I spoke with a local rehab/long term care facility today about volunteering. I've got some paperwork to pick up this afternoon, and my plan is to get that back in tomorrow. Watching my Grandma live with Alzheimer's was so horrible. I was in college when she died, so I didn't get to see her much the last couple of years. I remember how much it meant to her when I visited, even though she didn't know who I was. That's my only real experience with being around a facility like this, so I am definitely nervous, but at the same time, I'm excited.
I weighed in this morning, and I was exactly the same weight I was last week. Grrrr. This is despite having my most active week in a very long time. But I did not eat smart, and it's all on me. I drank all of those calories on Sat. Sunday, I ate and ate and ate (because of all of those Sat. calories). I at desserts... The poor eating probably outweighed the smart eating. Unacceptable. This week will be different. I'm 1 lb. 7 oz. from going down into the next number on the scale. I have to be there next week. Even though the scale is representing my eating habits, I have to say, I do feel good. I'm only down 15 pounds overall, but my body is so appreciative of just that little bit. I can't wait to see what the next 15 bring.
I hope your day is going well. After all, it's Over the Hump day! You're on the downslide to the weekend.
Please take care,