Pressure was mounting, as I waited my turn to be weighed. Would I be weighed and found wanting? Gritting my teeth as I remember the tension. I had a doctor visit yesterday that I had to be weighed for; I told myself don’t look–YOU KNOW you are only supposed to weigh in at EatRight–but I peaked. It wasn’t good; it looked like I had only lost a pound. I told myself that I had my shoes on, but I was still worried.
So …today I arrive nervous at the EatRight clinic and a little confused about what to do and where to go…the receptionist wasn’t at the window for me to ask. I knew where the classroom was …so I headed that way, and as it turns out that was where I was supposed to be. I have to tell you that room is hot … I have decided that I am wearing shorts from now on and taking a chilly tie with me so that I can sit peacefully in that oven of a room.
,Well, the class is over and we are all sitting out in the waiting room, chatting away about what things are problems for us and what things work, while we wait to be ushered into “the Room.” One by one people are leaving and heading back to the scales–I began to get more fidgety when Dean Jones gets called to the back. Before I get called back, he comes out for some reason and announces he has lost another FIVE POUNDS!! I called him a “DOG,” and expressed my desire to follow in his footsteps.
Shonnie Wilson …… oh …… it is MY TURN. They take your blood pressure before you get on the scale: mine is always a little high — wonder why??? hehehe. Well, I get on the scales and ………I weigh 244! I have lost another FIVE pounds myself! Yea!!! I didn’t know how to read my slip until today…..I need to correct a few figures.
First weigh 255 41.8
2nd weigh 249 can’t find my slip so I don’t know
3rd weigh 244 40.0
I was in such a good mood I came home, cleaned out the freezer, and reorganized it so that I would know what my hubby and son could actually eat in there. Well, I came up with a great idea. I’d make LASAGNA for my Hubby and Son–my oldest daughter helped, and made sure that I couldn’t lick the utensils. Making this meal for them made me feel really good– to be able to cook them such a treat myself was fun…..and…..they can handle eating it. 🙂 Somedays life is way better than imaginable.
Thanks Onnie for all your help! =)
Well … it is time for another YUMMY Shake — and I do mean that — because anything that works this well is YUMMY!