Husband home = new challenges.
I haven't been as careful.
My scale is punishing me for it.
But, it's okay.
I realize I am running, no sprinting toward my ultimate goal. But ultimately, what I need to remind myself of is this isn't a race...it's a lifelong journey. That means I need to stop waiting to get to my final weight. Instead, I need to find acceptance to be where I'm at.
(And where I'm at now is a place I haven't been in YEARS!)
I realized a couple days ago just how long it's been since I've been in the 160's! I looked at an old drivers license. I couldn't remember the weight I listed, BUT...I did remember that when I gave them my weight it was 100% truthful! (I know, shocker...right?) So I checked out the weight...165. It has literally been a decade, and now I am just a measly 4 pounds away from that! (Give or take...)
What that also means is that my husband has never seen me smaller than I am at this point. (And I don't feel small right now people!)
I've got a great post planned for tomorrow if I can round up what I need...so watch for it, it will be a real eye opener! :)