Sounds a little corny but...
I'm really starting to love my body! As I posted last week, I went on vacation and basically ate like a pig last week. When I got home, I hopped on P1 and have been doing pretty well, but not perfectly. I braved the scale this morning, and I'm just 1/2 pound heavier than before I left for my trip. It's nice not to feel mad at myself or my body, but to be excited and feel rewarded. It definitely gives me the encouragement I need to shed these last 10 pounds. I've basically maintained my 20 pound loss for a month, but haven't broken that 140 barrier into my homestretch in the 130s. Maybe I'll be there by the end of the summer. Now I just need to reincorporate my 5x/week exercise that I put on the back burner this month.