I politely excluded myself from teaching Saturday school and slept the day away. By Sunday I could not look at the giant pile of clothing on my bedroom floor so I very slowly started to go through everything. It took the better part of the day in between frequent rest stops.
I could not resist trying on the dress I had intended to wear for my wedding but when it came the color was totally not what I had picked out. It is a size 20. (Mind you, the dress I eventually made for myself with the help of the amazingly patient Carisa, was far more beautiful.) It was amazing to see myself in this dress, a dress that had made me cry.
I got on the scale this morning, Monday, still fevery and weighed myself- 284. 286 was the magic number I felt like I was never going to pass but it happened. 102 pounds lost forever and never coming back.
I also got a Fitbit- one of the little clip on ones. I have only been using it a few days but I like it so far and I can sync it with My Fitness Pal, where I track my food. I am feeling good and making progress as you can see!
Thank you TINY TUMMY! And thank YOU to all of you who have been cheering me along the last 5 months. Your support means the world, even the silly "likes" on Facebook help to keep me focused and working hard.