Starting Weight: 264
Last Week: 222
This Week: 220
Pounds Lost: 44
Woohoo! 44 pounds gone and I am so close to reaching my goal. Sure, I might have ten or twenty pounds to go past the goal I’ve set, depending on how I feel, but I’m not thinking about that. Almost halfway!
As glad as I am to be at 220, I would so much rather be at some other point. I hate being at the edge of a new ‘decade’. I used to hate 4s because 244 was my sabotage weight, but now I definitely hate the new decades. 240, 230… Now 220.
Whenever I reach this point, I feel like I am on the edge. I feel like things will get so much better when I just get past this latest number ending in zero. As crazy as it sounds, I feel like I could drop either way: into the good side (218) or the bad side (having a binge or whatnot and gaining weight).
Of course, stressing myself out about it all certainly isn’t helping things whatsoever, but I figured if I’m going to talk about my craziness anywhere…
