I'm going to wax poetic in my blog tonight. I was pleased to see 237 on the scale today, my walking must be working. So that brings my total loss to 66 pounds. So as I was thinking about something to write I thought about good old route 66 and the message that came to mind was that sometimes we need to slow down and take a different path in life and enjoy the view. I think I am slowly learning to appreciate that small changes in direction can eventually lead to great progress.
I am still having a lot of issues with body image and letting the numbers and facts and figures all catch up with me. For instance the other day I was wearing a new pair of capri's that I bought this summer and I was thinking that they were already too big. I think I am afraid to buy the smaller size...well, not afraid, but I just keep thinking that I always used to buy stuff with the thought that I would rather buy it a little big, because I would either shrink it in the wash or I would gain weight eventually and it would be tight. Now, I think I need to shop one size smaller with the idea that my weight will decrease, not increase. That's a lot to wrap my head around, especially as I get closer to wearing a size 18--a size that isn't in the 20's is so far from my frame of reference, I think I just don't believe it could be true. Lots of head work to go with the body work.