Leia

I left the store after trying on a ton of jeans.The ones that fit best?? Size 11!!?!!! out of the juniors section!?! It doesn't seem real. I don't look in the mirror and see it.  I look and feel different, but I don't feel like I could fit into a size 11...despite having tired them on three times and repeatedly/obsessively checking the label. 

It's weird having options, not having to go to the end of the track and hope something will fit. I found I had to talk my self out of getting some others that fit just so so, in the past if something fit acceptably, I felt I needed to buy them, because who knew when I'd find another that was close? 

I'm excited and stunned. And now have one pair of jeans for the days when I'm tired of wearing yoga pants. 

I've been stalled pretty much all month and got dumped last night. I'm not giving up, but starting 2019 in tears was not on my to do list.  Urg.

I'm up a pound this week. I know fluctuations happen, but it still drives me nutts. Here's hoping it doesn't last long.

I am under 200 this morning! It's been a loooooong time ... And doesn't feel quite real. I'm not sure how to make it feel real except stare at the scale until my brain accepts it. 

Icecream, I slipped and fell mouth first into it. I'd been gradually getting further from plan for a few weeks... Not enough protein, not enough water... Things with more than the 3 grams of sugar than I'm supposed to have per serving. .. and then pumkin spice icecream. It's not the end of the world, but I don't want it to be the norm either. So I'm putting my self back on track. 

3.something more pounds and I'll drop down under 200!!! Icecream's not going to hold me back! 

211!!! Randomly super excited to have read that on the scale this morning! It almost doesn't feel real!

Hit my first stall this week. I'm not horribly upset by it..I knew it was bound to happen. Still it's never super encouraging either. On the bright side my butt fits in our kitchen chairs much more comfortably than it used to. 

Feeling a little discouraged. I hoped that I'd lose fast for the first hand full of weeks, but its only the second one and things are way slowed down. 

The mood swings are strong today. 

Trying to feel excited and hopeful, one week Post-OP today and making good progress, Yay! Trying not to look for down-sides, not to teach my brain to focus on all that silver lining!