Bertha…laughed at me the other morning…saying that I’d regressed to starting 
my days off like the day I was born…naked…on the scales…and…sometimes I cry…
I had to laugh…that’s exactly what I’ve been doing for the last several months…well…usually I don’t cry…but…sometimes it is frustrating when my diligent efforts at eating healthy and exercising don’t show up on the scales…
All and all…I have nothing to cry about…I’ve been at this less than six months…and I am at least half-way to my goal…maybe more than that…since I’m not really sure what my goal is…I’m hoping that I’ll know it when I get there…and…have the good sense to stop the weight loss…and start maintaining…
And…that’s truly my goal…to reach a healthy weight…even if it isn’t what some would call skinny…but…one that I can easily maintain…without living on lettuce and water…and…for the first time in my life…have a wardrobe that isn’t in flux…
Jane
