Here I am on Week 25, a bit surprised and thankful to not only have stuck with this plan for nearly half a year, but to also be just one pound shy of the loss I accumulated during my last large weight loss effort.

I’m pretty happy with where I am at this moment.  I’m feeling well, I’m confident, and I’m not a blathering headcase like I have been in the past.  I’m not obsessing over every little thing.  The methods I’m using are sustainable in the long term.  I’m waiting for my blood work results from last Friday’s doctor’s appointment, and I’m anxious to see if or how my doctor changes my thyroid meds; his goal is to help me feel better, and I’m in for some of that!

My most successful weight loss effort resulted in 140 pounds lost — and probably 100 or so of that was in the first year.  At this rate, I might be 50 pounds down at the end of one year.  While I’d love to wake up tomorrow and be in size 8 jeans, I’m really totally okay with this rate of loss.  Like that fabled tortoise eating that hare’s dust, it may take me a long time, but I will cross the finish line.