Well. I'm ecstatic. This is the final push! Because my mind works in self doubting ways, I've found myself hoping with crossed fingers that this isn't just some "fluke" of the scale. But then I step back and let myself think "ok, and so what? So what if it is? So what if you step on tomorrow and have it register that you're back at a week ago's progress?" I find I like the second version of me a lot better lol And she's right. In the however unlikely scenario that such an event happens, I'll just be back to... oh yeah, doing exactly what I'm doing now. Moral of the story being: I need to learn to stop stressing the unlikely, unpredictable, and uncontrollable.
Back to the actual story at hand... I've seemed to kick the everloving you-know-what out of my plateau of last week. I'd say I've dropped straight through it. Don't get me wrong, it feels amazing! However, I'm a bit worried about the rate and the way it seems geared to go even after I've hit my goal. I'm doing nothing but trying to live my life normally. Weight loss is just an enormous side benefit of getting sober. I guess my primary goal for now should really focus on how I'm eating. I know what I need to do, but it'll be extremely uncomfortable to get there. Ah well, most forward progress is uncomfortable. That's how you know you're moving.
Anyways, to wrap this up... I'm extraordinarily grateful for everything that's gotten me to this point and cannot WAIT to hit my goal (coincidentally, also a "weight"... bad joke, I know). This has been such a positive journey for me. Thank you to each and every one of you reading this or who've supported me in any other way throughout this thing. I hope you'll all join me soon on my concluding lap once I'm done lmao I wish you all a fantastic day!
Have this photo of me getting dressed up to go to the gas station in the middle of the night. Ahh what quarantine will make us do
