September, September, how you irritated me :P My weight was up and down ALL MONTH. No matter what I'd do (i.e. reducing calories, increasing calories, reducing salt intake, drinking more water, exercising more, eating more veggies and fruits, etc.), I couldn't seem to actually lose any weight. 141-144 was my range, and I HATED it! Nothing more frusterating than seeing yourself so close to your next mini-goal and not being able to obtain it.
But I made it. This morning I weighed in at 139.9. I haven't been in the 130's since I was 13.
Happy? Heck yeah.
I continue to recieve comments on my eating, and encouragement from the people around me that see how far I've come. On Tuesday, a friend of the family who hasn't seen me since April came here from out of town. He took one look at me and said "Woah." That's all I could get out of him for a minute before I grinned and gave me two thumbs up. Holy cow, was that ever exciting.