It's been a busy week, and I've lost another pound putting me at 84 lbs. lost now. I picked up a few pieces of clothing at the church yard sale this weekend, and Friday night when I was looking through the clothing rack I kept looking through the "3X" section. Pam Speck walked up and said "aren't those too big for you?" I said "yes, but my head can't stop looking at them." I still find myself drawn to those bigger sizes. Lynn had given me a coupon for Lane Bryant that expires today, so last night I went in there to see if I could find something. I decided to try on a pair of jeans, and when I did I was so shocked that I actually needed a size 20. I took a size 20 and 22 in the dressing room and was so sure it would be the size 22 I would need. It's exciting to move to smaller sizes, but it's still so weird for me!
I still have 86 lbs to reach my goal and I know it won't come as quickly as this first 85 has come, but my head still has a hard time wrapping itself around the idea that I will continue to lose. Especially now that I've slowed down, I keep thinking I'm going to stop losing or something. Sometimes when I feel like it's just not coming off so fast, I resort back to this blog to help me realize how far I've come. I kind of have mini goals set up in my mind, and each time I reach into a new set of 10's (i.e. 260, 250, 240), my mind wants to think that's where I'll get stuck. I am just two pounds from falling to the 230's, and it seems like I've been working on getting there for so long, but really it hasn't been that long. I still feel so blessed to have this opportunity. Last Sunday I crossed my legs in church for the first time in I don't even know how long, and in the past three weeks I've walked upstairs to my boys rooms more than I have in the past 10 years combined. Surprisingly enough....they like that I'm making visits to their rooms. Brock even had me up in his room last night to watch a movie. Sometimes I think they're too old and don't want to be bothered with me, but I'm beginning to think they might even like me being around. Maybe I will be able to make up for some of those years I missed out by being to too fat to do anything! I told Keith just last night how much I wished my mother had had this opportunity. She truly is my daily inspiration to keep going and every time I lose a pound I think about her and how happy she would if she could see me now! Just like I want nothing but the best for my boys, she always wanted nothing but the best for me.
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