
The 190's no longer float my boat.

What's the cure? DUH!!!!

Up until I felt dissatisfied, I kept telling myself I SHOULD get back to full fasting, that I SHOULD want to lose the rest of my weight - but that argument didn't work for me. I was happy where I was and didn't want to be guilted into a regimen that takes every ounce of effort I can muster. Hence, I didn't do it. I even was told by a friend and her family that any more weight lost and I would look gaunt. They gushed all over me and it felt great while they did it, but I felt flabby and fat starting the next day or so.
Although I haven't waivered more than a couple of pounds up or down, I found myself eating more crap than I should. Yes, salad is a good choice for lunch, but cookies are definitely NOT a good choice for dinner. Once that started happening I got scared.
Plus, my clothes still fit! I definitely liked the shrinking-out-of-my-clothes on a semi-weekly basis. What was "skinny" a month ago is just me now. That makes me wonder....how long after you reach goal weight does the accomplished feeling last? I mean, how long can you tell people you lost 80 pounds? 10 years?

Yeah, I'm nuts.
Anyway, I'll be weighing in on Sunday. See ya'll there!!!!