The scale is fickle everyday, but for all intents and purposes, I have lost, let's say, nearly 40 lbs. Yesterday it was 39.5 lbs, and today it is 39, and tomorrow it may be 40. That's the way it is for a woman, and I expect it can be the same for a man. At any rate, I am within 6 pounds of my goal. Over the weekend, I gave away 3 large bags of clothes, and I was left with very little. I decided not to hold on to them (the bigger-sized clothes), because I have no intention of going back to weighing what I did. To hold onto them would only be like a security blanket. I was afraid that somewhere in the back of my mind I would be telling myself, "You may need them again one day." So I got rid of them. It was a catharsis.
I did a little shopping this morning. Got a few things, but I am in need of more. I am very excited to go shopping again, and soon. I can't go too overboard, because I really am not quite done losing weight. I think I am safe buying shirts and tops, but I have to show some restraint on pants and the like, because I don't want to invest a buttload only to have them not fit in 4 or 6 weeks. It was very nice to have tried on a pair of size 10 Dockers, and realized that an 8 would probably fit, and then try on the 8 and hello! The 8 fit. I am still a 10 in some jeans, but I haven't been a 10 in a long time, and a ten is a fine size. When all is said and done I don't know for sure what size I will be --I would like to fall somewhere around a 6 or an 8. And as fine as a size as a 10 is, a 6 or an 8 is better.
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