Weighing in this morning at 208.2 lbs
That’s Right. I did that.
I will admit that the extra 1 pound that crept in over Easter scared me. Every week I worry that this is as far as I can go, this is the weight I will forever be and there might not be any hope for me. This kind of fear and worry I would call healthy. It brings consciousness and attention to what would otherwise be neglected. It’s the same kind of fear and worry you would use to not fall off a cliff. Now, I know we’re supposed to weigh in only once per week but I just love keeping track and watching the progress. I would have missed this exciting moment had I waited until Friday. If I am Up a pound or two I know I need to adjust and tweak my efforts in some areas. If I am under, well, I get to celebrate. Like today.