Today has been a stressful, depressing day. But I stepped on the scale anyways, because for some reason I am just addicted to knowing. TOM is here. I haven't walked in two days. Calories have been low, but that's because I'm too stressed out to eat. Anyhow, not a good combo, for sure. But I did it anyway, because stupid inquiring minds HAVE to know, even if it's not a good idea.
302.
302!
Granted, it probably won't look that way tomorrow. Probably back up to 305. But I SAW it! It was THERE, right in front of my eyeballs. I almost cried. At this moment, I am only 3 lbs away from 299...a number I have not seen in over 5 years. I will officially weigh in wednesday, because that's just what I do, and I am sure the number will be higher than that. But I saw it. That's what matters. I saw it, and I WILL see it again soon. And now, I am going to go work out.