Between 307 and 309.
For the past week my weight has fluctuated between 308.2 and 308.9 according to my cursed digital scale. Grrr..
I can't believe I've reached a plateau so quickly! Yet, as I recall in past reincarnations as a" woman on a weight loss regime", 308 seems to be some kind of "magic number" that my body refuses to budge from.
Please send some kind, inspirational words this way 'cuz I'm failing fast here. Mom sent me out on a mission to get her some spaghetti and meatballs from our local Italian restaurant last night around 9:30PM and I nearly passed out in ecstasy from the fumes of the garlic bread and spaghetti "aglia olio" (my faves ).
I so wanted to grab a piece of bread, possibly slurp a noodle or two.
By the time I got home and brought it to her, I nearly threw it at the poor woman. When I'd calmed down I tried to explain to her how hard it was for me, everytime she asks me to go to a restaurant and bring her spaghetti or pizza, or apple fritters from the local bakery in the morning. Part of the problem is, I think, that she usually asks for this food really late (between 8:00 and 10:00PM) in the evening and that has always been when my resolve is the weakest and my tummy is the grumbliest.
I know she's not doing this on purpose and she says she understands but... Mom is 85 years old and suffers from mild dementia. She won't remember our conversation from last night and sometime later this week will probably set me off on another "midnight ride".
Wow...did I get off track or what? Sorry, about that. Thanks for letting me vent. And, again pray for me. The spirit is willing but the body won't cooperate.
Carmel