Getting closer

I am more than halfway to my goal. Saturday's weigh in showed I've lost 12 pounds since starting this sadistic weight loss challenge last year.

I can fit back into pants I put in the "donation" pile in my closet. I don't feel like I'm going to pop buttons on my blouses when I sneeze anymore. I can excercise aerobically for 30 mins. without feeling as though I'm dying.

I really, really wanna celebrate with a slice of cheesecake topped with walnut sweet cream ice cream and wash that all down with a caramel latte.

But I won't.

I will settle for a tub of blueberry yogurt with sparkling mineral water and comfort myself with the idea that I'm inching ever closer to the prize.