the scale

I've moved it into the closed spare bedroom.  I cannot tell you what a relief it is to not be weighing every day.

hey!

No, I didn't disappear!  Life has been incredibly hectic and busy lately, and I have stopped obsessing about my eating and exercising because it's become routine.  I work out at least four times a week.  And by work out, I mean exercise!  Some days it's 20 min hard on the elliptical followed by weights, or I might run 4 miles or bike 7+.  I love exercising!  Not the actual exercise, but the feeling of accomplishment afterward.  My goal is to be comfortable enough with my body to wear sleeveless tops this summer and NOT freak out about how flabby my arms are.
Speaking of body comfort, I'm still a bit disgusted with my stomach.  Otherwise I'm happy with my body for the most part.  Wait-- did I just say that?  Yes!  I did!  I've lost a lot of weight in my face, which pleases me greatly.  My legs are rock solid.  My arms are getting there.  I haven't lost my boobs, which is good and bad.  I'm way top heavy for sure.  People are often amazed when I put my wide belt on over my shirt-- they don't realize I have a waist because of my boobs!  My stomach though... it's still flabby and BIG.  At least I think it is.  It sticks out a lot.  If I could change one thing about my body it would definitely be my stomach.  I guess we'll see what happens as I keep working out.  I've only been at it for 9 months now and you can't expect miracles overnight, right?