I am holding steady at 243. Two weeks and 7 pounds down. Not bad at all. I used the long weekend (long because Jeff had Monday off and we had no plans at all!) to indulge a little. The difference is that I am indulging in sorbet and small bits of cheese now, rather than M&Ms.

Went to bed hungry last night. This is a good sign. I firmly believe that one should go to bed hungry as often as possible. I think it teaches discipline.

I am already seeing some changes in my body. More defined lines on my arms, collar bones, my pants are starting to slip.

I still feel a bit wobbly, like something stressful could push me over the edge back into fat girl behavior. But each day that I see the scale go down or remain the same, I am stronger.

This week I need to increase my water intake. And my strawberry intake. Both are on the agenda.