God grant me patience and I want it right now

Patience has never been my strong suit. Just ask my mother. My biggest challenge ever before me will be testing my patience time and time again over the next year. I have lost 14.2 pounds and need to and plan to lose at least 110 more. This will probably take me about 11 more months. I‘d like to keep the pace of 10 pounds a month. I know all the crap about “You didn’t gain it overnight” blah blah blah. Actually I don’t know if I will get down to the weight the charts say I should be, I’d like to shoot for wearing a size 8-10. But – once I get down there, I may decide a 6 looks better on me. Who knows, I’ve been overweight since I was a pre-teen so I don’t know what it will be like as an adult to be “normal” sized.

I had one of those weight loss victories this morning. Got on the scale after my vacation and I had not gained ONE OUNCE. Hallelujah. That was victory #1. #2 – wore pants this morning a size smaller, AND AND AND…….I am wearing a blouse that the last time I wore it, I had to wear a tank underneath and couldn’t button the blouse. Today it is buttoned with EXTRA ROOM. I was almost crying from sheer joy this morning. I bought a t shirt this weekend one size smaller than usual, and it’s already too big in the shoulders, but because I’m so pear shaped, it fits fine across the bottom.

I should win an award for the most times anyone has joined and re-joined Weight Watchers. Somehow, so far, this time I’ve made it stick. I’m finishing up my 7th week and my mental commitment is still there, as strong as it’s ever been.