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Letting the cat out.

So, yeah, I have been attempting to lose weight. It wasn't a New Years resolution or anything but I am happy to say that since the beginning of the year I have lost 20 lbs. I started out at 190 and I am down to 169. I was proud this morning to step on the scale and finally be below 170. That hasn't happened since before I got pregnant with Gabe. Its kind of a big deal to me. The trouble is, I don't fit into any of my smaller clothing but my fat pants fall off. I am losing weight in all the wrong places and so my legs are getting skinny but my love-handles still remain. I have tried cutting back my carbs but then I fall off the band wagon because I start craving them and then give in and binge.
  Also, 20 pounds should be a big deal right? I showed up to a graduation last week 18 lbs down and no one said anything. Even my own spouse hasn't said anything. I am getting discouraged. I had to get on tonight just to whine and hope the bad feelings go away. Anyone else out there wishing that they didn't hide their weight so well? LOL. I want to know why this is such an emotional thing.

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  1. UnknownJuly 15, 2014 at 5:52 PM

    i get it sister. for some people losing weight is a simple as cutting out a snack every now and then. but for me it takes serious will power and physical work. so for all the hard work you put into it you want to be acknowledged. so Good Job Megan, may you reach your goal and be in a position to be happy and healthy always.

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