Weight: 183.5
Mood: proud, but wary
I set out almost seven months ago to lose 60 pounds. I am proud to say today that I'm officially down 40 from where I started. It has not been easy, but it feels great to say that I've lost that much weight. 40 pounds sounds like a lot, doesn't it?
That said, I'm still pretty fat. This is the punishment I must endure for letting myself balloon up to 224. I've lost 40 pounds, and I still have a solid jelly roll around my middle, thighs that touch and arms that flap in the wind. Sigh.
At this point we're a little less than three months away from the wedding (two and a half from the dress fitting). Seeing as how it took me two months to lose the last ten pounds, it seems ambitious to think that I'll be able to lose another twenty by Sept 1. If I lose a total of 50 I'll be content. Everything else is gravy.
Today's motivation -- everytime I eye the cookies in the hotel lounge, I will think of myself in a bathing suit on the beach in Aruba. must...not....be...fat.
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