This morning I couldn’t believe it. I got on the scale and …BAM! I had stepped off before I realized what I saw. Then of course I jumped back on and there it was again… a number that I had not seen for a while. The spell has been broken! I don’t want to be premature, but it wasn’t the typical few pounds here or there, it was 10. I haven’t weighed much over the last few months thinking it didn’t matter anyway. I just need to lose 10 more to get to where I used to be and have less weight to run with – means faster too.
Well not quite, but it was fun saying it anyway.