I have officially lost 50 pound since January.
I am going to celebrate for a second…
And then I am going to get right back at it because I have 50 more (at least) to go.
When I look in the mirror I don’t see a huge difference, but what I have noticed is my clothes getting to a point where I can’t wear some of them. In fact, my very favorite dress in the whole world, you know, the one when you put it on it feels so special? Yes, that one. Is not wearable anymore. Sadness and happiness all wrapped up with a pretty bow.
My trusty plaid shirt that I started taking pictures in back in January…that’s fitting much different as well.
So, in honor of losing 50 pounds, I am going to commit to staying on track and (hopefully) getting the next 50 off within the next 7 months. I would love to be down 100 pounds by my next birthday (in March).
I have to keep reminding myself that through this journey I am worth it. I am worth getting up early every morning for a work-out. I am worth making good choices in my food and beverages. I am worth all the good days that I fee healthy and strong.
I will leave you with one last picture today…see this guy? He weighs 50 pounds. So, basically I lost a Tyler 😉