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One of the things that has gotten me through a lot of life is a good sense of humor.

I bring that to my photography by actually encouraging families to act goofy and then creating an outtakes file with some hilarious pictures in it.

This picture was from a recent family shoot. The kids faces were communicating to me “lady, seriously, we are at about 487 pictures and I am only a kid, are you really going to keep taking more?” So I asked them to just “be themselves” and this is what I got!

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Humor has also played into my diet…

Since starting the diet last week, I have tried to bring my sense of humor to the table. Ba dum bum. Get it? That was a joke… humor to the TABLE… instead of FOOD… because I’m on a diet.

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Last week, as you remember, I was at a whopping 146.6 pounds w/27% body fat.

For someone who is normally around 117, that was shocking to me. If I didn’t practice using my sense of humor, I would have cried all the way home. For the entire week since my doctor’s visit I have been working hard to cut back on the wrong foods, eat the right ones, drink lots and lots… and LOTS of water so I can stay the course and move toward health. The second full day of the diet I thought I was going to DIE with a T at the end. I emailed my friend and said:

I think this diet is killing me! I’m not going to make it!

It was the day my body was learning to live on healthy veggies and proteins instead of sugars. Radical, I know.

So 3:00 pm rolls around and I go to my doctor’s appointment today.

I could tell my diet coach was super excited to see the IMMENSE weight-loss I had procured over the past week. So as she readied the scale and she checked my progress on my food log…

Which – sidenote – I ROCKED my diet log to the SAUCE this week. People, it had CHECK boxes for everything like how much water I drank to my vitamins, to proteins.  To this achiever, that diet log was the perfect jumpstart for me!

So as she was oooing and ahhhing over how well I did my first week and congratulating me on staying the course I stepped on the scale… The angels descended from heaven and the weight stabilized and registered and then the scale that would determine my weekly destiny dinged out:  144.6

My diet coach’s face fell and she said “Oh! 2 pounds. That is um, awesome!”

Riiight. But I stayed in the moment because honestly, I am thrilled for the 2 pounds. I’m thrilled that it isn’t 7 pounds or 10 pounds because really, is that sustainable? Is it healthy? I was kind of praying for either (1) a weight stabilization (since all I’m really doing is changing the KIND of food I’m eating every day), or (2) only a slight (1 – 2 pound) weight loss because I am SO suspect of all of those diets where you lose 10 pounds the first week, it all ends up being water-weight, and then you gain in back 6 months later. PLUS, I lost an inch off my waist.

For me, 2 pounds and an inch off my waist is a substantial victory.

My diet coach sent me on my way with a parting “We will see a much more profound loss next week! Here’s to losing!”

I giggled all the way home!