Say Goodbye to Ninety Big Ones!

Yeah, baby! That's 90 pounds gone for good! Thirty-three of those suckers to go. My coworker, sexy Sabrina, is my height (though she claims to be taller) and is right at my goal weight, so I was having fun imagining myself at her size this morning. We were online dress shopping.

I was a little bummed this weekend to have tried Victoria's Secret bras (at Sabrina's urging) and my cup size is just waaaaaaay too big to fit anything they have - even though the band size is totally fine now.

Extra skin and loose skin. Let's just say it. I had the opportunity to observe myself naked and on my hands and knees this weekend (Oh, come on! Don't tell me you WLS-peeps haven't done the same!). Uhhh, this is not an experience I relish sharing with anyone else anytime soon. It was pretty demoralizing, even though I wouldn't trade the NINETY POUNDS (fanfare! cheers!) for anything! Eek. My legs, which are in the best shape, I'd say, are deflated. Lots of wrinkly fallen skin. My stomach and breasts? Argh, don't ask. This body won't be in a bikini any time soon, I'll tell you that much. It's kind of horrifying. But like a car accident where you can't look away. I hope to marry a plastic surgeon and become his pet project.

Oh well. It's a small price to pay for all the success of getting the weight off. I'll just never let anyone see me naked again, or if I do, I'll make them sign a release form first. (Unless it's my new hubby, Mr. Plastic Surgeon.)

Kids are back to school (fanfare! cheers!) finally and I am glad for it. It's nice to get out of the lazy days of summer routine again. My iPeriod tracker app died with my iPhone, so I know I am in that ovulation timeframe but since I am not mortally wounding anyone...it must not be time yet. I fell short of using the progesterone cream every day as planned. Next cycle!

Oh - I look hot today. Sabrina and I both agree. Maybe I'll post a picture later. It is very fun, starting to have more days when I feel sexy and pretty than I do days where I feel frumpy and fat! I am realllllly pushing myself to dress so that I feel attractive, although it is a daily struggle with my casual self who really just wants to wear jeans and tennies. But I have found that my attitude (and my eating!) are infinitely better on days where I feel like I'm knocking it out of the park.