It's my Birthday and I'll cry if I want to...

Well I'm not really crying, but I am frustrated. I had set a goal of being below 200 by my birthday and I didn't make it. I'm frustrated because I haven't moved at all the past few weeks. I've gained and lost the same weight for weeks. I had to miss working out last week two days because of prior commitments, but I can't imagine that would cause me to gain weight. I guess I'm going to have to reexamine what I'm eating or whether I need another fill.

50 Pounds!!!!

I am down 50 lbs. Just about my halfway point. I can't wait to see myself in another 6 months.

Tough Times ahead though: Halloween candy, Thanksgiving, and Christmas Cookies. These will be tests to my will power, but I think I can handle it.

Energy

I actually have energy to do things. I'll run around with my son and I don't get winded after only a few steps. My son's in a parent/tot soccer league and I actually enjoy running around and passing the ball back and forth. I would have sat on the sidelines watching from a distance before.

I can't imagine how hard it is for those out there that are morbidly obese. I know the medical world considered me morbidly obese when I got the surgery, but I never really thought of myself as morbidly obese. Morbidly obese to me was people who could barely walk. The ones I would see at Wal-mart riding in the motor scooter grocery carts.

I can't wait to workout. It's hard to make myself get up in the morning to go, but I feel great when I leave. I also love having the time to myself. I get to listen to music and think about things or clear my head.