After 14 weeks, I have dropped 17 pounds and 14 inches overall which I am very proud of. It's so much nicer to be wearing a full size smaller. But after my break up with Matt about 2-1/2 weeks ago, I have not been able to stay focused on the weight loss program, and although I am so close to my goal, 8 pounds and 8 inches to be exact, I need a break. Too much is going on in my life, and I need to pare off some pressure, so thus the weight loss goes on hiatus which is okay.
I have consistently lost over a pound every week since I started my journey to shed 25 pounds which is really fantastic, and I'm thinking this short break will give my body some time to adjust to the new body and activity level. I did manage to go to the gym once this week because it's literally one elevator ride down and a one minute walk to the apartment complex gym. The treadmills are not as nice as my Golds Gym, but hey, it was good enough to get in a 35 minute mountain climbing walk, and it was better than curling up on my couch in the fetal position watching old movies about boy-meets-girl-then-loses-girl-but-gets-her-back-again.
Also, I need to buy a new scale. The scale I was using to track my poundage drop was Matt's, and now I no longer have access to that really cool scale on Wed mornings at 10am when I normally weighed myself. When I think about that scale, I start to weep. I'm still weepy, although the spontaneous bursts of crying are getting fewer and fewer. Life goes on and at least I'm 17 pounds lighter. Stay tuned for more when we come back to shed the remaining 8 pounds in a few weeks.





