We all know I could easily exceed a thousand words in this post, but I’ll do this instead:
I hit my goal of losing more than 100 pounds by today, AND entered the 100s in the same weigh-in.
I did not expect that.
Which is probably why the emotional surge hit so hard. I let it. I felt the huge rush of pride and excitement and relief and surprise and accomplishment overpower me.
A single sob. That’s all there was.
Then I slid into my red pants that haven’t fit in nearly a decade, noticed in the mirror how they made my ass look fire, and sashayed out the door, all smiles.
Life Can't Weight 
Woohoo! Congratulations! And I bet you look AMAZING in those red pants!!
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Thank you so much! It was the best that pants have looked on me in a while 🙂
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