Of Success, I bet you thought I was going to say something about pie didn't you. Hehehehe :0)
I weighed myself this morning, post-thanksgiving stuff, and found that I had dropped another 2 pounds, 193 stared up at me from the floor and I cried...for real. I lost 2 pounds in the last week and made it through a holiday remaining under my BMR for the day. I think I was crying because I realized I've done it, I have made a permanent change. I ate a small slice of pie and it was as satisfying as when I ate the whole thing. I had 4 ounces of turkey and it felt as good as when I snacked for hours on end.
At 193, I am now 39 pounds down from my starting weight of 232. I have one pound to go before I have lost 40 pounds. That's. huge.
I am going to get to 190 by Christmas, I will, and then I will be able to buy my new running shoes. Merry Christmas Feet! I am all full of love and happiness instead of pie and stuffing, it's been a good couple of days.