Goal = Achieved

VICTORY!!!!

Today was official weigh in day in the great Fit and Forty Challenge. The inspiration for this challenge was Muffin Top, and what did she do to get out of it? Got PREGNANT. Considering The Man had the chop suey last year, my chances of escaping in that manner were slim to none.

I'm attributing my success to the well-timed stomach virus that pushed me over the hump. I officially lost 12 pounds in 10 weeks. Whoo hoo!

Now the bad news: we're doing another challenge. This time I have to lose 5 pounds by July 1st. Doesn't sound that hard, but so far I've been pretty happy with the exercise/diet program I've got myself on, which allows me to still eat some of my favorite foods, albeit in smaller quantities. This next challenge is going to require a greater level of painful deprivation commitment, even though I'm trying to lose less weight this time.

We're going to be taking new pictures of ourselves in our bathing suits. Last time we took them in the stark light of the hallway, The Man's lack of photography skills cutting me off at the shins. I'm thinking a backyard nature setting this time, in more flattering light, perhaps with me in repose. I just have this feeling that I'm going to want my pasty-white, semi-flabby skin to look it's best when I end up half a pound shy of my next goal.