Impatient

Okay, so, I know my official weigh-in is supposed to be Friday morning. I know I'm supposed to stay off the scale until then.

I got impatient, though, and decided to weigh myself this morning.

I hit 342 on the nose. I'm down 1.6 pounds since last Friday. It's not as big a loss as I was hoping for, but it's still a loss, and I still have two days before my official weigh-in. If history proves correct, that number will take a dive on Friday. (I've been weighing in heavy mid-week and then it seems to drop way down before Friday morning.)

Part of me wants to worry about it, and this is precisely the reason why they tell you not to weigh yourself every day. Weight, especially in women, can fluctuate so much over an hourly/daily period.

Anyway, even if I stay at 342 on Friday, it's still a loss. It's still less than what I weighed a week ago, two weeks ago, a month ago.

342 is very close to the 330s. I can't wait to get there. Hopefully, I can hit 339 next Friday. That's a very motivating thought. :) Just one more week, and (hopefully) I'll be out of the 340s!