I had my first weigh-in this evening and the good news is I’ve lost 4 lbs, only 52 more to go. Anyhow, looking into that long dark tunnel with a pin point of light at the end of it aside, I’ve had a good day if a little odd to begin with.
As a general rule, diet clubs don’t like you to weigh yourself at home. I can see why, home scales can sometimes be manipulated. Stand a little heavier on the left and woohoo you’re 2 lbs lighter. I get it I really do but who, Dear Reader, who doesn’t peek? You’d be mad not to have a look. You’d also be mad to weigh throughout the day but that’s my kind of mad apparently. While mildly obsessing over what goes in one end I’ve become very interested in what comes out the other end. It’s amazing the short term weight loss achieved by a good bowel movement.
I weigh at least 4 lbs more in the evening compared to the morning, sometimes 6 lbs. I’d prefer if the official weigh ins, the witnessed and recorded ones, could happen first thing in the morning and naked.
Which leads me to the topic of the weight of clothes.
Can I be the only middle aged dieter who weighs their outfits? Well maybe. Today I was pretty sure I’d lost weight so I went for a medium weight outfit. I weighed my entire wardrobe contents this morning so I can say this with certainty. As it turned out I could have gone heavy weight and still have showed a loss. Today’s outfit choice has given me the option of lighter outfits in weeks to come should I have a less successful diet week. In case of a very poor week I’ll be going saggy breasted, bras weigh much more than you’d think.

There is a lot of steel in mine to hold these puppies up! Poor shoulders permanently grooved by weight of tit plus good fitting brassiere! @Jazchapp Twitter
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