Stop laughing....yes I use measuring cups.
But this was not about cooking, baking OR measuring cups. This was all about fractions.
And no....believe it or not.....it wasn't even about helping with math homework.
6/10 or .6 whichever way you wanna look at it. Matter of fact you could even reduce 6/10 down to 3/5 if you wanted to.
But the bottom line here???
.6 of a pound. Yes, I said "of a pound".
That was my big "payoff" at the end of a fattening-snack-deprived-stay-on-program-eat-broiled-fish-three-times week.
.6 of a pound.
Here's what that looks like.....
And I tried to make that look better.....but there's just something about that decimal point that screams "NOT EVEN A STINKING POUND" to me.
And there's always the sweet friend who does her best to encourage me so I don't go storming out the door never to return to Weight Watchers.
Fact is? I've done this enough times to know that .6 of a pound is still a weight loss, and over the course of time, the "tenths" add up to whole pounds and in the broad scheme of things, if I lost .6 of a pound a week for a whole year, that would total 31.2 pounds for the year.
And of course, I am glad I didn't gain .6 of a pound.....because that would add up too, over time.
Soooooo.......I'm gonna' get an attitude adjustment. :)
Started out by deciding that instead of listening to the boys squabble about "who" was going to "hit the grounders" for baseball practice in the backyard and "who" was going to "ground them", that I would settle that dispute once and for all and just go do the hitting myself.
Yes I did. And no it's not the first time in my life I have picked up a bat. Used to play softball many moons ago, actually.
However.....after going through not one, but two five gallon buckets full of baseballs, and feeling rather athletic after my few moments of fame in the backyard, I had even broken a sweat and came in feeling good about myself.
You know...the ole' "get moving" thing. Exercise doesn't have to be a chore.....just get out and move with your kids.
And it was all fine and good until I was
I even went to bed early....took a couple of ibuprofen (because we all know that fixes everything), and laid there and suddenly it hit me.
I swung that bat repeatedly over times.....and I haven't done that in a year.
UGH.....seriously???? I'm that old that it starts hurting the same night?? I'm that out of shape???
Apparently the answer to those questions is a resounding, "yes".
And that's ok, because that's gonna' change. Even if it is just .6 of a pound at a time.
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| Week one: 1.8 pound loss about 7 1/2 sticks |
Week two: after a whopping .6 of a pound loss I am at 2.4 pounds, which is about 9 1/2 sticks of butter
I'm just saying.
