Here's an update to the tale of the weighing scale:
Last month, I weighed 110 pounds. About two weeks ago, surprisingly, I lost 3 pounds despite all the celebrating and eating out Vince and I did when we went to Toronto for a week.
Similarly when we got back here in Penn, we had several lunches and dinners out, and Vince's schedule in the ER unfortunately did not allow us to work out as frequent as we should and usually would.
Hence, late last night, Vince and I were both curious of our weight that we decided to pass by the GSH cardiac rehab centre on our way to a friend's house. Not that we don't have a bathroom scale at home. My husband just prefers to use the same weighing apparatus for consistency of measurement so he says ;)
The verdict??? (Drumroll please!)
I lost 1.5 pounds. Yehey !
For the record, I don't shove my index finger down my throat after each meal. I'm completely sane and losing weight in a healthy manner.
I say it's the greens and fruits, exercising, healthy choices, less carbs and sweets, food diary, and portion awareness. It also helps that Vince is as weight watchful as I am.
Oh and by the way, I recently added lifting weights to my exercise regime. So, that's a factor too!
There really is no shortcut in weight loss. It takes a change in lifestyle and perspective coupled with discipline and temperance. No pain no gain (or loss for that matter). Don't get me wrong. I still have the same passion for good food and eating - only now with moderation sans bingeing. And to prove you that, I will momentarily enjoy a piece of treat without a guilt! ;)
PS: Vince's weight pretty much remained the same ^^