I don’t do selfies. I have nothing against them, it’s just that I photograph terribly under the best of circumstances and selfies are hardly the best of circumstances. So there are not going to be any before and after pics of me.
Nonetheless, a picture is worth a thousand words soooooo:
This past April, that skirt, which is the garment behind the trousers, was tight on me. The trousers were a recent purchase and they fit me (for now). The skirt is literally falling off me. 4 inches off the hips alone!
On impulse, I weighed myself this morning and discovered I’m down another 2 pounds which makes about 35 lost total.
1.5 more pounds and I will be a third of the way to my goal weight.
I wish I could say this gets easier. It doesn’t. I was at a function that had appetizers the other day and while I didn’t eat my weight in cheese and while I stuck to a few things that seemed on the healthier side, I still had some amaretto cheesecake shooter dessert thing (basically cheesecake in a shot glass which was tastier than it sounds) that I didn’t need and wasn’t worth the calories.
Food. God, I think about food ALL OF THE TIME. It really is like an addiction.
But I have definitely made progress. That’s what I need to keep telling myself.