Friday, October 12
For once in my life, I have more on my mind than the scale. Well, I still think about the scale from time to time, but not nearly as often as I typically do. There's just so much more going on... the release of my novel, chasing after the baby (who at 5 months is already on the cusp of crawling... eep!), working at our expanding small business, and trying to keep up with relationships/housework. As I've been able to increase my activity I've noticed that my mood has improved. I am stressed, I don't think there is any denying that, but I am not as down in the dumps as I have been on and off since the baby was born. This week, I did start stepping on the scale again in the mornings just to see where I'm at. It started on a whim a few days ago, and I was surprised to found that I had lost a couple of pounds. This week, I've been loosing about a half pound a day and as of this morning I'm back down to 190 again. I'm a light lunch and a solid poo away from breaking into a lower weight bracket, and that is pretty damn awesome.