It Doesn’t Have to End Like This

I heard back from the surgeon. He was actually very encouraging. He said I still had a week to get as close to my starting weight as I could. I said I would do my absolute best.

• That would include drinking about half the coffee I’ve been drinking, if that. Like, two cups a day, as I had planned, not 4 or 5.

• Tracking all day, even after afternoon snack.

• No late snacking, because, yeah, I’ve been up to my old tricks in the kitchen at night.

• Tracking water.

• Activity 5-6 times a week.

I was going to skip the gym today, but now I’m thinking I could go around 1:00, since that’s when it’s really dead in there. There’s plenty I can do around the house until then.

I was going to drink my third coffee of the day just now, but then I got the email, and put the coffee on my little side tray behind my water. Drank the water instead.

I can make better choices for a week, can’t I? Of course I can.

I don’t know where this extra four pounds came from, but maybe it’s temporary.

I really want to do this now, not six months from now.

I’ll do the work. You guys please keep your fingers and toes crossed for me. Thanks. ❤️