If I walk home from a certain direction, I have to walk up a rather large hill. At one point, I would deliberately go a longer route just to avoid walking up it and when I did attempt it, I would usually stop for a minute a catch my breath. Now, walking up that hill is primarily the way I head home.
As I was getting home last night, I realized that I wasn't even winded. I wasn't even breathing heavy at all.
For me, that is what this whole weight loss/ health thing has been about. To do things that I couldn't do before. To feel better and not have my weight interfere with my daily life.
It felt good.







How wonderful to have a visible landmark, knowing that you beat that hill! 