No one actually marked my words after last week, did they?
This morning I was 180. It’s less than last week, so I’m not really upset, just a little disappointed. I was so hoping to dip down into the 170s this week.
If anyone had been watching me this morning they would have called the loony bin: Go to the bathroom, stand on scale – 180. Get off scale, take hair down, stand on scale – 180.5. Yelp, get off scale, put hair back up. Take off glasses, stand on scale – 180. Get off scale, nudge scale a little to the left, stand on scale – 180. Get off scale, nudge scale further left, stand on scale – 180. Sigh, reluctantly accept that this is not the week to make it into the 170s, get off scale and start day.
I’m blaming my mere half-pound weight loss this week on stress (and not on the burger and fries I had for dinner on Tuesday!). This week has been more stressful than most for me, and it’s well-documented that physical, emotional or mental stress can hinder weight loss, and even trigger weight gain.
Yup. It was stress. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. 170s next week for sure!
