After five weeks of dieting my way through 2 boys' birthdays and my wedding anniversary, I have lost 8.5 pounds and have 16.5 lbs to go to my goal. I wish it was more, but given the amount of cake I've consumed so far on this diet I have to admit it's pretty darn good after all. Hopefully with all the celebrations behind me I'll be able to be just a tiny, itsy-bitsy bit more disciplined.
The one thing I find most helpful, but which I haven't been able to do as often as I'd like, is lifting weights at the gym. I know that sounds strange (really, really strange if you know me in person) but it's working all the same, and I enjoy it much more than I thought I would. Based in part on this book, I do 10 minutes of interval sprints on the treadmill and then spend 30 minutes working through every weight machine in the Y: 3 quick sets on each machine, no more than 5 reps in each set, all as heavy as I can stand. Hey, muscle burns fat, and since I am not over-burdened with muscle, I can use all the weight-training I can take.
The narcissism is over for today. Thanks for putting up with it.