It really does feel good to make the right choices... and I was validated in those choices as my coworker is sitting there eating the pizza and cookies and saying "You know, these aren't very good." I was a little
and said sweetly, "You could not eat them." (He was trying to lose weight last year, but seems to have given up over the summer and not gone back.)
Of course I wish I was seeing a little more of this on the scale. I am losing really slowly, which in and of itself isn't bad, but at .5 pounds a week it'll be 3.6 years before I have all this weight off. That just about makes my head explode.