and I've lost 6.8 pounds! YAY!!!!
And I can honestly say that I feel it. I feel a difference in myself mentally and physically, and this is the very first time I've tried something and I haven't felt starved, cranky, unmoved, etc. I'm actually not hungry at all, happy as heck and thrilled because I'm looking at the big picture and see this is something I can do, all the time.
I took my girls bowling last night and I always get the fries there (big steak fries, I love(d) them at one time). I could smell them, I could see them...but I didn't get them. I saw pizza and ice cream and the candy machine. Nothing even enticed me, and I was super duper proud of myself, but also super duper happy the want for those things has been purged. Now that I know I may as well down a bowl of sugar--well, that visual keeps me going. Plus my butt in my old jeans! I'll be in them before I know it. And that is worth more than a french fry, for sure!
