Imagine a game of ice hockey. That is how I'm feeling about my diet this morning.
A competitive spirit is at work with the scale, attempting to block me from achieving another ten pound goal.
For some reason, my weight-loss always seems to hover as I near each ten pound mark.
I'll be so close to getting another ten pound certificate to post on my board and so confident that I'll achieve the goal at the next weigh-in, but then it takes up to two weeks to break it. Then once again the weight starts dropping with ease, until I hit the next 10 pound plateau.
Perhaps I need to get more proactive and engage in more of the proven strategies to outsmart the ten pound goalies.
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