25

No, silly, that's not my age. It's my weightloss. Yep, 25 pounds. I am now officially out of the fat jeans. Back to my regular size, but not down to my skinny jeans. I have so many kinds of clothing it's not even funny. I even got rid of all my fat clothes last time I lost weight (thanks for that tip, Dr. Phil, you bastard) and then I had to buy a whole bunch of clothes when my pants stopped fitting. I'm pretty sure it was the wash that did me in. Stupid shrinking clothes.

So now I'm down 25 pounds and I have to say, I'm feeling fine. I'm at the stage where I feel like I need to take the next step and do some serious sculpting classes or spinning to get the little jiggles down in various places. Not sure I can get motivated to do that, but at some point the gym will become boring and I'll need a new incentive.

All the cooking, and chopping and baking and cleaning and general running around I'm doing seems to help. I feel busier than ever and I'm not sure why. It's been crazy this fall. I get a stomach ache just thinking about it. Or maybe it's the Chicken Curry I have cooking in the crockpot. It's making me hungry. Going to enjoy a lunch of curry, basmati rice and Tandoori Gobbi (cauliflower) with my girls, our weekly get together. Hmmmm, curry...

20 lbs baby!

O.k., a little crowing involved now. I am 20 pounds lighter. Yahooo!!!!! I have a whole new set of fat clothes I can wear since I'm less fat than I was. My closet is opening up for me. There is more to come, once I lose some more weight. And of course, since summer is winding down, I now have a whole set of shorts I can wear. Oh well. I'm looking at the obscene number of pants I have in my closet that haven't been worn for three years. I'll get there.

I have to apologize now to those who will have to put up with me for the next few months. I am now in full weight loss mode and that means I'll be the expert on all things healthy and weight related. I will be slightly unbearable. And I can only hope that you will bear with me and not think things like "she'll put it back on as soon as she starts eating pretzel M&Ms again." Or "just wait until winter hits and she doesn't have all these nice fresh fruits and vegetables to enjoy." It will be a long hard winter, but I am hopeful and committed and frankly it's soup season, so it's always easier to lose weight when you eat lots of soup.

Crowing done. I have to get back to work now. Must do sit ups. Finish my snack of honeycrisp apples (which, frankly, make me feel like I'm cheating they are so darn sweet) and mozzarella cheese stick. Take a shower. Do some freelance work. It's all life. Only there's less of me to enjoy it, and that's just fine.