4/5/2017

Weight has been between 156-157 for a while now.  I'm at a point where my old extra-large clothing looks bad on me--as in, makes me look as if I'm ill.  LoL  So I'm purging my closet; so far I'm down one pair of slacks and several skirts (and one belt).  The skirts hurt the most, because I had collected several over time and now I have to basically start over.  (P.s. I hate shopping.)  There is only one skirt left in my wardrobe that fits me properly, and I bought that one just last fall.  On a happier note though, I can now fit into a dress that I haven't been able to squeeze into for at least a decade.  I can't tell you why I held onto this dress for so long...other than it's really pretty and I love the colors...and I suppose I always held out hope that some day I would be able to wear it again.  --And that day has finally arrived.  I'm starting to ask myself whether I would be okay (emotionally, etc.) if my weight loss stopped here in the mid-150s.  Admittedly 156 is not my initial weight loss goal (it's 150)...but it's so close (to 150) and I feel really terrific right now.  I feel skinny, and happy, and...content.  And I think that last one might be the most important feeling of all:  content.  So yes, I would be okay if I never lost another pound (but I don't think I'm finished yet).  In 12 days I will hit my one year anniversary of Leading With the Diet, and I fully intend to live out the rest of my life eating clean.