Last week I skipped my weigh in.
I knew that it wasn't good.
I fully expected to continue to pay for it this week, however, when stepping on the scale I was surprised to see that I was down 1.4 lbs today.
I am now officially in the top end of my "healthy weight range". I hope to continue on the plan until I hit somewhere in the middle.
I will never be one of those skinny girls I envy. I am always going to be short and stocky. I will always have a short neck and shorter legs. (OK. Maybe my legs aren't literally shorter than my neck. Close, though.) My arms are always going to be bigger at the top.
I will, however, be smaller.
That is what counts, right?