But then I came home and weighed myself again on my (weight watchers) scale and it said I was 0.3 pounds below my 10% goal weight.
So, yeah. Given the vagaries of scales, I think I can say that I did it.
That means I've lost a total of 18 lbs since I started in March. Frankly, I'm a little ashamed it's taken me so long to get this far and the last couple of months have been a bitch where weight loss is concerned. But I finally got here and that's nothing to sneeze at.
I fit into smaller clothes now. Clothes that were but a pipe dream hanging in my closet - the reminder of how much smaller I used to be before Jamie came along - are now beginning to fit again. Not everything but some of them. Some things are too big for me to wear now. I shop for new clothes in my closet instead of at Target.
And then there's the photographic proof, which really shows me how far I've come.
Here I am the day I signed up for Weight Watchers:
And here is a picture I took of myself this morning when I put on clothes that didn't fit a month ago: