This morning I was 299.8, and the neighbors probably heard me scream! I have been stuck at 300.2 for over a week. It is I think more frustrating to be so close but just not able to get there, then when I had 30 pounds to go. I even weighed myself this evening at the gym and that same scale always said I was a tad heavier then the one at home (but it was also always later in the day after I had ate and drank) So I was prepared for a higher number and jumped up onto it, got my feet centered in the same spot I always do and slid the 50 pound increment bar thing over to 300, when I went to move the smaller weight bar that goes by individual pounds I was horrified to see that the bar wasn't leveling out, I kept pushing and pushing and no movement at all! I could have cried I was so baffled. Then an idea popped into my little blond head. "maybe I am going the wrong direction" sure enough I was 293 on that scale and that is why it wouldn't move! :) I amaze myself with intelligence sometimes! ha ha. So I felt even better about that weight and had a nice hard workout.
My husband is so supportive and kept telling me that I will make it and it will be worth it when I do, he was right of course. Thank you Kyle. But on another note I am over half way to our "first to 60 pounds lost" challenge and I decided if I win I get to dye my hair jet black, partly because I've always wanted it and partly because it freaks him out and is a good motivator for him to work out.
Well my 5 minutes of me time is up and the lights must go out for Gavin. Goodnight everyone!
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