I had to go to the Dr. today for him to take 5 minutes, examine my knee, and tell me to wear a brace when I work out. Man I'm an easy patient :) He was waaay more impressed with the number on the scale than anything else! It's really good to hear him be so excited for me, because I need a boost lately. I've been seriously allowing myself to slide, and it's not lookin' pretty. I've lost 44 lbs in 21 weeks, which is GREAT! but when you start to lose momentum and see .2 losses (or worse, gains!) it makes no difference how much I've lost or how quickly, and relatively easy it's come off.
So I need a goal. I've thought a lot about it. I really wanted to be down 50 by our 8 year anniversary (this weekend) and that ain't happening. BUT I definitely can be before my mom gets here on the 16th! 6 lbs in 2.5 weeks is doable for me. It's important to me. It's a number I haven't seen in over 5 years. GEEZ!! It means getting back to tracking. It means throwing away all the crappy food I've let slip through the door this month. It means controlling myself and pushing a little bit more. Maybe I'll start daily weighing again. That really kept me honest. Maybe I'll lose my mind and start saying numbers on here. That would make me cry...
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