(*sigh*) Weigh in day. You either love it or hate it. Me, personally, I vascillate frequently between loving it and hating it. Despite having stayed on-plan all week, I lost a measly.5 pounds. While you would be correct in stating 'well, at least you lost weight this week', its still a supreme discouragement. Unfortunately, this go-round my insulin resistance is making this a long, arduous journey.
I did fine all week long, however, it was time to adjust my Glucophage dosage on Friday and that threw everything into turmoil all day Friday and Saturday. I was at home all day Friday, so that made things somewhat easier, however, we had errands to run on Saturday and that threw things all askew. We didn't have lunch until 2:30 and by then my sugars crashed and I was loopy. The medicine clearly warns you not to skip meals with this medication, however, it neglected to mention that delaying one can be bad, too. I didn't feel well for the rest of the day.
Then Sunday came. We went out to eat as Casa Grande in Woodland Park after church with some other members. Unfortunately, its difficult (if not impossible) to eat healthy at a Mexican restaurant. I did the sensible thing and ordered a Chicken Fajita Taco Salad without the crispy bowl (the best part, IMO), without sour cream and without guacamole (also wonderful additions IMO). Basically it was grilled chicken, lettuce, peppers and onions with a small smattering of cheese with salsa as a dressing. Impossible to count points, but the best I could do in the situation.
All of that brings me to today's results. I've now lost 3.8 pounds in about four weeks. Respectable, I guess, but far less than I'd like. At this rate, I'll hit my goal weight in 2009 if I'm lucky.
Monday, January 21, 2008
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