Progress

Down four pounds this week. Almost on my goal line at SparkPeople. The goal is more like a guideline. As long as I feel better, and am happier with myself, I don't care what the scale says.  But it's still good to see progress.

At my lightest adult weight, in my mid-20's, a family friend told me I was downright skinny. During that conversation (with Mrs. Louise Mullins, R.I.P.), I expressed that I would kill myself if I ever gained it back.  I guess I was a little bit of a drama queen in my younger years...

Not only did I gain it back, but I gained more.  And I'm still alive.  So either I forgot about this conversation (I didn't) or I'm not one to follow through (guess I'm not).  Either way, can't unspill milk.

Moving forward.

Goals

I really stink at this blogging thing. Even so, I guess I'll keep it up. My rabid followers can't all be wrong...right? Hello? Are all five of you still there?

I'm inviting a friend to be a guest blogger. She'll bring a little je ne sais quoi to the party. Or she'll prove more prolific than I am, and shame me into posting more. If she accepts. If she doesn't decide this blog is too lame to live.

Either way, I'll continue to do what I can with what I've got.

In other news, I have decided that I want to weigh 160 pounds by my fortieth birthday. This is a little over two years away. I will need every day, week, and month of it.

I don't imagine I will be as brave as Tyler and bring you weekly weigh-ins and candid photographs, but I'm hoping a little bit of transparency will help keep me honest and focused.

That is all. I now return you back to your regularly scheduled programming.