I finished up the last of the leftover grilled chicken. I bought some frozen stir-fry vegetables and lean ground turkey and I’m going to give that a try. Trying to keep things interesting!
It’s also interesting today that Larry talks about how he never weighs himself — not even at the doctor’s office. I’m so relieved to hear him say that! I have been ruled by the numbers on the scale my whole life. At my biggest, I would also refuse to step on the scale at the doctor’s office. I remember going into one doctor’s office and he had the scale right there in the middle of the patient waiting room! I was horrified!! (And that was my last visit to him, by the way. It wasn’t just because of the scale thing. I went in for a sore throat and they told me to get undressed from the waist down. Now I’m not a doctor, but the last time I checked, my throat wasn’t down there…)
But every once in a while, the nurse wouldn’t give a rip about my embarrassment and would insist that I get up there on that scale anyway. I’d fight back tears as I removed my shoes and then my jewelry. And in one last ditch effort to drop an ounce or two, I’d completely exhale all the air from my lungs. Then I would turn my head and close my eyes as the nurse slid those weights across the bar, CLUNK! CLUNK! CLUNK!! I couldn’t see the numbers, but I knew they were bad when I’d hear the clack of the nurse’s tongue against the back of her teeth.
So I’m not weighing every day of this program, but…I’m still curious! I do have to weigh! And while I’ve dropped a couple pounds, I love that my boyfriend actually noticed I was “looking a little leaner.” Whoo-hoo!