I woke up this morning feeling like a hippo. With great trepidation, I approached the scale … only to find that I’d stayed steady since yesterday.
Although, of course, I’d like to keep losing more than a pound a day, I’ve decided that this is pretty good, under the circumstances, which are that I got my period, and added way more salt to everything than Haylie could have possibly intended. I also didn’t watch portion sizes as carefully as I could have, and I was late with lunch, and starving by the time I ate it. (I really need to start making those crash stashes she talks about in the book.)
So, all in all, not bad. Even if I stay steady tomorrow, five pounds in a week is pretty crazy for me, and I’m still waiting to see what happens when Aunt Flo takes her voodoo off of me. When I was in my 20s, it was pretty predictable — I’d get my period and drop five to seven pounds that day. Now, I spend a day cramping and blowing up like a water balloon, and then I lose a few pounds after a day or two.
I will, of course, keep you posted with much more information than you ever asked for or needed. How are you all doing today? Anyone out there been through the hippo stage of her cycle on this diet?