It's a great day

I had my last day at work yesterday. Was a little weird as I'm leaving behind some amazing people and I feel like it was not my decision to go. But, as they say, when one door closes another one opens. So I will look on the bright side for now and have my eyes peeled for just such an opportunity.

But who can think about that when I fly out tomorrow to go to Australia on holidays! Wheeee!

And after jumping straight back on plan after my night of nachos and cocktails lay Friday (two favourite things I can handle having only once in a while) I am feeling on top of the world. No self loathing. No despair that I've fallen off the wagon and can't get back up.

This is a first. I just got back up the next morning and had my regular breakfast and lunch. Dinner was a special affair with some friends of ours coming over for a curry. And while I made rice for everyone, it's not on my list of good eats so I ate my curry with zucchini. Go me.

I think I've realised that I am doing this. Not that I will try or that I'm going to one day but that I'm in the middle of it and its ongoing and I cant get off. And I don't want to get off.

Mind games are still going to mess with me but I've learnt some things about myself. I can and have said "no choice!" and not indulged. I have treated myself and looked after myself all on plan. I do not feel deprived.

And this morning the proof was on the scales.

175 pounds. I lost 14 pounds in the last 7 weeks. I met my target.

And in Australia we measure in kilograms and 175 is 79.3kg. I have not in my adult life measured under 80kg. I have come close but this is a first. I will return home the lightest I've ever been. The healthiest I've ever been. Perhaps not the fittest but I'm working on that too.

I am proud of myself because I know I worked hard for this. I made changes to my lifestyle and they have stuck.

And I bought a new bathing suit to celebrate.