So after all the pending rapture hub-bub of this past weekend, I'm still here as I'm pretty sure all of you are too. Phew! Made it through that one. And, I'm glad too because Sunday morning when I woke up, I weighed myself. Seeing the number staring back at me had me doing the happy dance. After two months I reached my first goal of a weight loss of forty pounds. The weight on my drivers license is now the same number as my actual weight. I don't want to toot my own horn.....but, toot!
Those of you close to me know I had weight loss surgery in March. And, those not close to me might say I took the easy way out. Which, my friends, I disagree with my whole heart. Weight loss surgery is not easy by any means. (Although the actual surgery is easier than from where it started out years ago. Gone are the days of barbaric, invasive surgeries.) It's a tool from which I actually see success after many years of struggle. Don't I deserve some success darn it?!
I'm not completely out of the woods just yet however. I've had some set backs and relearning foods that work and don't work has been frustrating. I hear the three month mark is magic and I'm about three and half weeks away. In the mean time, I just keep plugging along and reset my goal for another forty pounds.