Hubby, little bears and I are now home from our summer jaunt to cottage country. It was a fun break: swimming with the kids, fishing, sandcastles,big family dinners, smores and scones from Don's Bakery in Bala; reading a book, playing euchre in the evening. Good times, good times.
I've been blogging about the weight loss phase of my journey for more than a year now. And I'm happy with the fact that I have lost 35 pounds without any diet, especially my former diet of choice Weight Watchers. I eat what I want, no matter the calorie count or fat content.
I crave healthier foods now, so it's easier to make healthy choices. And if I happen to have a craving for let's say cookies, chocolate or ice cream, sometimes I indulge, sometimes I don't. I don't feel guilty, I feel normal.
A 35 pound loss has meant smaller clothes, no more back aches in the morning and no more chafing. Clothes feel much better, I think I look better, much less fluffy. However, wearing a swimsuit all week at the cottage was a reminder of how much farther I have to go. With a loss rate of 35 pounds a year, that means a couple of more years.
Two more years, yes that's slow, really slow. But, this is how it has to be for me.
Anyow, I'm falling asleep, so I better go to bed.
Way off topic, but are you as excited as I am for the start of the Olympics??
Ok, 'Im totally nodding off, so I better go.