As I stepped on my scale this morning I wasn't expecting anything because I had stall a few days ago and figured it was going to stay that way. I knew stalls were going to happen and I'm okay with that. I feel like it's part of life. What actually happened was not what I was expecting. I made my 100 lb goal this morning. From my highest weight of 421 at the first of the year I am down to 320. 2 lbs. I was shocked. I had ordered my 100 lb progress bead for my key chain knowing it wouldn't get here until after thanksgiving. Giving me enough time to drop the weight if it was going to happen. If it didn't happen I would just hang on to the bead until I did and add it to my keychain. Guess I'll be adding it when it gets here.
Each bead represents a goal I made for myself things like walking around the grocery store every week for a month to losing the exact amount of weight my pit bull weighs (60 lbs) Little things like that give me focus and a goal to work towards.
Tomorrow is the day. I don't have to be there until 2 pm and my surgery is scheduled for 4 pm. I had thought I was was strangely calm, but after it was pointed out to me that I was barricading myself on the couch with all the things I had to pack I have a clothes basket in front of me and a bunch of stuff beside me along with my sweet furbabies who love to lay next to me. Apparently I do this when I'm anxious. my way of protecting myself I guess.
Anyway here is a picture of my sweet furbabies who are trying to help me through the anxiety.