End of Week One: Biggest Loser

Although for the official contest we only weigh in once a month, I am requiring a weekly weigh in of me and my partner to make sure we are on track.

Remember, we had a goal of 2 pounds a week so we can reach our 10% individual goal by the end of the 3 month competition.

I lost 8 pounds according to the official scale.

Suuuuuweeeet.

On my scale, I am down 4...which is a more accurate reflection.

It's fun to see the scale moving again.

Of course this morning several of my competitors chalked my weight loss up to my band. I just smiled. I wanted to say..."Do you know how much weight this little band has helped me lose in the last 6 months? ZERO."

Of course I wasnt really trying since I was in maintenance mode, but I will tell you what. My band didnt stop me from snacking yesterday. It didnt stop me from getting ice cream or a candy bar. No it didn't. I DID! I stopped myself. And my band didn't help me run on the treadmill yesterday. Nope. I DID.

So suck it.

Wooo, I feel better.

I forget to tell you guys though that there is a rule preventing WLS surgery patients from being in the competition. If you are within your first year of WLS, you can not participate. Well, I suppose you could, but you couldn't win. This is the third time they have done the competition. The first time I didn't play because I was still within my first year out, and although there wasnt a rule at the time for the WLS patients, I did feel I had an unfair advantage because I was still losing pretty good. The second time, I didn't compete bc I was at goal and didnt feel like I wanted to lose anymore.

Sadly, my partner ate like crappy cocka this weekend. I still think she will be down.

Let us see...what else.

OH...Heather and I now live...ALONE! Just us. Can you believe it? I still havent wrapped my mind around it.

Life is beautiful.

Happy Tuesday!