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Lets get real

Continually looking for my center

Continually looking for my center

I was going to write about being frustrated with stalls. How I am still plugging away. How I'm frustrated that I haven't lost more weight... but then I checked myself. 

I have lost over 150 pounds in the last year. 

I am over halfway to where I want to be. 

A year ago I felt hopeless. Not helpless, but hopeless. I thought I had run out of chances. I was scared. I knew that the path I was on wasn't leading to a long life. 

I believe in health at any size. But I wasn't healthy. I was very overweight. I am still overweight. But I am no longer morbidly obese. 

I am happier, not because I'm smaller, but because I can do more. 

I am healthier, not because I'm smaller, but because I am. 

I'm still obsessed with food. I still slip up. I'm not perfect, nor will I ever be. 

But I'm still here. And I'm still reaching. 

So those of you that have patiently listened to me obsess and have encouraged me and have done so much more than you even have an idea of, thank you. I hope that I can be at least a smidgen and more supportive of you. Okay, I'm ready for round two. 

Hello October, and a note about weighing in

September.... what?!?!