FINALLY!

The scale budged. Only a little, but it budged.

206.8.

I've been challenged lately, because we've had quite the heatwave here in Chicagoland. Even if I get up early in the morning (which I did on Monday) ... it's too hot to run. This morning when I walked out the door, it was already 86 degrees. So, my running has been sporadic at best. Walking at lunch has been difficult at best; my threshold is about 90 degrees; hotter than that, and I'm just too miserable to even think about it.

All that is simply to say, hallelujah, I lost half a pound. And seeing a different (and smaller) number on the scale makes me feel like I can do that again.

What will next week bring? Hopefully a smaller butt.

Still stuck

It's been a bit since I've posted ... mostly because I am still weighing in at 207.4.

Maybe it's the menopause, but DAMN am I hungry. I could eat pretty consistently all day long. So it's no wonder the weight isn't budging! This is going to be a pretty busy/crazy weekend, to I'm going to be logging the food but not obsessing. Next week, I'll be talking to Donna, a personal trainer and nutrition guru at the gym, and see what she thinks I can do to try and ease a pound or two off. I'm so ready to be under 200!