Sorry I've been kinda a lousy blogger lately. With the 3 day weekend, my heavier than normal workload this week and lack of anything interesting happening, the past week has been a bit light on the content side.
Here's a couple random things I've over heard in the office lately that just made me want to scream.
1. "I know, I've been trying to gain weight. I want to put on 5 pounds but I just can't seem to do it."
2. "She'd be a totally hottie if she just lost some weight."
I don't know what one made my blood boil more, but thinking about it now, I'm going with #2. Even worse, the guy who said it is my boss. Which one makes your blood boil more?
On another note, as of this morning, I am officially down 18 pounds, 3.5 more little ticks until I'm 1/2 way there. I set a goal of losing 43 pounds which would put me at an even number and 15 pounds lighter then the day I got pregnant. It might seem like a rather random number but I remember feeling heavy at my pre-pregnancy weight and wanting to drop 10-15 pounds back then. When I started, I was classified as Obese on the BMI Scale and that just didn't seem right or possible. How did I get obese? I have since moved into the overweight category, when I'm at my goal weight, I'll be classified as "normal." I wonder what it likes to be normal? And why do they call it that? Just a thought.
The past week I've started getting The Question, "Have you lost weight?" I can't help but smile when I hear those pretty little words. I can tell the difference. I could feel the difference when the first pound was shed. But now it seems like other people are beginning to see the difference and that makes me a happy girl. I, of course, play it off and say something like, "oh, maybe just a little." I've never been one to play up my personal successes but to me, this little is a lot.