Not feeling well today. Nothing to do with the drinking though. In fact, I DID make my goal yesterday. I cut it really close, but I made it. I even drank an extra 24 oz. of water. Thank god for things like hot chocolate and herbal tea, because I was getting really sick of Sprite and we’re out of juice, when it comes to making it to those last few ounces. Over the weekend, I was even trying to figure out a way to suddenly make coffee count, just because it was easier to drink, but I’ve been sticking to my guns and I’m proud of myself for that. Plain water is even becoming palatable. I’m seeing it as some sort of gross bare necessity. It’s becoming a more valid option, even without a lemon in it, which is usually the only way I can stand it.
I got weighed at the doctor this morning and I have officially lost two pounds. It’s not much. Hell, depending on how much clothes weighed either time I’ve stepped on the scale, I may not have lost anything, but I feel better, so we’re counting those two pounds as a win.
Today, Day 9, I feel yucky so let’s hope I can make it to my goal by the end of the day. I’m only at about 20 oz. so far since I took a long a nap following my appointment. We’ll see how it turns out tomorrow.