I don’t know how else to frame this: but today, I’m officially the lowest weight I’ve been in my adult life (after college). I’ve hit 167 before. Most recently while living in Charlotte. In 2010.
It’s an amazing feeling on the health side. I dropped 27.5 lbs in a year.
#iamgrateful and #iamthankful for what the past few months have made possible for my physical health. I think some of these habits will stay with me forever (some may just be more modest or tempered).
The best part? There are still a bunch of habits I can break (sugar); and I’ve got some things holding me back which should be resolved over the next 5 weeks.
It’s kind of funny that I lost 27.5 lbs and I look at myself and still see so much stuff to work on. Tells you how far off of healthy I was to start.
Happy. Proud. Not yet satisfied.
I’m going to use the next few days to reflect a bit. And then set some goals for the next quarter. New goals, requiring new habits, that stack upon the positive habits that got me here.