Patience

I've been right on track this week, but it's looking like I'll only have a one pound loss to show for it.  That's a totally acceptable, healthy number, it's just lower than the last five weeks and I'm anxious to get out of the 200's.  It's a weird thing to think about that you can do everything right, everything the same, and still get a different result.  Once again, it's "not simple math."  Learning the different facets of patience seems to be a life journey for me.  I've had blessings and answers to prayers that have said as much, I don't know why I'm surprised every time it comes up as a challenge.  Assuming I have the ability to keep doing what I'm doing, losing the weight then becomes a waiting game.  If I lose an average of a pound a week (some weeks more, some less) then I have to wait for a year to go by to lose 52 pounds.  While that knowledge lives somewhere in the back of my mind, I can't wrap my head around a year.  I have to figure out what's for dinner.