Sometimes, at the height of our revelries, when our joy is at it's zenith, when all is most right with the world, the most unthinkable disasters descend upon us.” – from A Christmas Story
I wouldn't say "disaster" per se, but I am feeling rather dumpy this morning after seeing some pics my husband took last night when we were out at a dodgeball practice (don't ask). The high of having someone congratulate me on my weight loss so far is fading in the light of the sobering truth: I have a ways to go yet.
I know photographs lie and all that and I have come a long ways already. But I've got to keep focused and not get too cocky. The popcorn was a nice treat but I can't let that become the norm. Keep eating right and indulge only once in awhile!
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