Last night when I weighed in, I was happy to see that I’ve lost almost 82 pounds! I did lose a few pounds while in Last Vegas so it appears that walking so much balanced out the portion-controlled garbage that I ate while I was there. And I’m confident that getting right back into a healthy groove when I returned helped too!
Could I eat that way I ate in Vegas all the time and lose weight? Probably not, but I wouldn’t want to. I enjoy leaving the table without feeling as though a big rock has taken up residence in my stomach. And I crave the juicy flavor of my ‘faux fried chicken’ more than most things that are actually fried.
Life is changing and so are my habits. It’s a new week, and I’m looking forward to making it a good one. Because today is a new opportunity to strive to reach my goal, and I couldn’t be happier about it.