Last week (and even still this week) I have been feeling a bit blue over my weight. I have been on the wagon since the end of October when I traveled to visit a friend. I've been eating better (but I'm still not nearly where I should be), and I've been increasing my exercise. I've had a depressed attitude over it as I've struggled to get to that milestone of losing the first ten pounds.
Today I noticed that I am only half a pound away from meeting my goal. I feel inspired. I feel like getting to my desired weight is actually an achievable goal. If only I can capture and hold on to this moment, because I know that it will be fleeting and will only come again after much struggle.
Please wish my luck as I am gearing up to try to arrive at my 15 pound milestone.