Week 10: the Play by Play

Okay, so remember last week when I was bragging about spending an entire week below 220? Well, apparently the evil weight loss demons got a hold of this information and decided to have some fun with me. It began on Sunday with a slight uptick to 219.5:

That made me very nervous, considering a spent most of the week at (what I thought) was a safe distance from the 220s. Now it was a mere half pound away! I tried to be good all day Sunday so that Monday’s weigh in wouldn’t be bad. And then it happened. Monday showed 220:

Okay. Fine. No problem. One day isn’t bad. In fact, going up while going down is very natural. Nothing to be concerned with. I’ll be good all day Monday and then Tuesday will be better:

Oh no. That’s two days in a row. Fine, fine. It happens. I’ll be VERY good on Tuesday so that when I weigh in on Wednesday, things will be right back to where they were last week. Wednesday:

Crap! That’s three days in a row. What’s going on here? Fed up, I decided to give in. I had a ginormous pile of french fries for lunch. Ha! Take that, evil weight demons!

Ironically, it would appear that ginormous piles of fries do have the ability to dispatch these demons back to the high calorie netherworld. For on Thursday I was greeted by an overnight two pound drop:

(Technical note: apparently I’m having a graphing problem as my 218 weight is displaying just above the 218 line. Don’t worry, it really was 218. In fact, it was 218 for two days in a row:)

By this time I figure I’ve leveled out again and things are back to where they were last week. Which on the one hand is good. But considering I’ve now moved to a weekly moving average for my weight, most of it was spent higher than the previous week. It may be Friday and I may be back to 218, but the week average was (at this point) 219.3. It would take a miracle to recover.

Enter, the miracle:

Saturday morning surprised me with a new low for this time around: 216.5. Wow.

Granted, this wasn’t enough to create a loss for the week but it was enough to keep my gain at a measly 0.1 pounds. Further, well heck, it’s a new low. Forget averages, I’ll take the 216.5 any day. Well, any day except any day from this point out. Because each day’s new low point is the next day’s high point. I’ll happily greet 216.5 once. I don’t ever want to see it again now.

Coming soon: how I ate a huge plate of fries, a one-pound serving of fried rice, several fast food meals, and even pizza to reach my all time new low. It would make a great diet best-seller if the answer wasn’t the exact thing people don’t want to hear.