Wednesday, July 10, 2013
The scale surprised me this morning - I'm down another pound. Which is pretty amazing considering my stress level. I'm a (*ahem*) mature college student, and two summer classes with some triple-class weeks have taken over my life. But I've been trying to keep my eating either "right," or at least somewhat under control. And I was down to 195.8 this morning.
But in the shower after weighing, I found myself chanting switched numbers: 159.8, 159.8. Realized what I was saying, and thought, "That's ok, this time next year, I'll be there!"