As I update myself to the world, I realize that I have not come as far in a year as I would have wished. I have only lost 54 pounds. Currently though, I gained 5 at Christmas and then have lost 9 since the 1st of January. Every day is a battle. Every day is a struggle. Every day is a pull myself out of the muck and continue on plodding (Or walking and doing squats as the workout may dictate)
I feel better than I have felt since before my weebles were born. I feel better about my food choices. I feel better in so many ways.
I press on, not defeated but, to LOSE another pound and so on and so forth.
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