I weighed myself on my antique scale and it moved -- down. It moved 10 pounds down! I am so excited. And proud. After all, it takes a large amount of work to move a scale. I'm picturing Sisyphus or the slaves at the bottom of the great pyramid moving slabs of fat- I mean slabs of earth up the great walls.The scale says 265, which is what I say I am on my ID. I was right, I am shedding fat! My body feels different because it is different.There is nothing better than losing weight! It's such an empowering feeling. I can tell because I want to stick exclamation points everywhere! See? So the momentum has started. It will keep going until I hit 150, my biggest best dream weight. And no excess skin, please.
weight 265, week four
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