I’ve lost 51 pounds!
Can you believe it? I can hardly believe it!
Look at this picture - that’s 50 pounds of sugar! I was walking around carrying all that every single day. No wonder my legs don’t ache like they used to.
On one hand, I look at how far I still have to go to lose 100 more pounds and it’s disheartening. I have another year at least to see that goal, and I’m sure I’ll have to step up the exercise to get there.
On the other hand, I’m so happy with how hard I’ve worked and what I’ve accomplished. It hasn’t been easy. It’s been HARD.
Last night my daughter-in-law said, “you’re looking skinny!”
Skinny + me has never been uttered in the same sentence. Well, not since I was in college anyway.
I am feeling very weak at times. I’ve had an emotional week and have been tempted to drown my sorrows in ice cream. Instead, I let myself cry my eyes out - something I’ve not allowed myself to do in a long time. I’m not much of a cryer.
I have had to face my issues instead of hiding them behind fat. It’s hard. It’s probably the hardest part of all this — the emotional roller coaster I ride. I can’t go into details without revealing who I am, but trust me when I say the life I live is a real challenge, full of stress, and in the past I dealt with it by eating junk food.
Having a good cry burns calories doesn’t it?
Any advice for me as I tackle the next 100 pounds?
