When it's time to change

I am a creature of habit. Since I was in, oh, second grade, I have a routine. And I stick with it. When I was little, every night at 8 pm was bath time. I didn't care if I was sick as a dog, or if I was in the middle of a marathon game of Don't Spill the Beans, when 8 rolled around you knew where to find me.

At 30, I'm still the same person. So when I started Weight Watchers in 2006, I went on a Monday at 5:30, right after work. And it worked well - I had great success during that first go-round. Now, battling post-baby weight, I've decided to change things up.

If we go out to eat, we typically do it on the weekend. So even if I've done well all along, I often feel like I'm holding on to water weight from the extra sodium that every restaurant that's not my kitchen packs into their portions. Which, while it does reflect my eating habits, might not give me a completely realistic picture of what I lost (or gained) in the previous week. So I 've switched my weigh in to Friday.

So far so good: Down 1.4! This weekend posed some unique challenges, with my niece's bhigh school graduation party and a trip out of town to visit family, so we'll see if I can get it in check between now and next Friday. Wish me luck!