And the results are.....
Starting point minus 9.2 pounds!
Exercise-wise, I can't complain there, either. I find myself with bursts of energy that just won't be denied. The other day DH, Andrew, and I went to the park for a picnic, and I couldn't wait to get done so I could hoof it once around the track (okay, part of that was the big, luscious hunk of Colby sitting in front of me and SCREAMING my name, I just had to get away from it!). I've been concentrating on getting my 10,000 steps on my pedometer every day, but Andrew took off with my toy and now I'm lost without it!
Anyway, obviously something's working. Hurrah! I feel like I've won the first battle, but what about the war?
Thank God the war is nothing but a string of battles! There's hope for me yet!