I found out that I was 10 lbs heavier than I thought I was when I took my dog to the vet and I had to stand on the floor scale with and without dachshund to get HER weight. "Shocked" would be putting it mildly-horrified, traumatized, terrified, desperate-
I usually wear skirts and dresses, which are much more forgiving in the waist and hips department than are slacks and jeans. I have adjusted my wardrobe accordingly, stepped up on the exercise (pushups, situps, and exercise bike) and I've cut out carbonated drinks by 90%. Seems to be working-my jeans are now fairly loose instead of almost unfastenable.
I actually started doing yoga yesterday. I keep them on my DVR and will probably do the programs a couple times a day. Back in February I dropped an inch by just walking during a three day SCA event and pulling little children around in a wagon. I know it was not an eating issue, since I was constantly eating. Unfortunately, in the city and 102 degree heat there aren't as many places that I can walk with five kids.
I notice the weeks that I don't eat as much are actually the weeks I seem to gain more. I assume it's the body's starvation mode.