As my goal date (April 1st) for my first weight goal approaches I'm filled with excitement and fear.

Fear of failing is ever present. I know that if I reach my goal a day later it will still be an incredible victory but it would be somewhat bittersweet. Last week I fluctuated but didn't really have much of a loss. This week I've managed to break through that rut and see some changes but will it be enough or will it simply be fluctuations at 1 pound lower? As the big day approaches I grow fearful and anxious because I feel the time running out. No the world won't end on April first, yes, I can still achieve my goal a day late and have met it...but it won't be the same.

I'm also truly excited for the big day. I could meet and incredible goal. I could have one of the greatest moments of my life. I could have a huge blast of motivation. And even if I don't meet my goal I can still look back on the last 3 months with pride. I want to save my reflection on that time for a later blog but, I have accomplished a lot to get to this point. Pounds aside, I have made some major life changes and that is worthy of celebrating. And celebrate I will, on April first.

I am a mix of emotions. With 11 days remaining, 2.4 lbs to go, I begin this day. And in this day, I will give it all I've got, to see my dreams come true.