I did drink quite a bit last night. I don't want to write it down because it seems so excessive, but the whole point here is honesty, so here it is: 3 beers, a vodka with lemon, and 3 scotches. For the record, I can hold my liquor, so while this amount might make some people sloppy drunk or even puking drunk, it just made me drunkish. I'm not presenting that as something positive necessarily, but just clarifying that I didn't get puking drunk last night. Yay me?
On to other things. I weighed in this morning. 207.5 Which means I lost four pounds last week. I should feel great about that, but in fact, this is where it really hits me how much I weigh right now. All through the fall I was hovering at just above 200 pounds. That 7.5 pounds
that I have to lose to get back to where I was before the holidays isn't going to come off quickly, and I won't really feel like I have made any progress until it does. So I'm discouraged. I don't feel like exercising, either.
The good news is, I have my meals planned for the week, and I'm not in any way tempted to go out and eat McDonalds or something like that--I'm still feeling positive about eating well. Onward and upward.