(Okay I was kidding about "they" suggesting you switch husbands, but I'm not kidding that my current is my fourth. What can I say? I'm a slow learner. Or impatient. Or ...)
For that matter, Daily Mile begins its week on Monday, as well. It'll be so nice to have everything tracked from the same starting point. (And while we're talking about Daily Mile, do check out the widget in the right-hand sidebar that shows my total miles this year. I'm really loving seeing that number get bigger. It's a nice counterpoint to the scale number.)
I expect a loss tomorrow. If you read my post on Friday, you'll recall there's a three-pound difference between my two sets of bathroom scales, with the body-fat scale showing the lower weight. So I feel like I'm giving myself a pass, in a way, but it's not just a pounds pass, it's an emotional pass, as well.
And who knows which one of them is weighing accurately? If I wanted to get real nitpicky about it, I could weigh myself on both of them and average the results. But I DON'T want to get nitpicky, I just want to follow my plan and lose a pound a week. I'm hoping on those weeks where I don't lose, there might be a slight difference in body fat. And if not? Well, I live in a county where three rivers conflux. There are plenty of bridges to jump from.
I KID! AGAIN!
P.S. Sending good thoughts for strong muscles and endurance and, yes, patience, to my pals in the northeast and Canada. I hope your electricity stayed on and there's maybe a teen-ager nearby who can help you shovel out. So glad the storm has passed, but the aftereffects can be even more damaging. Wishing you well.
