Okay, so leg is feeling healed up. Hit the scale tonight, last weigh in from my contest. I did not hit my goal, but TBH, it was a bit lofty and didn't really expect it to happen. Not if I was doing things from a healthy balanced standpoint anyhow. What I did manage was a progressive, incremental loss of 12lbs over roughly the same number of weeks. Actually came out to around 0.9lbs per week as an average. This is not a bad thing. If I could maintain something like that over several months,, I would pretty much be at my realistic goal before summer of next year.
The biggest thing for me was simply not losing my head. I've had some stress and adversity over the last few weeks, and managed to keep myself from either mindlessly snacking or resorting to alcohol. As a side note: Because of the leg, I haven't been able to go to the gym for the last 2 weeks, so one of my stress outlets was taken away from me.
Yes. I am patting myself on the back. I'm trying to avoid the whole, "pride goeth before a fall" level of ego stroking, but yeah, I think I deserve to at least be kinda happy about it.
Tonight is usually a slow night at work, so I'll try to catch up with a few diaries from all of you good folks. TTFN. (channeling my inner Tigger)