Chronicles of a Late Bloomer

Maybe typing it will help me believe it:

According to this morning’s weigh-in, I’ve lost 10.8 pounds in the past 9 days.

That means that even with the 1.4-pound gain the first week, I’m down 9.4 pounds.

Holy cow.

It’s my birthday today. I’ll spend it working and then catching up on all the homework I didn’t do this weekend.

I didn’t do homework this weekend because I was cooking. I was busy making up batches of brown rice and steamed potatoes and poached chicken and quinoa. I was pre-cutting vegetables and fruit. I was making up little tupperwares full of readyfood to take the place of the readymade wrongfood that Theresa carted away on Saturday.

I’ve never done that before. Ever.