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| next stop: saddlebags! |
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| 289.5...and more revealing pants. |
I now enter new and unchartered territory. Each new pound lost signifies a new accomplishment that I have never achieved. That's not to say the last 75 haven't been gratifying - but there's something about doing better than you've ever done before that really tickles the psyche.
I am not going to allow the fact that this hurdle was overcome thanks to the help of Medifast - something I started on Friday - take away from this achievement. I lost those first 74 fair and square. I learned the lessons. I changed my habits, my attitude and my body. Frankly, I just don't want to spend the next 2 years losing what's left to be lost. I'm ready to start living the rest of my life now -- I know I'm ready! So, hopefully Medifast will push things along.
I thought about Medifast throughout the past two years and could never bring myself to do it. I wasn't ready to give up alcohol. I didn't want to give up my snacks (even the healthy ones). I didn't want to surrender the bits of pieces of control and, honestly, the cheating (however small those cheats were). I wasn't ready to accept my food addiction - not completely. Now I am. And, because I have so many fewer hangups about food/control over food (and food's control over me), I'm ready for Medifast. The plan meals actually taste good and I still get to cook one healthy meal every day. I feel fueled and satisfied. I feel my new attitude about food as fuel taking a solid hold in my mind.
Here's to the next 75!
