Today, I weighed in at 3 pounds less than yesterday, so that’s something. Unfortunately, yesterday, I weighed in at 5 pounds heavier than I did at my lowest this attempt, so I am still 2 pounds up. I would be perfectly content to wake up tomorrow morning and find that the last 2 mystery pounds have dropped off and taken a couple of their friends with them.
I sat on this for a few days to make sure it was not an anomaly, but I have apparently gained three pounds. This, of course, just will not stand. At first, I wondered if I could be wearing heavier clothes to work out or if it was a fluid retention thing or something explainable, but it’s not going away! What I *can’t* have go away is that much of the progress I have made so far, so you can guess what THAT means.
I am surprised by how much my eating habits are changing. I had to make the initial effort to STOP with the constant grazing back in the beginning, which was just a beast. I had about 2 weeks of constant struggle and near-anguish. It sounds so catastrophic to use language like “anguish” when talking about not being able to eat when I’m not really hungry and pacify myself with food.
I lost another pound! This is all so exciting! I can really feel the reality of progress this time. Soon, I will be below 250 and will never see it again. I’m only a pound away, so next week should do it! 
I’ve lost track of how long I’ve been doing this. I started on January 5th, so I guess I could do the math if my head wasn’t filled with oatmeal and pencil eraser shavings right now.
So yesterday, I was complaining about the Wii Fit getting a little up ons with me about my explanations for the 1-2 pound fluctuation that has hit me now 3 times. The first time, I had missed taking my diurectic (for blood pressure) for a few days (I was low and spacing them out), so I gained a pound or two, which quickly came off the next day when I took the pill and peed my pounds away. It was a week before my period was due and I puffed up a bit, but again, it went down. Each time when it asked me why I thought I was gaining weight, I refused to choose things that did not apply like “Eating too fast,” “Not eating breakfast,” “Overeating,” “Not exercising” and instead chose the only one that fit, which was “I don’t know.” So yesterday, even though it was a weight loss day, it kind of chewed me out a bit and made some veiled threat (yes, we are talking about a piece of electronic machinery here) about, “Let’s not make it a third time.” Today, sure enough, my period finally began in a scanty little trace, so I was 1.5 pounds up. He asked me the question and I clicked on “I don’t know” and waited for the knock on my door where Denise Austin, Jillian Michaels and Dr. Oz would all just pound the complete shit out of me. All that happened was it flashed up an accusing screen of, “Are you SURE you don’t know??” and I clicked that I was sure and it went on with the rest of the body test and gave me a Wii Fit age of 25. Pfft, whatever.
My Wii Fit actually tried to start some shit with me today. I mean, WTF? Am I not the master of something I outright purchased? First of all, big yayy, I am down to 253, meaning I’ve lost 11 pounds since I started this on January 5th. So here I am, very excited about this fact and the damned things says to me (this is no lie or exaggeration), “The last time we talked about why you gained weight, you said, ‘I don’t know.’ That is the same answer you gave once before. Let’s not make it a third time.” ??! I mean, the thing actually put that on its snotty little screen!!
I wrote a bit in my non-fat journal talking about the side effects I have had from the weight loss process. I kind of hate that I go over there in hopes of writing something interesting and deep rather than go on and on about diet and exercise. I quickly become bored by people who only play on one or two channels and I never want to be that person.