This morning, Ric and I were talking about how this has become an increasingly acceptable statement...kind of a "Holy Cow!" or "Are you serious?!?" type thing. Whether you like it or not, it's here to stay, and something I say at least once or twice a day...including today, to Christine, when I stepped on the scale.
Lets briefly go back to last week...it was ANOTHER crazy one! There were meetings here, events there, and everything in between. Hell, there was even a Moe's Burrito and some chips thrown in! Missing a day at the gym, I was sure I wasn't going to lose any weight this past week, but I really didn't think I GAINED any either. So I'd have to take solace in the fact that I did the best I could, given the set of circumstances, and that I'd just have to add on another week that I wouldn't get closer to my 40 pound goal.
Well, prior to stepping on the scale, I gave Christine the short version: there were a lot of unexpected situations that came up, some indiscretions on my part, and I wasn't expecting miracles. If anything, maybe a couple tenths of a pound, as I've gotten so in tune with my body over the course of the past few months, I can sometimes feel if I've lost an ounce! I stepped on the scale, and saw a number that I had to double-check....did it REALLY say that? Had I really...LOST another
three pounds??? How in the hell did I manage that??? I joked with Christine and said "Shut. UP! There's no way I lost weight this week. Watch, I probably have some foreign form of typhoid fever or something that's making me lose weight..." Hey, if ya can't joke about typhoid, what can ya joke about? ;)
I digress. I am now 1.7 pounds away from my goal weight. It's still unbelievable to me. I can't believe someone called me "skinny" today. I don't know if it's a woman thing or a mental thing or a woman-mental thing, but I still see that heavier person in the mirror sometimes...actually, often. I imagine that sometime I'll see what other people see, but right now, I'll take seeing a new exciting number on the scale...I was going through some pictures from Free Money Friday, and came across this one:

I
literally did not recognize myself. I
literally did NOT realize that was me, until I took a closer look, as I asked "Who the hell grabbed the mic in the B95 gazebo on Friday? Wasn't I there the whole time?" Weird.
Keep goin....the journey is long, not always easy, and sometimes frustrating...but it's soooooooo worth it! I'm with ya!
Oh, and by any chance, do you ever walk into your office to find something that looks like THIS:

This is what I walked into this morning at the office. Cookies, homemade goodies, and brownies. WHAT ARE THEY TRYING TO DO TO ME????
Just thought I'd share...
Till next time,
~L