For the first time in over two years, the scale dipped below 160. This is a far cry from where I was five months ago -- when I first "weighed in" on January 3, I weighed 186. This was the heaviest I had ever been, and a wake up call that I needed to do something. Since then it's been a slow and steady process, with my goal of 150 in sight. Once I reach that point, I will probably set a mini-goal of 10 more pounds to get to 140 - I haven't been that thin since high school.
For all the success on the scale, today has been sort of an off-day. I haven't felt very good about myself or my progress. These type of down days are hard, but I'll push through. I have 11 weeks until my wedding, and think I can lose 10 pounds in that time. Wish me luck?
And a big shout out to both My Fitness Pal, for keeping my eating in check, and the girls on the Getting in Shape board on the Knot. On a sometimes harsh chat site, they've been supportive and wonderful about holding me accountable for exercise. Internet strangers are awesome.
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