Thursday Weigh In

The numbers are in, folks...

As of this morning I weigh...197.5 pounds. Yeah! I hope the 200's are gone forever.

Man Pants

So, hubby had a birthday recently and I took him to a Mexican restaurant for lunch, just the two of us.

I was wearing stretchy workout pants (not that I'd worked out that morning or anything) and decided to change into jeans and a nicer shirt. I pulled on the jeans--still lying on the floor where they'd been thrown with abandon (ahem) the night before--and discovered they were tight. No way, I thought dismally. I couldn't have gained that much since I last wore these. Then I looked down and noticed they were way too short. I laughed. They were my husband's!

Then my heart leaped with joy as I realized I could actually fit into his pants! He's six feet and 165-or-so pounds. I'm an inch shorter, though my legs are considerably longer than his, and my stomach had been too...um...girthful to ever put on his pants, let alone ZIP and BUTTON them.

Progress!

Good News, and More Good News

We're leaving town tomorrow morning for an out-of-town basketball tournament and won't be back till Sunday, so don't miss me too much, ok? Ha.

The good (I hope it turns out to be good!) news is that last night I *did* get elected to be the new leader of our TOPS--Take Off Pounds Sensibly--group beginning April 1st. The two previous leaders promised to help me with whatever I need. Hubby told me that I need to change my title from leader to dictator. Very humorous, honey.

The other good news is that I lost the three pounds I gained last week.

And finally, my eating habits, including drinking lots of water, are good. I need to walk today. We're having a contest at TOPS where the first one to lose ten pounds wins the pot...we each put in a dollar. The lady who is determined to win is a bit flustered, I think, that I'm right on her tail. She is a nice person, and I'm glad for her that she's been losing so well lately. But it's a fight to the death, baby! Well, or until I collapse on the treadmill.

In Which Freda Hits a New Low

My bathroom scale has low batteries, so I won't be able to do the Thursday weigh in till I buy the right kind.

However, I hadn't been to TOPS for four long weeks (bad weather, basketball games) so was glad to go last night. I feared I'd gained but I didn't. I lost another 1.5 pounds, and according to their scales...in the evening with my clothes on I weighed 200.5. Yay! I've almost broken the 200 barrier even at night.

Yesterday was a good eating day. The worst thing I did was to eat a grilled stuffed burrito at Taco Bell with hubby for lunch. I drank diet Pepsi and gave him my nachos. I don't care for that fake melty cheese.