This morning started just like every other morning... I laid there, blinking, trying to decide if it is actually the right time on the clock or if maybe by accident, I hit it an hour ahead and still have an hour to sleep. I decide to take the leap and get out of bed... I decide I better weigh myself before I eat a crumb, because you know once those crumbs enter your body, they weigh pounds, it's weird how that works.
So I go to the scale, and I debate, clothed or naked, hmmm.... as I am debating, Emma comes in, and wants to use my bathroom. MY bathroom, just as I am working up the nerve to take that step onto the digital devil. So in a moment of procrastination, I let her go... Now I am alone again... hmmm... finally I take the step onto the plank. It blinks for an eternity, I keep waiting for springs to burst into the air and it to quit working all together, and wave the white flag. The number comes up. I stare. Disbelief... Could it be?
I quick get off, and let it reset, and start the process over again... it is still blinking... when the number finally comes up.... I have LOST 4 LBS!!! 4 pounds people! That is almost a bag of flour I am no longer carrying around!!! I did it... well 4 pounds of it. Many more to go, but I started!!!