WEEK 1 -- DAY 6 -- FOOTBALL SUNDAY

A lazy Sunday.  My favorite kind of day.  Bagel for breakfast.  Leftover lasagne for dinner (only a small piece).  A few Cheezits for an afternoon snack.  Lunch is missing because I very rarely eat lunch.

I'm thinking of weighing myself tomorrow instead of Tuesday.  My brother is flying in from Chicago and we're going overnight to the Borgata in Atlantic City.  That means a good dinner at a five star restaurant.  And a big breakfast the following morning.  Just typing this convinces me that I will weigh in tomorrow morning because I won't even be here on Tuesday morning to do it.

It's a funny thing when you start to lose weight how much better you feel about yourself.  Not sure how much I've lost yet and I don't feel one bit thinner at all but I know, when I get on the scale tomorrow, and my weight is below 231.5, I will be happy.  And just talking to my friend who's doing the same thing, I can tell already she's in a positive mindset right now and that makes me happy.  I also start to accessorize more when I'm losing weight because I care more about how I look.  I find myself reaching for more scarves and changing purses and wearing different watches and rings.

My ultimate dream is not to shop in a fat people store or section.  I know that's crude to label it that way but since I'm the fat person shopping there, I feel entitled to label it such.  When I had lost the thirty pounds last year (before I had gained it all back), for the first time in years I was able to buy an extra large in the normal section of the department store.  That felt so good.  I want to be there again.  If I lost one pound a week, it would take me 7 months before this would happen.  Since I'm sure there will be weeks when I lose more than a pound, it should be sooner than that.

So tomorrow is a big day for me.  I'll get on the scale and then go to the "ticker" from MyFitnessPal that I have on my blog and update it.  That's exciting.  The big fat zero will change to an actual number.  Tune in.