Drumroll please!

For the last few weeks I've been stuck, and I just couldn't get below that 170 line. So this morning I stepped on the scale and it said . . .

167.

Since last Monday, I've been writing down everything I eat, even a breath mint, and calculating my points with the Weight Watchers system. I've been very aware of my water intake. I even exercised at least four times in the past week, even if a couple of times it was running errands and doing a lot of walking around various stores. One little bonus of all that water during the day: Office is upstairs. Bathroom is downstairs. I raced down and back up those stairs way too many times during the day. Then, even though the routine went out the window on Saturday and Sunday, I still tried to be cognizant of what I was eating, and chose water over a soda.

It could be getting enough water, or the sun shining more, or maybe just hormone fluctuations, but in the past week I have felt a real resurgence of energy and just plain willingness to take care of myself. I think it's working.