A Pound of Flesh

Day 25

The scale lives begrudgingly to see another week. I lost a pound and two more inches. It is becoming apparent to me that I'm going to have to fight for every single pound of flesh that I want gone from this body! It's hard not to get discouraged. Patience has never really been my strong suit. But, at the end of the day, a loss is a loss and that's a good thing. I'm going with that.

A friend of mine posted this quote yesterday and it really spoke to me.
"If you always do what you've always done, you'll always get what you always got."

This journey for me is pretty much about doing the exact opposite of what I've always done. It seems that I discover something new about myself everyday. Sometimes it's scary, but mostly it's liberating. I'm working my butt off and I'm enjoying it (except for those days when I can barely move).

I love to have a good time. I always have. And, I don't have to be thin in order to be happy. But, it damn sure won't hurt. :)

Cheers!
Margaret