Day 3 - Attack Phase

Weight: 230.5

That sound you may have heard?  That was me.  Shouting "YEAH" and "WHOO!!!" in my empty house.  And then I gave myself a happy dance.

Because, although I have a long way to go, that number on the scale today?  That's movement DOWN!  Not up!

Phew.

I don't even know what else to say right now.  I'll save this and write more at the end of the day...

P.S.  Went and did some more shopping.  Got myself some fat-free cottage cheese.  More eggs.  London Broil.  Sugar-free Hawaiian Punch.  Told my husband about my number loss...he was happy for me, he understands the frustration and said how happy he was for me to be able to experience the number going down like that.  Made him think that he needs to get on board.  Course, then we discussed the diet (I mean diet as in what one eats, not the losing weight version of diet) that would work best for him with his physical stuff, and realized that I'm focusing on proteins and he's supposed to be staying away from meat that came from anything that has a liver.  HUH?  Yeah.  Those meats "feed" his gout and we need to stop feeding his gout.  We'll see what he decides.  Because I can do what I can here, but he needs to follow through when he's at work.  We also talked about how I don't know that I can stick to the Dukan Diet to the letter.  Because I'm supposed to be on the attack phase for 6 days...yet, I have a lunch appointment tomorrow.  So I will do a PV day tomorrow and hope for the best.  I can make Dukan choices, and do the best I can.

Other than that, I am still so very much excited about the number that was on the scale this morning.  And I'm hopeful for tomorrow.  There's the part of me that says: it's not going to go down...it's going to go up...so, I hope.  I hope.  I hope that the number is lower.

That makes the whole "not fun" part of losing weight easier.