It's probably poor form to pat yourself this hard on the back, but... I hit the 100 pound lost mark this morning!
I will admit to actually being a little thrown by it. I stood on the scale watching the number flash until the poor scale actually turned itself off. I then walked aimlessly around the house for about 20 minutes with my three dogs trailing behind probably wondering what the **** the Lady was doing walking in circles.
It's a bunch of mixed emotions. Happy because I feel so much better and accomplished something, and kind of pissed off at myself for putting this effort off for so long. How much time did I throw away, how many social occasions did I miss, how many negative feelings about myself could I have avoided if I had only made this effort sooner. Life's a lot easier when you feel good about yourself, stresses are smaller and problems may not go away but they just seem easier to handle.
In the "old days" I'd have bought myself a bag of hershey's kisses to celebrate. Today it's going to be a bowl of twiggy cereal and off to the gym.
30 Pounds to go!