After charting my weight daily for well over a year, you'd think little could surprise me. But I have been sticking to my plan like glue and eating as little sugar and processed crud as possible, as well as working out daily again. My weight was 215.6 on Monday, which was right in line with what it had been in previous days (minus the overeating, eating out days, that gave me salt bloat).

Today, it was 213.0. That's not salt detox, I've been on plan pretty perfectly since Saturday/Sunday. Given the calorie deficit I am pretty sure I am running, that could real pounds gone on the scale. I'd be shocked if that rate stayed up, I think my body is having a nice quick shed due to me return to actively losing weight, but it is a welcome sight on that scale, to be sure! On a related note, last night I did 8.3 miles on the bike. It feels better and better to move again, I am so glad to have returned to it!

With all this loss and committing to getting the weight off without excuses again, I must say it is refreshing. The first few days were white knuckles to not binge, eat a bunch of sugary junk, or overeat with one more helping of dinner, that extra handful of nuts, etc etc. I am happily past that now. I am looking at my weight last year, my lowest weight achieved before the baby was 209.4. The desire to see that number on the scale again is so real I can taste it, I get excited just thinking about it. And surpassing it, to 50 pounds lost again, then another few pounds into Onderland, and a few more to make one of my landmark goals of 189? It actually gets my pulse racing in excitement! I have SO missed losing weight. I told myself the junk food was worth it, I didn't mind, but honestly I did. Almost a full year of eating well and watching the scale really only go up, thanks to a growing baby, kind of messed with my head. I forgot that eating well and moving has it's own rewards, among them is weightloss! I know my good habit during the pregnancy are the only reason I have just a handful of pounds to lose to reach my pre pregnancy size, but I had forgotten the very real thrill of shrinking in size and number.

Oh ladies, it feels SO good! I am thrilled to be back to regular blogging, regular planned eating, and daily weigh-INS that reflect what my body is actually losing, rather than it being masked by a growing baby. I was content with that during pregnancy, but until God blesses us with another baby I am SO DONE with complacent weightloss. DONE. And hopefully before the next baby I will be down to my first goal weight of 160, an honest-to-goodness normal weight. If I can I will likely try to lose below that, until my body feels and looks the way I want, but I know I could be happy at 160. So it is the place I really want to be for the next baby, if that's God's plan.

I am so fired up, I forgot how amazing this feeling is! It's like being bedridden and then given clearance to walk again. You forget how very good it feels during the convalescence, only to be joyfully revived once you get going.

209.4, my sights are set on you, next! You're going down, baby!