Two pounds from 1st goal
I've got a mixture of emotions going. Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled beyond thrilled to be shrinking. I'm not scared of hitting my goal. I guess I'm in disbelief. I remember being 240 lbs and telling myself and my friends that I would be thrilled to be down to 165 lbs. Now that I'm almost there, I'm feeling that it's not quite enough. That I'm not quite happy. I know we all change our goals as we go on, and it's perfectly normal. There's just this slight guilt I feel that I should be happy that I got to THIS size, and I shouldn't push the envelope.
Either way, I'm not going to listen to the hussy in my head saying to stop. I started this, now I'm going to fini**** I want to hit that first goal by 5 months out, JUST to prove my NUT wrong. He actually tasked me with it. lol "Yes I am, Yes I do, Yes I will!"
I can do this. I can do this. I CAN do this!
hahaha This is true! The reasoning behind the NUT challenging me is because he knows I'm stubborn. Since he's the only member of my team that isn't deployed, he took over and told me that he wanted me to prove him wrong on how much weight I was going to lose. Thank you. I used to shut her up with chocolate. Now she has to get over it with Nexium and yogurt. hahaha
CONGRATS! I'm so excited for you! I say GO FOR IT!
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