I've gotten into a comfortable place lately.
Almost too comfortable.
Everyday I go through the motions.
Eat my points. Stay on plan.
But my heart just hasn't been in it.
The scale has still been going down, albeit a little slower, but at least in the right direction.
Last week I hit 56 pounds lost.
Officially more than half way to my goal in 6 months!
Despite that, I feel like I don't see any big changes.
Those first few months the changes were so drastic it was easy to watch the pounds fall off.
Since this isn't my first rodeo, I know that when the scale isn't moving as much, your body can still be changing.
This weekend was definitely proof of that for me!
A lot of the clothes I bought in May are now about a size too big.
The shorts that I was a little uncomfortable in now sit so low on my hips they're practically an inch longer.
You know the one. The "one day I will fit into these again" clothes.
Well I'm there.
My skinny wedding weight jeans? Fit!
I needed that to remind me that all those pounds and half pounds add up over time.
I needed something to get that spark back.