Finally remembered to get on the scale and I’m 234.7, which makes it 15 pounds. Yeah, you can see it in my face, and my clothes are getting lose. It still doesn’t feel like I’m no longer carrying 3 5lb. bags of flour, but chest la vie. It can only help.
I tend to lose weight during the summer anyway – I don’t like to eat much before a performance and we have 5 performances a week (god, that’s only 3 short of Broadway). Because I’m busy I don’t have as much time to sit around and eat, plus I’ve been off sugar long enough that it no longer calls to me, thank God.
I don’t remember how low I got when we started refab. Maybe into the 220s but I don’t remember that I did. I may have just dipped to 229 (but I started at about 10 pounds higher). So it would be very nice to be in the 220s, which I should be by the end of summer.
And my shoulder is doing well, even though it’s healing very slowly (saw the doctor today). These things just take time, I guess.
Performance tonight as Chief Eagle Feather in Annie Get Your Gun, tomorrow as Mrs. Dubose in To Kill a Mockingbird, then an unexpected day off, followed by a matinee and an evening. Hey, if Hillary can run for president then I can do five shows a week. Except she’s in better shape than I am.