DYJCMF: End of Week 2

I have no idea how this happened.

I have been eating enough -- fruit for breakfast, soup or salad for lunch, and chicken/fish and veggies for dinner. I consume far more handfuls of nuts and raisins than are recommended by dieticians. I have cut out alcohol, but apart from that, I haven't removed anything in its entirety from my diet. I've even had a bite here and there of bread, pasta and chocolate. I haven't run an inch, or done any exercise apart from walking, since the half marathon.

Despite all of this, somehow, my scale told me on yesterday's weekly weigh-in...
THAT I HAVE LOST 7 MORE LBS!

WTF? Is my scale broken? Has there been some strange seismic shift in gravitational pull over the past week? Has one of my limbs fallen off without me noticing? I don't get it. It's a complete and utter mystery to me how this has happened. I was aiming, realistically for 2, 3 if I was lucky. But 7?

Not that I'm complaining. First of all, let's face it--I'm kicking Blake's ass and homeboy better step it up a notch if he doesn't want to foot my fine dining bill come mid-May's trip to Chicago.

Secondly, suddenly I can go shopping in my closet, trying on things I haven't worn in a while and marvelling at the fact that doggonit, they fit.

Thirdly, I've finally shed those pesky 10 lbs that I gained on my move over here that really had NO BUSINESS being on my body in the first place.

And fourth, and most importantly, I have arrived at THE TIPPING POINT...you know that number on your scale that counts as the low end of your average, and you feel generally okay there, but if you push past it and continue to lose, then suddenly you feel light, and fancy and free!

So in other words, the next 5-10 should be a doozy.

Update:
Alice's weight as of the 1st Monday: 0 lbs.
Alice's weight as of the 2nd Monday: -5 lbs.
Alice's weight as of the 3rd Monday: -12 lbs.