Okay… so yesterday flat-out sucked. But I decided not to hang myself with a Twizzler or choke on a Cadbury Cream Egg (no matter how amazing they are and how many of them line the Easter section of the supermarket). Today is a new day–and a beautiful, warm and sunny one at that. For starters:
Last night Evan and I went to Barnes & Nobles and I picked up $50 worth of books related to weight loss with PCOS. I purchased A Patient’s Guide to PCOS, The Ultimate PCOS Handbook and The New Glucose Revolution Guide to Living Well With PCOS. I’ve already started reading the first book.
I weighed in this morning. Although the scale was down earlier in the week, I wasn’t expecting much after having a burger and fries for dinner last night (it was NOT a bad day food binge, but a planned burger that I’ve been contemplating for more than a week). The blueberry vodka seltzer, on the other hand…. well, it was just ONE drink. Anyway, the scale showed a frick-frackin’ 1.6lb loss. I don’t get that on a good week–never mind one that includes a burger indulgence and emotional upheaval.
Despite the desire to sleep in a bit today, I got up early and headed off to the lab to get the bloodwork the endocrinologist requested done. It also entailed getting a Sunny Delight-sized jug to pee in this weekend (well… technically, just 24 hours). No joke. Now THAT’S bound to be interesting.
And, then… I registered for the Philadelphia Women’s Triathalon this morning! Any race with a motto of “Go Diva!” is a race for me.
Anyone want to cheer me on July 11th?