It's time for another celebration!
I'm down below 200 pounds for the first time in over 12 years. Truthfully, since I never weighed myself, I'm not sure how long it's been since I've been below 200 but it has to at least be 12 years.
Get this though. I didn't just open the door and politely ask the 200's to leave.
No, I picked them up by the scruff of the neck, gave them a good shake, and told them they were no longer EVER welcome around here again. I then tossed them into the air and kicked them to the curb with all my might.
In other words, I dropped 4.8 pounds this week and blew past that 200 mark landing at 195.3.
I feel like I'm getting my dieting mojo back after the stress of my grandpa's passing. My body was holding onto the weight ~ not going up but not going down too much either. Now that the stress is leaving, so is the weight. And it's awesome!
I had a funny thought as I was driving back to work from the weigh in. I was trying to equate and personalize how much I've lost (111 pounds) and realized, hey, I've now lost an entire anorexic woman! I was laughing out loud at my own joke. I'm sure the guy in the truck next to me thought I was a goofball but hey ... who cares! That's pretty darn funny!
It truly is a ONEderful, ONEderful life!