Broke the barrier!!!

Alright - I broke through the 180 barrier today. It may not last (God, I hope it does) - but at least this morning at 8:50 am I was at 179-1/2. I was so excited when the balance scale started to tip down at 178 - I thought I was going to dance a jig right there on the scale.

I always lose the first 5-6 pounds pretty quickly - then it takes 3-4 weeks to lose the last 4 and then forever to break through the 10 pound barrier and get down into the next weight loss bracket. But I'm encouraged by the fact that I lost 3-1/2 pounds last week and 1-1/4 so far this week. It gives me hope that my goal of 170 is possible by Aug. 17. I just have to keep up the work since it's so easy to get excited about seeing the weight come off and then relaxing my guard about eating.

I've been taking my Metabo Extreme every morning but keep forgetting to take the afternoon dose. Other than the first day where I was really loopy, I've felt just fine. I think I was pretty dehydrated that first day I took it and I've made it a point to drink at least 64 oz. of water every day (yuck). I need to get some sun tea made so I can have ice tea in the refrigerator - flavored water that I can drink much better than straight water.

The MetaboX says that for people 180+ you can lose up to 7-10 pounds per week. I'm hoping it'll just help me lose 5 lbs. per week. I really want to work to make sure that my calorie restriction doesn't slow my metabolism down to non-existent because then I won't lose weight either.

I felt so horrible on Sunday and was so convinced that Monday the scale was going to go right back up to 184 again and I feel so great today about getting below 180. It really gives me hope. I'm focused on Aug. 17 and 170 lbs. right now - but if i can get there it'll give me that much more hope to get down around 150-155 by October 22nd (college homecoming - sorority sisters I haven't seen since before I got married and fat).

Well, that's it for now. Beyond swamped yesterday and didn't get a chance to log on and my mom-in-law called 2nite to say that G-Grampa (inlaw) has probably only a few hours left - he had surgery this past Friday and my hubby didn't think he'd survive this one and it looks like he was right. I feel so bad for him even though he says he's been expecting it for the past 15 years - it still has to be rough. I've been expecting my Gramma to die since I was 14 (she's been telling me she was going to die since I was 14) and she's 85 now - so even though you half expect it any day I still think it'll be really hard the day I get the call. Especially since she's scheduled for heart valve repair/replacement Sept. 1. Now I think I'm going to be paranoid about that.....Guess I can channel that into "not eating" energy. Make it a positive side-effect. (How horrible am I????)