1.2

1.2 pounds up from one meal off. Sucks. I'm hoping it drops back down tomorrow, like it did last time. Still...lame!

One month 'til the next round. This off round has been very stressful, so I'm kind of looking forward to the next weight loss time. I relish the thought of my Santa belly going away--mostly! It will be weird--good weird, mind you.

I had thought this next round would be the last, but it doesn't appear it will be. I guess two more. Sure, I could be blown away and the 30+ pounds I'll probably lose this next time might be "enough," but I like the idea of losing more--giving my body room to adjust up to a comfortable level without it being a problem for me (or my back).

Two more long cycles, though? Yuck. But let's hope that will be the end of it. Let's also hope the food allergy thing (nuts and berries) goes back into the pit where it belongs.

The timing of the second cycle this year is up in the air. The first is early February, nopraw. The second will either be June or August. Both have pros and cons. Taking long breaks is good for the drugs; the more time off between, the more effective the medication. And it gives my body time to chill out. But stabilization/maintenance is supposed to be easy and fun. For me...not so much.

Even so, the thought that this time next year I'll be done with weight loss, and Mark will likely be launched in his new career as a teacher...it's a trip. I'll still have this back of mine, but maybe the rest of our life will be easier. Maybe.