Day 10: Wednesday - the day of the scale

As anyone who has had an issue with weight can probably tell you - the scale is a horrible thing.  It is an instrument of terror that should be avoided at all costs.  It could be used as a torture device.  Anticipation of having to get on it causes fear.  Knee-buckling fear.  Here at the DFC - Wednesday is weigh in day.  For this first week, it has been 8 days since we last weighed in.  Everyone (who stays on program) certainly feels better - but will that show on the scale?  I am on a low sodium diet, so I should lose plenty of water weight, at a minimum - but will I?  What if I came down here, and spent time and money - and don't lose anything?  What if.... what if.... what if.......  Well - the good news is, it was good news.  It was worth it!  Not that I broke any records, I am sure - but it was moving the right direction!  I am not deluded enough to think this volume of loss with continue each week.  The first week is always the biggest.  But I am very happy with the loss.  I don't look any different, but I feel different.  That counts for something - right? =) 

There is one guy here (who tends to be a bit of whiner anyway) who lost 11 pounds.  Eleven pounds in a week - and he wasn't happy with that.  This is also the guy that wants the staff here to guarantee large amounts of weight loss.  He seems to miss the point that his success is his ability to change.  His ability to eat well, and move his rear.  Needless to say, he has moments of working my last nerve with his never-ending complaining.  Dude - you are here.  Shut up (sorry Dad) and take advantage of it.  Geesh.

Today I had my first disappointing meal.  It was all my fault.  I apparently took leave of my senses last week when doing my menu.  I picked some falafel something or other (chickpea patties) - they were disgusting, and I didn't eat them.  Good for me - less calories.  Bad for me - I am going to be starving tomorrow!  Oh well - I will survive.  Hopefully I made better choices for tomorrow.

The request was made for pictures of the people here at FC.  I took this with my phone today at breakfast without him knowing.  This is Howard.  Unfortunately, you can't tell exactly how blue his hair is.  All of that lighter gray hair is in fact light blue.  It worked well for me that he likes to hear himself talk enough that he didn't know I was snapping pictures. 

I will work on more pics as time goes on.....




I also attempted to play Bingo tonight (they have Bingo every Wednesday at the DFC at 6:15pm).  I don't know what made me think I would like it.  Bingo drives me crazy.  I tried it.  I left before the last game.  I have learned that it isn't just Bingo at Coopers that drivers me crazy.  It is Bingo in general. 

Tomorrow night is karoake night.  I can't wait to see what a mess this results in!  Who goes and sings karoake when they are sober?!?!?!  This is unheard of!  I will not be singing, but I can spectate with the rest of them!  What is your favorite Karoake memory?  I know you all have one.