I hit an important milestone this week. While my weight loss seems to have plateaued a bit (I’m stuck at 25 pounds lost), I have definitely seen the changes in my body.
I was visiting my family up in Phoenix when my sister invited me to go somewhere with her and her friends that night. Not having planned for it, I didn’t have anything to wear. She reached into her closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a tank top. Lo and behold! They fit!
The fact that they fit have given me a newfound confidence. Maybe you have to understand my sister to understand my excitement. She is 26, has never had children, and has a cute little body. Even if I was never able to lose another pound, I think I would be happy.
Thing I learned this week: Victory is not only found in the scale!