Yes, boys and girls, it's scale day. AND I REMEMBERED!
So, been working this week, at faire, where you can't do anything with out needing to walk, as well as some light construction... I thought, wow, I should at least be down a pound. I have been going at the water heavily, lots of exercise, fresh air, all that crap that's good for you, so I was ready for my reward.
NOTHING CHANGED. I didn't go up, OR down. My scale, which bless it, does the math, said, literally, 0.0 lbs.
I talked this over with my Mom. I wasn't angry, just highly, highly confused. I should have lost weight, I did stuff right.
Then she mentioned... Bathroom habits. Uh, well, could have been better, yes. Was I eating carbs. Uh. Peanut butter a carb? Uh. Yeah. Salt? I was going to say no to this, until I remembered a couple high salt meals. (Kraut, anyone?)
So. I guess this is a lesson. I can't change all my habits, and see a change. One good habit, one bad habit, it evens out to zip.
BUT... On the bright side, I did get a lot of good exercise, and I was actually feeling quite good during most of faire, (with the exception of my face, which was sunburned, even after slathering enough sunscreen on that I looked waxy... eeeew....), so I will just call it a good week, as I didn't gain, and go from there. But, ya know, I really want to get going down again...
I will be off and away again, to Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival (OFFF), and will hopefully be able to post pix and such of both fair(e)s when I get back, as it is the last 'big' event for me for a while.
Then I can do laundry... eeep.