Another half pound?

You know, sometimes, just when we need it ... God allows some "extra" grace into our lives. Like today, for example.

I felt really bad from yesterday. Eating all those strawberries and all that chocolate. I actually had a hypoglycemic episode last night before bed from all that sugar. So ... I woke up this morning feeling guilty and sort of "blah" ... you know what I mean?

I can't imagine what possessed me to do it, but I stepped on the scale. (Maybe I wanted to see the damage with my own two eyes.) Anyway, I was down a half a pound! What? I stepped off, reset the scale, and stepped back on. Yep. Half a pound.

All of a sudden, it was like, "okay ... so, I had a bad night last night, but it's okay. It will be okay!" It was like a weight lifted. (Maybe a half pound weight?)

My food today has been good. I had scrambled egg, cheese, and ham on an oopsie roll for breakfast. Lunch was a spinach salad with grilled chicken. Dinner was beef brisket, green beans and cucumber salad.

I changed my "ticker" to reflect another half pound loss. I'm claiming it, baby! Hopefully, more will follow in short order!