I haven't talked about the weight loss in a while since other things have been getting in the way. Truth is I didn't think about food or weight loss for most of September. I sorta let my body do what it wanted since my stress levels were a little high. I have to admit I ate a few cheeseburgers and one piece of coconut cream pie last week. Crazy!

But this week, since the moving and crafty bastards arts fair are over, I am back to counting points. I weighed myself for the first time in two weeks yesterday and oddly, I weigh the same as I did before the cheeseburgers and pie. Well, I maintained my weight for September. I am still at 65 pounds gone and i am actually very happy about it. I can't really ask for much more. But it makes sense, I exercised more and ate more and staying the same. There is one difference, though. My thighs are hallowing out more. It is funny. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night wondering whose legs are in my bed. Then i realize they are mine.

So. It is October. I am counting points and walking an extra 5 blocks to work each way everyday. i think it is about another mile a day. Saturday, I start the gym again. So, hopefully, I will have some good news to share come end of October. I would like to be at 75 pounds gone, but we will see.

I know I totally sound like a weight loss freak. Sorry. I am not. This is my journey. What is scary is that I am finally at a place where I feel healthy and happy. That is so frightening to me. I don't want to stay here, but I know I could. My doctor wrote 170 on a piece of paper and told me to keep it with me. It is like a prescription. One that isn't so easy to fill. But in a lot of ways, shouldn't be so hard either, considering how far I have come.

Here's hoping I have a new photo to show you of my progress by the end of the month.