It's kind of like when you are pregnant for 9 months but in reality it's 10 months...I had my 4 week check with my doctor (let's call him Dr. Welby) today, but when I started bitching to him about how little I've lost in a month, he actually pointed out it's only been 3 1/2 weeks (or 26 days) and that I've done extremely good! Gah! This is why I hate math...I can't even figure out simple weeks according to the calendar!
So...I lost 2 pounds for the week (hence the bitching). Which is a total of 15 from when I started this crazy diet. Which is averaging 3 - 4 pounds a week (yet more math!). When I pointed out my calorie intake, Dr. Welby said that people who are on a complete "Gandhi-type" fast only lose about 3 pounds a week, so I can't expect more than what I am losing. I don't know if the Gandhi fasting story is really true, but I'm choosing to believe it, for my own sanity. After going on some more about calorie intake versus what I'm allowed to have (e.g. allowed 900 per day, averaging 700), and going from zero exercise to bike-riding most evenings, I paused to take a breath, saw the slightly stunned look on Dr. Welby's face, and said "I told you I get insane when I diet!" Guess what he answered back? "I believe you now." Sigh.
So, the plan for this next month, or 3 1/2 weeks, or WHATEVER, is for me to increase my exercise and keep on keeping on with what I've been eating. I did go two additional laps on my bike this evening...progress, right?