I had another gain this week but I am all good with that as I had a great weekend away with hubby and over indulged on wine and good cheese and I figure that’s ok occasionally because after all this is a lifestyle change.

A couple of weeks back I had a gain and was so down on myself, I told my darling husband that I felt like crap and was frustrated that I was losing the weight sooooo slowly. He then asked me why did I want to loose weight?, my response was I wanted to be fit and healthy and run around with the boys and also feel comfortable in my own skin. He then responded with but you are fitter than you have been in years, you are running around with the boys and you are making healthy food choices, aren’t you doing all those things why do you feel it’s not working? Hmmm touché

So that got me thinking that really this is all about the journey not the destination, I am not going to get to the magic goal weight and all of a sudden feel better about myself and my body. I need to accept me as I go through this. I am really enjoying my life so much more!, I have more energy and I love that feeling of knowing I am starting to live my best life, still not all that comfortable in my skin but that’s always going to be a work in progress.

On the plus side I am now wearing a plus size 16 comfortable for the first time in many years and I feel so great about that. So I will hold onto that number rather than the one on the scale and just keep going cause eventually I will get to whet I need to go I am defiantly heading in the right direction : )