I hit my second intermediate goal today! (My first was to record my food for 21 days straight to realign in my brain portion control and what foods are healthy.) In the last eighteen months, I lost my father, my husband's job was eliminated in an overseas corporate buy-out, my son got married, we moved four states away for a new job, I had to close down and restart my home business, we renovated the entire first floor of our new home while living in it, and through it all, I binged on all my favorite comfort foods. Thanks to climbing ladders to paint, packing and unpacking boxes, I "only" gained eight pounds, but it took me to a high I swore I'd never see--a high that actually surprised me. I was so deeply in denial. Spandex helped, but it couldn't hide the weight that I was so obviously carrying in the wedding photos.
Today the scale said I've lost the weight that accompanied all that stress, both good and bad. My reward will be to drive seven hours and visit my son and his wife tomorrow whom I haven't seen since Christmas.
My next weight goal will be to reach the weight I was when I lost my workout partner a couple years ago. I'm going to need some good intermediate goals along the way. *puts on thinking cap*
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