This morning I woke up, weighed myself and was happy to see that last week I'd lost another pound!! I then looked in the mirror (after getting dressed of course) and was proud of how I can already notice little changes! I've lost 13 pounds and I feel great
I drove to the grocery store to pick up some fruit since we were out and as I was pulling into my space a big F-350 truck pulls into the space I was going for! I muttered under my breath and pulled into the next space. As I was walking up to the store the man in the truck caught up with me and said "Looks Like you could use the exercise anyway."
I said some choice words to him and turned right back to my car where I broke down into tears.
I know it's not that big of an issue and he was just a stranger so I shouldn't care. But it really hurt...