As of Friday, I met my first weight loss goal. I've lost 40 pounds. It took 11 months of changing and tweaking my eating habits, working my *** off in the gym and then not and then doing it again, doubting myself, being proud of myself, stalls that lasted months-but I did it. I'm proud. Do I want to lose 30 more? Yes. But I want to gain more muscle definition.
Will I ever lose this mommy pouch I earned 12 years ago? It's not looking like it. But guess what? I now wear shirts that are the same size that I wore pre-baby and I now wear jeans that are 5 sizes SMALLER than this time last year. That makes ME feel awesome. I still eat pizza and ice cream and drink beer.
So there. I'm proud of myself. I said it.
#FIERCE
