Two days ago I had a weigh-in. I lost 1.4 pounds. Not bad. I guess this is where the weight loss starts to slow down? I hope not.
I will admit I fell off the wagon last night though. There was an Italian festival in Verplanck, NY that I was invited to by a few work friends. It wasn’t the food that tempted me to go - it was the prospect of reliving childhood via the rides! And of course once I was there, I had a hot dog, fries, and a banana daiquiri. And honestly, it wasn’t even worth it. None of that stuff tasted like I wanted it to. It was a waste of money and health.
Long story short, I was feeling guilty today and did a 3 mile jog after work. By the end of the summer, the hope is to complete a 5k race in a respectable amount of time.