Ok. Discouragement has officially set in.
Yesterday was my third weigh in.
I got on the scale, looked at the number, and got right back off.
Down 1 lb. THAT'S ALL!
I shook my head and got back on, this time the number looking back at me seemed to taunt me, showing that I had lost 3.5 lbs., and breaking me past a little mental goal I had set.
Still, although I wanted to take that number and run, I knew that the first number and the doubt it brought with it would still be lingering in my head.
So, I did what any nuerotic person would do and I showered, dried my hair, and weighed again, completely naked.
This time...it said I was down 1.5 lbs.
Try as I may, this time the scale wouldn't change. I even picked it up and moved it to another spot on the floor.
I repositioned my feet and sucked in.
I guess that means that this week..week 3...I lost 1.5 lbs.
At this rate I should be at my goal weight by....oh....2012.