One of the reasons why I'm so easily discouraged by things is that I have no patience. I am Instant Gratification Man. I want things to happen now. If I start working out, I want to lose 5 pounds in the first week and 10 pounds in the second. I need positive reinforcement to motivate me, and not getting any discourages me and I usually dwindle -- something that applies to most aspects of my life, not just losing weight.

So I was pleasantly surprised when I got to the gym tonight and I'd lost another 2 pounds, despite the fact that I'd thought I'd plateaued for a while. I'm glad I went, because I almost didn't and I hoovered a fair amount of food tonight while watching the Lakers/Nets game. It took a while to show a little result, but hopefully now that I'm showing some progress, it will motivate me to keep going back. My only problem is that my body type is odd in that when I start losing weight, I shrink inwards. My arms and legs become very skinny while my torso still remains the same, when it's my torso that I'm looking at for results, and that's what shows results last. So the pants still fit the same, but my watch is flopping all over my wrist. Not exactly the kind of results that I was hoping for, but it's a start, I s'pose.