So I'm down a pound on the scale this morning, but I know from experience I shouldn't put any money on that pound. It could be back and doubled today. Drinking more water alone can up the weight. While I will count those numbers, I know the true testament to weight loss will be my clothing size, how I look, and how I feel.
Last night I fell asleep shortly after my head hit the pillow. Let me tell you, buddy, that was a good feeling, and one I haven't had since before Thanksgiving. It is a joy not to lie awake for an hour or more, my mind churning. It is sweet to wake up and maybe think that I've slept too much. I had energy this morning and it was bliss.
I'm not mentally focused today, not yet. I think it's going to take a little bit of meditation and a little bit of ass-kicking to get me to that place. You can't be out of it for months and just expect to get back to pole position. At the same time, I can't cut myself a lot of slack, because slack is what got me here in the first place.
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