Weigh-in: Down 2.4 lb
Total loss to date: 5 lb
I don't know if I've ever been more excited to get a gold star in my life.
I attended the Saturday meeting sans-Chou and regretted not bringing her - there were at least three babies there (one exactly her age), and two other mums with similar-aged babies (not in attendance). I might switch to this meeting permanently. I liked the leader, although she was filling in for someone else, so I'll have to try again with the "real" leader before I make the switch.
What did I learn in weeks three and four? That as long as I work out proportionately to how many treats I have, I'll be OK. Further to this, I was reminded of just how kick ass my midwife is, she's running far more than I am and getting much faster. Therefore a run with me and the stroller must be painfully slow for her, and yet she's still willing to run with us. She's also getting my ass out of the house when I'd rather be hibernating. Then there's Jen P, who is actually running in -30 weather (but not -41 because that would be stupid). If she gets out there I can get out in -15 (insert "but it's a damp cold" excuse here).
I'm also developing a better house menu. Some of our dinner favorites still make the cut with only few modifications, but some I just don't make anymore. I'm experimenting with new ones, the midwife passes on what she's tried and we swap. Manatee momma lent me her WW cook book and that's helped too.
Next goal: get boredom eating under control. I took time a few days this week to track the times I'm eating. The tale it tells is rather shocking - I'm not hungry, I'm just really, really bored.
And now I'm off to continue my gold-star, five pounds lighter happy dance!