Well, whadda know? I think this is the first time I’ve had two consecutive weeks of weight loss. Apparently, the weight gods were kind to me this week. I’m starting to notice a few changes. I feel like I can sleep less than before. For the first time, I’m comfortable with eight or even seven  hours of sleep – which is a little more flexible than the nine hours I had to guarantee myself before. It’s nice to have a more average experience with sleep. I feel like my brain can do more work, which is good considering the amount of reading I’ve got lined up for the next few weeks ahead. It feels like I have some of that childhood care-free attitude that’s been declining over the years. Even though this isn’t a huge scale-victory, I’m more than happy with the benefits I’m getting. I’m heading back home this weekend, so we’ll see if I can restrain myself in the more snack-friendly atmosphere.

Well, hey. Yesterday I said I was doing no-weigh February. Turns out I couldn’t keep off the scale. I wouldn’t say that’s a bad thing, considering what I saw when I got on.

It was totally worth it. Ten pounds gone, off of my body, OUT OF HERE. Gone. Separated. Good riddance. After 49 days, that’s nearly a fifth of a pound per day. This low carb diet is working. I feel lighter. I feel stronger. And I feel encouraged. These ten felt like I gained an extra hour of sunshine each day and the next ten will hopefully feel just as good. All I have to do is keep on eating healthy and exercising 6 days a week. I’d really like to thank everyone who’s encouraged me to keep this going. It really does mean the world to me. Knowing someone out there is rooting for you is a blessing, and it’s made each day a little easier. Sincerely, thank you.