I've been trying to be a big girl about it, but frustration was making its way back into my life. Finally the scale moved a little, I'll take 2 pounds in a heart beat. I've said it before, I shall say it again, I don't care how long it takes me to get there, as long as I get there. Now, I'm more than half way to my goal. 48 pounds to go sounds so manageable to me. I can't remember the last time I felt so confident about reaching my goal. When I stop and break things down, I'm so hopeful...when I lose half of what I have left...I'll only be 24 pounds overweight! That just baffles me. I'm excited and it lights a little fire in me to think about my goals on a smaller scale.
In other news, my restriction is strange. Some days I can barely eat and some days I could eat my shoe if I put my mind to it. I realize that I'm dealing with head hunger much more than I have before and I need to address it and put a plan into action. I've been tracking my food and I think that's a good place to start. I really need to exercise more, but hate the cold weather and it makes me a total slug (not excuses you say...I'm sorry, have we met?) I have some horrifying before pictures to post soon and I will. Things are crazy busy at work and I haven't had time to blog much, things should even out soon. Today I register my baby for HIGH SCHOOL! I have a lump in my throat, how did this happen? Also, in the "how did this happen department" I'm turning 48 this month. I have no doubt that I will reach my goal of being fit when I turn 50. I have a 30 year class reunion this summer and I'm not even freaking out about it, I'm actually looking forward to it.
Wow, that was long, if you're still here...I hope you have a wonderful day!