That’s pretty cool if I have to say so myself. I’m really proud of myself, how could I not be? I work a bikini top outside… it’s the first time I’ve ever done that. Obviously I was just in my backyard, but I didn’t feel too bad about it. It’s the little things. I’m excited to keep going and keep striving to complete my goals. This is just the start and I can’t wait to reach the golden star, not the finish, but the star.
The other day at my friends house someone said I had skinny legs (which is true, they are muscular and small due to genetics really), and that made me smile because I feel like someone was noticing this change that has been going on since December of last year.
I’m really happy. MyFitnessPal says that in five weeks I could weigh around 135 pounds (blah blah blah, seems unrealistic to me :p). That would be the end of June. That would be insane. If that is going to be the case I will flip. All I know is that when I reach 140 or the 130s I am going to be so happy. I don’t remember the last time I read that number on the scale.
I know the scale doesn’t necessarily matter, but in my case it means that I’m taking control over my life and learning how to become what I could easily be. I know that I will eventually want to start toning and that could obviously make my weight go up, but that’s different from being overweight.
But now I’m going to bed with a smile not necessarily caring about being disappointed by the number on the scale. I’m proud of myself. That’s all that matters.