Pounds (one down from yesterday, inexplicably, after going overboard on Cheat Day). And my son's long-distance GF just broke up with him again. He seems okay. I sometimes I wish I could make him 7 years old again with glasses, but of course that is not the normal course of nature and it shouldn't be. Sigh.
Thank you, my dears, for weighing in yesterday. Some South Beach fans and some WW converts. I am actually on the Beach-y side myself, and was planning a SB version of WW (no reason you can't do that, right?) It would be hard for me to figure the points without actually joining, so for this week I plan to track and report my calories. I don't know where WW points would be for me exactly-- I know it doesn't translate perfectly-- but I am going to go for under 1600 a day (which seemed so onerous a few months ago, but seems very doable these days). Today once I eat my pork chop and asparagus, unless I forgot something crucial, I should end up under 1500. Easy because I ate so much yesterday I wasn't hungry today till after Zumba at 1:30. I had sufficient bra coverage and an empty stomach so I got in a good one. My instructor did point at me midway like something from Invasion of the Body Snatchers, but it just turned out that my shoelace was untied. Whew. I fancy myself not deficient in It, but I'll tell you, in Zumba I feel pretty square.