Excruciatingly Slow

Today I entered my sixth week on Weight Watchers -- and I've lost a grand total of two and a half pounds. I've stuck to the plan perfectly (except during the week when my family visited, but even then I stayed within my "points") and I couldn't be more discouraged. Well, I suppose I could be, if I were gaining instead of losing. Still, I had hoped to lose at least five or six pounds in the first month, so I'm not super-happy that I lost only half that. If I had only ten or fifteen pounds to lose, it would make more sense. But with the amount I'm hoping to lose (forty pounds), it seems that staying on plan would make the weight just fall off, at least at first.

This time of year in particular, with all the "eating holidays" coming up, I know there's a good chance I would be gaining weight instead of losing any at all, so I'm trying to look at it that way. And, while I've made choices regarding food (both what and how much I eat) that may have been different before I started WW, I haven't felt hungry or deprived. This week, though, I felt like I was going to see a big drop. I felt lighter; my clothes seemed to fit better. Instead, I lost eight-tenths of a pound. I'm just going to stick with it and be glad I feel thinner. (I haven't been tracking measurements, but I will start.) That doesn't mean I'm not hoping for a bigger loss next week and faster results overall. It just means that I'm not going to let it get me down (and off-track).