I love Wednesdays, but I also dread them.
It's the middle of the week, you're getting closer to two days off, but... it's weigh in day.
It's funny, I walk in to WW, pay my money, and get ready to get on the scales. Every week I think I haven't done well, and nearly every week I surprise myself with a loss.
Today, 800 grams. That gets me up to 6.7 kilos.
I had lunch with some old workmates today. We catch up for lunch once a week. Today one of them told me she could see it in my face. (The loss). She said I'm getting my checkbones back. My dimples also seem to have returned.
Countdown to weigh in: 8 days