I got thrown off a bit with lack of sleep.  I ended up eating more than I wanted to.  I swallowed a tablespoon of castor oil.  Lets just say I lost 1.6lbs in an evening.

I finally took a big dump and lo and behold...210.0lbs registered.

I weighed myself on Thursday and I was 210.8lbs so I'm just a good poop away from dropping more weight.  I haven't had a good poop in a while, but progress is progress.

So my mom handed my two pounds of fried rice when I picked up my kids.  That night I slept-ate all of the rice.  I went from 214.8lbs to 216.8lbs.  I spend the next few days fasting hard.  I lost two pounds so I'm almost back to the weight I landed on last week.  This pisses me off.  Now I'm aiming for 212lbs by this coming Friday.

I weighed myself on the Friday, but I couldn't post this until Monday.

I replaced my old scale with a digital scale so for this week I'm not sure how much I weighed last week compared to today.  Moving forward the measurements will be more accurate and easy to read.

I twisted my ankle this week so I only got one walk in.  Plus there was a BBQ I went to so I broke my fast; it took a couple days to get back on track.

Disappointed.  I know I did better this week with food and walking.  My body is fighting my mind.  My mind is stronger than my body.  I'm not quitting.

Drinking lots of water, but I haven't pooped in days.

Discipline and patience.