Day eight

So it's a weigh day... Woke up dreading this a little.  Ok a lot.  With the scale being the only numerical gauge of my health in this situation it is terrifying, it being the only thing that is telling me if I'm actually making any progress.  I'll probably pontificate on how I hate weighing myself more every Wednesday.  But being that I just started this a week ago this was something I was worried about, if my first weigh in was bad, like I'd gained or something then this blog would probably fall off my brain as another fail.

Weight
276.4  Naked and wet, first thing in the morning.
This is a hell of a drop for a week of just pretty much trying to not snack my brains out.  I haven't been more active or cut back on the size of what I'm eating, just tried to keep sugar out of my damn mouth.  And as you have seen, I haven't exactly been trying -that- hard.  Six pounds (even if a little of it is clothes and food) Is pretty damn good.  Honestly I was expecting to be the same or higher.

Today's menu
11:30 ish: Cocoa! ^_^
3 ish:  chicken sandwich, a handful of fruity pebbles and a butter finger
7:30 ish: a sloppy joe sammich.
snackies: 2 fun sized twix

I broke my first pic rule today because of how utterly terrible my first pic was... Eyes closed, angry face and it cut off at my chin.  It really was so bad I decided to go with the first pic where I was awake >.<