So, about a month ago, I decided to give up all meat products (I don't miss it at all since we typically do not eat much meat). Though, at the time, I forgot how much I love grilling season and pork loin roasts. But, I digress... At about the same time, I also joined a gym. My goals were not so much to lose weight as they were to get in shape and be nicer to my body. I could stand to lose about 15 lbs. If I lost 20 lbs I would be both shocked and ecstatic. But the 15 lbs would be very nice. Anyway, I happened to read a book my friend sent me, "The Skinny B!tch", in which they not only tell you how to eat healthier, but they enlighten you [none-so-gently] about the meat industry, the FDA, all the other governmental agencies who supposedly have our best interests in mind (yeah right). It wasn't so much new information, as I've been alive 45 years and have read numerous 'diet' books. But it was illuminating to have it thrown in my face the truth about the horrible conditions in which animals that we we eat are treated and slaughtered and packaged (or not in some case). 'Nuff said. So, I initially lost 5 lbs in the first 10 days. Water weight likely. I've been going to the gym somewhat steadily, my back is strong enough that now I think I can do the pilates and/or yoga classes without injury or strain. I'm excited. I haven't lost any more pounds. However, I have lost inches. My clothes are looser and I can see that I have a wee bit more definition in my upper arms as well as my hiney. I am sleeping better and I have less late day sugar cravings. I'm drinking more water and 'going' regularly now. Then my H opened his big stupid mouth. Yesterday, H asked me if I lost any more weight. I asked him why he asked. He said, <drum roll> "Because it really doesn't look like it. You lost 5 lbs at the beginning but now it looks like nothing has happened since." Nice. Real nice, honey. I pointed out my inches lost and the other positive changes from my dietary changes...how much better we're eating, better sleeping, feeling healthier, etc. It fell on deaf ears. His comment was hurtful to me. Sometimes I think he goes out of his way to tear my down. Anyway, I'm trying not to let it get to me. I am meeting my friend at the gym this afternoon.