This morning I stepped on to the beloved piece of metal and looking up at me was a number I have not seen in years!
Really it was a number I have not even dared to dream about.....I would think maybe it is possible but I would quickly turn that thought off because the sensible part of me said 'No way!"......
But it was not a dream what I seen this morning but rather the result of 42 weeks of making the choice to get back up and dust myself off every time I stumbled and fell......and there have been many stumbles.....each time I reached for the hand that supports me and continued on my path!
Sometimes that hand was in the form of my Heavenly Father, other times it was my blog friends or weight loss support group and still more often than not it was my biggest earthly cheerleader....my Husband!
Each part of my support team is SO special in different ways and I can't imagine having got here without all of them.
This is what I seen this morning.........148........that is a 2 pound loss this week!
I can finally say I am out of the 150's, I had been there since July.