Being weakened, I didn't think about eating less, but ate more. Mid-month I also went to a wedding and a funeral (more food). Anyway, I caught myself close to the end of the month. I was starting to gain back a pound a day. I caught hold of myself and regrouped mentally. I still hurt from the fall, but I can see I'm getting better, so I'm grateful for that. It will be sometime before I totally quit hurting (or is that even possible at my age). Anyway, I'm feeling optimistic once again, but I definitely lost some losing time. YIKES! Becky's birthday party last night - heart attack on a plate (Chicken Alfredo) and homemade chocolate mint ice cream, none of which I should have had. It was YUMMY!
March 1st is a new day. Is it any wonder, I started out the year with: On the Program for the REST OF MY LIFE! It literally has to be that way. I'm back on the wagon.
February 1st 236.6 (had gotten down to 231 early this month.)
March 1st 235
Lost an additional 1.6
Total loss since January 1st 15.8 lbs.
Don't dig your grave
with your own knife and fork.