What you don't know...

One of the many things that constant trips to the scale throughout the week did to me (aside from frustration when the old weight ticked up a couple tenths a day) was spoil the official weigh-in. Granted, I still looked at it like a kid does Christmas despite having already found all his presents hidden in his parents' closet, but I pretty much always knew ahead of time if it was going to be a loss and how much it was probably going to be. This is the first time in a long time that I'll have no clue what happens. Even if I lose nothing this week, I'm proud of myself for following through on my determination to stay the hell off the scale.

I can't predict how I'll do. I really haven't the slightest idea. I've been on course all week, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything (especially in light of my two big losses last week and the week prior).

By the way, today was my second experience with cart. I did much better this time, but they had better options this time as well. Carrots, celery, cherry tomatoes (or grape, I dunno... tiny tomatoes), and broccoli florets. I did reach into the candy cart and pulled out a mini twix (not a bad way to spend a point) and a pack of orange tic-tacs. I rock.

I have never done so well about eating all my dailies as I have this week. I still haven't managed to eat all of them every day, but I've gotten very close several days, and I've not had a 10 point deficit like I have frequently in the past. This is huge for me because sometimes I am really stuck in the mentality that id I end the day with less than 5 unused points I've failed. I should learn to trust the program more, but I don't get my healthy oils in like... ever, so I feel like I will always struggle to become an exemplary watcher of the weight.