There was a time, when I was weighing in every morning, without failure. It becomes part of the routine, it's painless, no fuss. You note the changes day to day- too little fiber: uh-oh, I'm up. Ate my oatmeal - back to normal. Then, as you reach the desired weight, it becomes less and less important. After a while, you drop the habit and then.... somehow, your pants get a little more snug. The size that you normally ask for in a clothing store is not quite right...
So, I checked my weight. It's ok, it is my normal winter-weight. I know I can get to my goal.
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