Woo! Another two pounds gone! I can’t believe how much weight I still can lose in one week. I guess I expected it to slow down by now. Then again, I am not quite halfway to my goal, and I did start exercising more regularly in the past couple of weeks. So it’s really not surprising I guess that I’m losing steadily right now. I just hope I can keep it up for at least another six weeks or so. (Actually, two pounds a week for the next fifteen weeks would put me right on goal, but I’m not that optimistic. But wouldn’t that be cool?)

It would be cool if I could reach my goal by the end of the year – that’s 21 weeks away. Hmmm…30.6 lbs in 21 weeks…that’s about 1.5 lbs per week. Not including the inevitable plateau that I’ll hit with ten pounds to go. (Everyone else hits it, I think it’s unavoidable, especially considering Thanksgiving. And Christmas. And New Years.) Or maybe I should shoot for one year since I began WW, February 19, 2005. (Well, a year and a day. 52 weeks. Whatever.) Or maybe I shouldn’t worry about when I hit my goal. But I’m trying to look beyond my sister’s wedding because I’m totally afraid I’ll fall apart right after it.

This morning I was also thinking about what I’ve learned so far. Or how I’ve changed my eating habits. Because of course that’s the key, blah blah blah. What prompted this was my waffle breakfast. It was very tasty. So much that before I started WW, I would’ve made two more. Why the heck not? I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself. But I wouldn’t have tried very hard to stop myself, either. I would’ve had a half-hearted debate in my head but the waffles would’ve won.

And they wouldn’t have been whole-wheat waffles, either. And they wouldn’t have had just jam on them. I think maybe that’s what I’ve really learned – what to eat. My days used to begin with cinnamon toast or Froot Loops or something else that may not have been out-and-out unhealthy, but certainly not a great choice. And more than two slices of toast or one cup of cereal. And fast food, though I didn’t eat it often, wasn’t a no-no. Fried foods, chips with my sandwich, a pint or two of beer after work, a piece of birthday cake (and not my own) – these were all normal and I hardly thought twice about eating them. Now I think twice, three times, or more. Mostly I decide it’s not worth it. But sometimes I decide it is. (Particularly when it comes to cake. Yum. And a few beers on the weekend, because that’s more than just beer, it’s part of being social and hanging out with my friends and having a good time and that’s the most important thing of all.)

So now I eat grilled fish. One or one and a half cups of cereal instead of three or four. Baked chips, grilled vegetables, smaller portions, salads, things like that. Whenever I used to read about someone who lost weight by switching to “grilled chicken and lots of vegetables” I never believed it. How boring! But now I see that it’s not so bad.

Last night was our neighborhood’s Night Out Against Crime. Or Pam Stuffs Herself. Yum! I had a burger, some bites of lots of random things, and lots of desserts. Yum, yum, yum. But I didn’t go over points. So yay!