I'm gloating on here because this is the only place I feel like I can get away with it.
I've got back down to my pre-pregnancy weight of 110 on December 31, 2011!!!
I fear if I tell anyone that's not in my family, that they will look at me with disdain instead of happiness. I have always been petite and I feel like people treat that as a negative thing towards themselves, therefore it ends up backfiring on me when they tell me that I don't really have a weight problem and I shouldn't even be talking about it. Why can't I be proud of the fact that I worked hard to self-discipline myself and kick bad habits so I could lose the last 15 lbs. that have been haunting me?
Either way, I'm excited to see that number on the scale and feel healthy again. It's not so much about that stupid number because now that I've reached it, I would be happy to just stay within close range of it. It is more about what that number means to me and how hard I've worked to get back to it. 3+ years of fighting with myself to finally actually do what I said I would after having Josslyn. Emotional and actual weight off my soul.
