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The Weight Watchers scale said that I’m down one more pound this week. Again, the scale at home said no such thing, but I’ll believe the WW scale, I suppose. This puts me officially on a downward trend, which is awesome.

I went for a walk-jog three days last week: Sunday morning, Tuesday evening, and Thursday evening. My “Aunt Flo” showed up in time for the weekend, so I opted to skip Sunday morning’s jog. Today, I was recovering from a busy day at work, after a late night watching YouTube videos, so I not only skipped my evening jog, but I inadvertently took a half-hour nap on the loveseat downstairs.

I’m going to make a concerted effort not to let this new habit fade out before it has a chance to take hold. Surprisingly enough, I’ve really been enjoying my jogs, once I get out there and do it. I used to think I hated running, but I think I just hated running in gym class, at the ass-end of the pack, feeling like people were staring at me because I still had two more laps around the gym when most everyone else was already done. Running at my own pace makes me feel fantastic.

This weekend, Aaron and I ate lunch at the International Festival, at the mosque in Perrysburg; had Korean with friends; made takoyaki (octopus dumplings) at home; and I *still* lost a pound. This gives me hope for the future: maybe this way of eating is totally sustainable for me, if I can eat especially healthy during the week, eat fun things on the weekends, and still lose weight.