First, thank you to all who either posted or wrote to me to encourage me.  You all are amazing and are a big reason for why I haven’t given up! 

So far so good this week.  Okay, I know it’s only day two of said week and that I said the exact same thing last week, but I’m determined to actually make it through a whole week on plan.  In an effort to keep myself accountable, I’m going to try to blog a bit more this week.

I’m sitting here listening to the presidential debate, alternating between cheering and growling with disgust (I’m an Obama supporter, so you can imagine at what points I’m doing what).  I’ll admit that at a few roars of laughter have been heard throughout our office, too (we’re all listening to it).  I think this has been one of the more interesting debates so far.  At least it’s kept my attention.  I’m going to go see Obama speak on Saturday, and I’m pretty damn excited!  I’m just glad it’s on a Saturday so that I can actually go this time.

Anyway, I thought it would be the perfect time to update my blog.  Due to my recent gain, I’m back up to getting 25 points a day.  It’s kind of sad, but I’m kind of glad to have that extra one point cushion.

Thank God for those flex points, though.  I know that there are many different ways in which to use our 35 extra flex points.  I know that a lot of people save them up and use them all on one day.  I know that others never use them at all.  For me, I’ve found that it works best if I spread them out over the week to give myself a bit of an extra cushion each day.  My goal has been to try and use no more than 5 a day.  That way, I know that I stay within my points.  At least it works when I can get my butt to stay on plan.

I did splurge this morning on a couple of “fun size” candy bars, but unlike last week, I actually tracked them.  So, as it stands, I have 25.5 flex points left.  In two days, I’ve used 9.5 flex points, so I am under my 5 point a day limit.  So, folks, I’m doing pretty good.

I haven’t exercised yet this week, because I’ve been feeling a bit off physically, but I plan on going for a walk tomorrow before work.  I’ll post tomorrow to let you know how day three goes!

I do have a couple of encouraging experiences to report.  Last night, I was doing laundry and I was reaching into my basket to pull out and sort my clothes when I heard a clang.  Over the past couple of years, I’ve quickly learned to recognize that sound as most likely being that of a ring flying off of a finger.  Sure enough, I looked over and there it was, laying on the edge of a sock.  For the great majority of my adult life, I’ve worn a size 9 ring on that finger.  Before I started Weight Watchers, I was bordering on a 9/10.  This ring that flew off of my finger was a size 7!  I’d say that’s a victory.

The other experience is that my work has brought in one of those old doctors’ scales where you have to move the weights to see what your weight is, so I’ve been weighing myself on it almost every day while I heat up my dinner.  The victory is in even being able to weigh myself on it.  I remember going to the doctor several years ago and the humiliating experience of not being able to be weighed because it didn’t go high enough.  Now, not only can I weigh myself on it, but the heaviest weight is closer to the left than to the right.  I’d say that’s another victory.  Now I need to keep working hard make sure it stays that way.

As I’ve mentioned several times before, it’s the little things!