I made it through the race in one piece. Finished in an hour and forty-six minutes. I was very surprised and delighted that my sister, Charlena, walked/jogged the race with me. I had some terrible cramps on the bus back, but I've fully recovered now.
Weigh-in was Monday. I lost 5 pounds. Again, I'm disappointed in that it was only 5 pounds, but it's still a loss! I won't complain about it. A loss is still a loss and I'm still not completely restricted. I have about 7cc in an 11cc band. Still a little ways to go, but the doc says I'm approaching the sweet spot for my height/weight.
The .5cc fill he gave me is noticeable. I made Jonathan some Chicken Pesto pasta last night and all I could eat were about three forkfuls. I felt restricted after the second and waited it out a bit. He's making roast beef in his new crockpot for dinner tonight. I am so excited because roast beef is one of my favorite dishes. Unfortunately, I expect not to be able to eat much of it. I'm eating a little less than a half a cup per meal these days. For instance, right now I have a 6" grilled chicken sub on my desk that has less than two bites out of it and I'm already full. It's a working lunch because I had to go home and lock the door 'cause someone forgot his keys in my car. (Being the nice girl I am, I went home to lock up during lunch and brought him his lunch that he forgot in the fridge.)