That's how I was this morning. Look out. Of course I immediately hopped on the scales to confirm my dramatic weight loss (that would cause yesterday's insulter to choke on his cereal) and nothing had happened.
A reminder to only worry about the weigh in once a week.
I seem to recall that when are making an effort it can take a few weeks for you to get into an unassailable routine, and for body to relinquish control of its stores and take you on a merry path of weight loss.
I suspect for me that this will start at the end of NEXT week, assuming I keep up my walking to work, and start smashing Cootha out on the weekend.
Guess we'll see.
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