Well, my weight dropped a bit today. I think losing almost a pound in a single day is a good sign my body is more resilient than it was just a few months ago.
Down to 257 even. Still not as low as my all-time low (since doing keto, anyway) of 256.2, but I think I’m getting the hang of the numbers which trigger the best losses for me. If I can watch myself and stay in those ranges, I’ll be at goal weight inside six months. (The diet web site I use is saying 5 months at this pace, but I doubt this pace will hold up daily.)
I’m encouraged to see I could go so far outside my normal range and be back in weight loss mode in less than three days. Very cool. Perhaps my insulin resistance isn’t as high as it was. I know I’m still very resistant, but maybe it’s getting better. It will likely be years before I’m anywhere near “normal” — if ever.
So I simply have to forget about the weekend, move on and keep trying. I’ll get there, but I can’t surrender to my cravings. I satisfied my desire for sourdough bread with cheddar and wine and grapes. I’m happy. I won’t do that again for a long time.
But I’m not going to say I’ll never do it again. I just…love it too much. 🙂