Well, I faced the music.
The trip down to Newmarket was crap, I was mad at my fiancé for making me late, I had an anxiety attack AND my eldest puked all over herself.. So, Ivy accompanied me into my doctor's appointment, in all our vomit covered glory. A wool scarf was about all I had in the car to clean us up, so I'm sure we smelled about as good as we looked.
So, I stepped on the scale.. Only down 3lbs! That is kind of awesome!! I get my little print out, read it, and damn if I'm not down 9lbs of fat! I've gained 6 of water! Nooo! After the trip home, I notice I've received my monthly visitor.. Ohhh, damn water retention!
Overall I'm pretty happy with that, I am down 56lbs in total! 22 weeks in, I think I am doing pretty good. Think I can lose another 50 by June? I think I can! I just can't wait to see what my future holds! By the time I can afford to be married, I will probably be my goal weight, haha.. Such a silly but awesome thing.
I am being super strict for the rest of January, I think a good start will set the tone for the rest of the year!!
