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Anywho - I'm back. Sorry for the lack of posts the past few days...I went to Dunkirk Tuesday and then Rochester Wednesday for a few hours, and man, was I tired.

I have to give myself a little slack, as I just had surgery three weeks ago, and am still recovering. Walking around for more than 45 minutes is a little tiresome, but I am getting better I think.

My body is definitely changing, while unfortunately, the number on the scale is not. I am at a bit of a stall, and was actually encouraged from my online buddies to up my calories. I was averaging about 500-600 calories, and yesterday I had about 850. I am hoping that my body will get out of starvation mode, and get back into losing mode. I am going to take a walk today also, as it is one of the few nice days apparently that WNY is having. Hooray!

Next weekend we are traveling off to my future in-laws! I am excited and hope that "pouchy" behaves herself. I would like to go into NYC, and hope that my legs and my pouch allow me to do that. I don't know how much vacation time I am going to have around Christmas and Thanksgiving, so I figure we should go together now. Not a bad way to spend your "disability" time right? :)

Today I started the day of with a no sugar added carnation instant breakfast. It doesn't have as much protein as the bariatric fusion, but it is a lot "thinner" then the thick shakes. It actually tastes pretty good too. For lunch I will probably have some of the white chicken chili from the Cheesecake Factory, and dinner, I may actually cook for JMac and I! (what?!). Probably this Poblano and Onion Chicken Burger (sans bun for me) and some oven fries.

That being said, I better get my butt moving. Thanks for reading ya'll

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