I know that I shouldn’t be obsessing over what the scale says, but it’s my day-to-day yardstick on how I am doing.
This morning, I hit a new milestone, one that I haven’t been at for a very, very long time. I haven’t weighed this
much little in over 13 years. My husband can wrap his arms around me for the first time since we were dating. And here’s some “TMI” for you. I had to throw undies away this morning. They were too big. Now that’s progress.