On September 27, 2012 the scale read 239.
Today, that scale, and the body that stood on that scale, was 50 pounds lighter.
And that absolutely blows my mind.
I can remember thinking at some point, a long time ago, how it would be crazy to weigh 185. That I’d actually be happy with weighing 185. Well, now that I’m almost there, I can’t imagine being satisfied with that number. Not at all.
At this point, I’m halfway to my goal. And it’s getting harder, y’all. The scale is a stubborn cuss that likes to play with the same 5 pounds until she finally gives. It’s frustrating to say the least.
But I will keep at it…
Keep making healthy choices.
. Keep exercising.
. Keep praying.
Because I can’t do this alone. And it’s not getting easier.
But this is totally happening.
Thanks for your support, friends.