This morning I experimentally stepped on the scale, hoping to see a drop and I was greeted with a .2 lb loss.
Yep, that's right a 2/10ths of a pound drop.
Woo-effin-pee!
That means I've lost a whopping .2 lbs since last Wednesday. Wow, a whole 3.2 ounces. Oooh, I can tell that's going to make a big difference in the way my pants fit.
I am not a happy camper. Can you tell?
This weight loss thing is so frustrating, I find myself wondering if I'd be better off if I just threw myself off the nearest bridge.
No, you don't have to worry. I'm not really serious. It's just the thought does cross my mind when I'm so very frustrated.
Besides, knowing my luck, I wouldn't have the decency to die. I'd end up living the rest of my life as a very expensive vegetable, and be a huge emotional and financial burden to my family.
No bridges for me.
But really, why is it I can't even seem to lose weight on a VLCD past the second week?
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So sorry about the small loss. Boy, how frustrating! HOWEVER, at least it wasn't a gain, right? You gotta find SOMETHING positive to hang on to!
Glad to see you are still here! I feel as though I have reunited with a long lost friend :-)
Now I have to catch up and read all of your past posts for the last, oh, year and a half???? :-)
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