But it's really .2 because of the rogue .6 gain yesterday. So this week I've lost about 0. Sigh. Mark made a good point, though, even with the sluggish 3# per week loss, at the end of five more weeks, that'd be 15 more pounds, for a total of 25#, very close to my Big Goal (not that I'll be done). That would be...acceptable, I suppose. I do hope things pick up soon, though. I'm feeling vexed, hungry, and frustrated with the diet.
I realized I've eaten on this extreme part of the diet for six of the last 11 months. Yep, that sucks!
Irish soda bread baking. Smells heavenly. I do remind myself that even when I'm on maintenance, I don't often get to eat it anyhow. I hope the new doctor can help my metabolism.
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