Today I weighed myself, as I do every day, but today was a little different.
Specifically, I was less than I was yesterday. Even more specifically, I was down exactly two pounds, from 160.6 to 158.6 pounds, marking the first time the entire freaking year I have been below 160 pounds.
I celebrated this achievement by eating an entire chocolate cake.
Okay, I had sushi. And it was yummy.
My official goal of 150 pounds is now in sight. My super-secret goal of 145 pounds is…closer. Still, even going by the stricter goal, it’s only 13.6 pounds away, which seems a lot more doable than when I was pushing 170.
And now, (imaginary) donuts.
