My last weigh-in was way back in March. Well, the end of March. Since then I have lost 3.2 pounds. Yes, it took me the whole month of April to lose that, but you know what? I'm counting it as a victory that I didn't gain back all the weight I had lost, considering the amount of emotional eating in which I indulged.
I ate pizza, donuts, cheesecake, potato chips, and nachos. I drank wine and margaritas many nights. I exercised and practiced yoga zero minutes (That's a slight exaggeration, but you know what I'm saying). In between those little binges, though, I continued to eat low carb foods. Finding out that I don't have to become completely derailed by occasional binges is encouraging.
I'm down to 231.8 pounds, and I'm hoping now that things have settled down somewhat I can get back to losing a pound or two a week again. Maybe next week I'll see the 220's again. I never thought I'd be happy to say that! Sigh. Well, I am happy to say it.