Still got nothing.
However. Life is good. Today was the official first month weigh in for the Biggest Loser challenge at work. Sigh. I am down 3 pounds on the competition scale. Sadly...that is not where I need to be.
BUT, and here is what we can discuss...
I don't really care.
You see, I have come to the conclusion that for me to venture away from the 170 mile marker, I need to invest more effort into my daily consumption of the goodies. I need to be diligent. I need to be fastidious. I need to really put forth a concerted effort.
And I don't wanna.
Well, I do. But not enough.
And that's really what it comes down to with weight loss and making this band work. You have to WANT it. You have to crave it, desire it, seek to find it. And that is why the band helped me lose 160 pounds. Because boy...I wanted it. I wanted to change. I wanted to win. I wanted to impress. I wanted to inspire. I was motivated.
Weight loss with the band, much like everything else in life, depends mainly on what you believe can be.
So, I would still like to see 160 someday in the not so far off future. And I am still meandering towards that mark. But until I find my remotivation...I just don't know.
SO, I started thinking about what COULD motivate me. You know how they say you have to do it for yourself? I am thinking at this point, if my'self' is fine where I am, maybe I should do it for other reasons.
Like: To fit into a size 8. Or so I would be even hotter for Heather. Or so my ass would be smaller.
I shall share with you a few pictures from last nights superbowl festivities. Happy Monday my soldiers!
Me and our friend Nancy.
Me and my lady.
Me and my lady.