I’ve lost another four pounds since last Friday; I am now precisely 11 pounds above my low. While things slowed down considerably this week, I’m still losing, and that’s progress. The rapid loss I had last week was much like the loss people see at the very beginning of a diet; a water loss, which is usually a lot more impressive on the scale than actual loss of body fat.

Water, water – EVERYWHERE.

Although seeing big losses makes me feel good, and I have needed that boost, knowing that I’m to the actual body reduction part of weight loss is also encouraging. I’m also a little bit surprised that I don’t have more than 11 pounds to lose; I’m confident I can reach my previous low mark, and break through it.

I’ve made the decision to tighten up my weekend eating; this had gotten out of hand. I’m also avoiding empty carbs/calories, such as fruity drinks, even though they taste good and that’s what everyone else is drinking. I have to remember that my friends can drink these things with less consequence than I do.

I’m back to accounting for every little thing I put in my mouth, so I know exactly what I’m really eating. This is an exercise in discipline, and I generally do well with my eating when I do this. I’m also working on drinking half my weight in ounces of water each day, which I have to admit is my biggest challenge — at my weight, that is a lot of water.

Basically, what I’m doing is a return to a discipline of awareness, which I have pushed away for months. It takes discipline to lose weight when you face a number of metabolic issues; and if I’m not willing to analyze what I’m doing in depth, no one will.