Hey, Well...haven't posted in two or three days. I took my walk today, 1,8 miles. I wore another hole in the back of my right heel instead of my left this time. A bandaid took care of it. Right now there is a lightening storm outside. I haven't seen one like this since we lived in massachussettes. I am under my calories today. I don't feel like being clever or witty. I have been cleaning for two days, and I have a weigh in on wednesday. I have really been knocking it out and staying op. Some days I feel like I have been doing this forever, and some days I know I have barely even scratched the surface. Tonight I took my size 24 pants, which are now too large to wear, out back and put them in the burn barrel and lit them up. My eight year old daughter was with me and she asked me why I was burning them, I told her it was a symbol of my commitment to never get that big again. Then my teenager piped up with the whole "I don't believe in symbolism' argument. At this stage in the game, she argues about everything. she's fifteen. My youngest then said "Goodbye pants, Good bye fat". Talk about getting symbolism.
So I say the same. "Good bye pants, Good bye fat".