Bitch-Scale is going down!

I'm updating you guys today on my weight loss because it has been one week since I started low carbing it and as of yesterday morning I lost...drum roll please...

Seriously people!  Somebody do the drum roll!

Nine pounds. 

That's right.  Yesterday marked a milestone in my life.  No it wasn't the nine pound loss, I have done that before.  Many, many times.  No, yesterday was the first time that I can remember that I wanted to express an emotion besides extreme hatred for bitch scale.  No really, that's her name.  I actually felt a little like she was finally on my side.

In the past we've had a love/hate relationship.  She's loved tormenting with the bad news and I hated getting it.  But someone once said, "The one who cares less holds the most power in a relationship."  I know this to be true.  Especially in this case.  She smirks when I walk by.  Swear to God, smirks.  I can hear her.  And when I step up.  Well, sometimes it's mortifying.  She laughs.  But the scales are starting to tip in my favor.  (Oh, I love it when I am funny like that.  Get it...scale tipping.)  And I think if things keep going the way they are; that power may very well be shifting.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not throwing her a party or anything that drastic yet, but I promise to keep you guys posted and let you know when I get to that stage. 

In the meantime go out and have some drinks and toast to my loss.  Really, go.  Out.  Have a drink for me, since alcohol is one of the things I have cut out for the foreseeable future.  Not forever.  What?  Are you crazy?  But for the time being, while my body is in this super fat burning mode, I am going to abstain. 

Promise to keep you guys posted.


PS:  Thanks for all the calls, comments and good wishes sent my way via email last week.  It really does make a difference.  Now I am off, into week two.  I am so kicking Week Two's ass!