Hi y'all. My last blog post was about trying to catch the wagon. I have caught up to it and am riding it down the road. We are not going as fast or as hard as we used to but we are going.

I went to the doctor yesterday for drugs to treat a lovely infection. When your kidneys start acting up it hurts. Hopefully the 3 prescriptions I got will get it taken care of. I realized that when they weighed me it would be my first "official" weigh in since October when my journey really started.

So the pressure was on. What would it say? Would it even be close to mine? Fingers crossed and prayers said. I was mad when I stepped on that scale. 5 pounds heavier than mine. I have been bouncing around in onederland for awhile. Their scale showed a big round 200. I was upset.

Then I thought about it.
There scale is 5 pounds heavier than mine.
That's 19 pounds gone in 10 months.
It was in the middle of the day and fully dressed & still had shoes on.
I have drank my weight in water over the last couple days.
At the family reunion last weekend I ate NO sweets. Nothing. No even one little cookie.
I also did not eat until I was so stuffed I could not move. I ate just enough.
I buy size large shirts and shorts are 2 to 3 sizes smaller than last summer.
I bought a new swimsuit and actually wore it in public.

So while their scale did not show what I wanted it to - that's ok.

Because look how far I have come!! Now that is something to be proud of!