my weigh in day. the day i can officially move my ticker.
i said i wanted to reach 218 by valentine's day, but i guess i am going to strive for 215.
if i make it, great. if i dont, great.
not a bad weigh in, considering i had olive garden on friday and a calzone and candybar yesterday.
thats right. r. got me a candybar. i avoided it for about three hours after i tracked it in my tracker, and then ate it.
i was thinking about changing my weigh in day. if i eat heavy foods, it is generally on the weekend, which always skews my numbers. i KNOW i cant gain a pound on one day. but today went well.
i screamed so loud when i saw that number. i hopped on and off about ten times and even saw 217, but no 219.
so, im 218.
i am so proud of myself. i hate to say it but i am. this is something i did, with no prodding from anyone. i did this, in secret at first, just for me. and i can do it.
i finally found something i am good at.
that click has to happen, though. this time last year, i was in the thinking stage. wondering if i could do it. doubting myself but was gonna try.
i get a lump in my throat thinking of how close to 200 i actually am. not that it will change anything.. i wont be a different person, my problems wont go away, but it will be different. i will be, in some way, different.
i am not wasting away thinking about two hundred, though. i am just focused on seeing 217 again.
thats a good number.
the duncanator is hungry. momma forgot his dinner, he thinks.