23

Today I started really mentally focusing on what I was consuming since I was slightly elevated in weight yesterday.

I started out by weighing myself prior to doing anything else, literally. That number was already down. I am only .8 of a lb over my lowest number.

Sweet.

So I took my day in stride, pressure and stress be damned. I went back to my ol' reliable for food. I ate my lean cuisines.

I cranked up the water.

I did the 15 minute version of pilates.

I am drinking green tea in the mornings on stressful days rather than coffee. That's not as much a healthy substitute as much as a lazy substitute.

Physically I feel better, my skin has a glow and I am wearing a pair of jeans in a size I haven't seen in a few years.

Emotionally and healthily, not as good. My emotional state, of which 85% is due to the job, is not that great. I am actually planning to step up the activity to help combat that. That stress and pressure is causing my blood pressure to go up and down.

I am in a smaller size and I keep forgetting how significant 23 lbs really is. I just keep thinking that I have so much to lose still, that I truly forget how significant a number this is.

I can't wait to fit into the smaller sizes I have in my closet.