Go me! It's my birthday!

Weeelll, ok, it's not, really. But it almost feels like it. I got on the scale today... I was down 3.2 pounds for a total of 11.4 in the past six weeks. I'm SO EXCITED.

A couple of things I'm noticing.

~My core and boobs (of course) and cheeks (the ones in my face) have lost inches and are getting thinner. Yeah! My legs and arms? The same inches. However, I am noticing more definition in them. I want the inches to go though!

~Today, at work, the girls were asking how much I had lost and saying they noticed and how good I looked. It felt REALLY nice. People were noticing, and I felt wonderful. That was nice. More than nice.

~I have more energy. I'm dragging out of bed in the morning for some reason, but I don't feel tired. all. the. time. like I used to.

~I have to stay away. Remember my thoughts that eating poorly is my drug? I am sober right now, that's how I feel. I have to stay sober in order to stay sober, you know? No binges.

~I can live without Dairy Queen, Dunkin Donuts, and Starbucks. Oh, and pizza. It seems like a miracle to me, but it is true. I KNOW. But I promise, it's true. I don't remember the last time I had any of them. Scary, I know.

~I can eat out and make healthy choices. This comes as one of the biggest surprises to me. I can go to a restaurant, and sometimes even a fast food place, and chooce healthy foods. People may make fun of me for having to choose what I eat before I get to the restaurant, but that helps. Then I know exactly how many calories and exchanges I'm eating. Also? On Friday we went out to eat and I made good choices, stayed in both my exchanges and calories, and it was gooood.

Look at me go.