It is hard to believe that it has been that long already. But the numbers are good... or at least I think they are. Granted it has not been a 43 lb loss or anything either.

I started on my journey at 236 and the last time I checked it was down to 214 - so that is 22 lbs.

I have been sneaking in food that I probable shouldnt have in the past three weeks. So if the numbers are up when I go back on the scale, I have no one to blame but myself.

My mood has been much better as of late. No more crying, my husband and I are getting along much better & the kids have started helping out more around the house. I have to say I have been very lucky the last two months.

I know I still need to get to the gym. It would make a world of difference if I would just get up off my big but and move. I keep saying next week ... and then it never happens. Sound familar... that is what I said about dieting. But I am doing that - so why is exercising like a curse to me? My body and mind begs for it... but there is still something that is holding me back. Maybe tonight...after class.