This is where I'm at.

Weight loss is a weird thing. 

I thought the hardest thing I'd ever do on this diet is get through the first few weeks. And that was hard. So. Hard. 

But now I've gotten to a new hard part, the part where I'm so close to reaching the halfway point, the part where I've lost 36.5lbs, the part where the number I see on the scale is lower than I can rember it being in my adult life... and most importantly the part where people are noticing. 

It's hard when people notice and when they make comments about how "skinny" I am or how great I look or how much progress I've made because that feels really good... And it makes me feel like I'm good. Like I can eat again and it doesn't matter. When the reality is I am still obese, I still need help and I'm still not done with this journey. 

My goal is to be done with the program before I head to New York at the end of October that means I have about 8 weeks left. 

I've given up on being at my ultimate goal weight before I end the program that still just feels too far away, but I would love to be down 60lbs total by then. That means I have 24lbs to lose in 8 weeks... That's an ambitious goal. And if I'm going to even pretend to make it there I have to get out of my head and not think about how far I've come but how far I want to go. 

Yes. I'm a crazy person. But this is my blog.