1. I stopped at the restroom in the hotel by the waterfront on my way to dragon boat practice tuesday. There's a full length mirror there. As I came out of the stall to wash my hands I noticed my reflection in it to the side of me. On my way out I stopped in disbelief. I was wearing a very form fitting tank top that dries quickly. Usually I expect to look like a stuffed sausage in it. But I didn't. I had to turn to the side and turn back again to make sure the mirror wasn't at an angle or something that would make me seem thinner. But it wasn't. I actually look better in my clothes.
2. On the way home from dragon boat practice I was thinking about this and also thinking about how I'm tired of counting calories. It occurred to me that I only have to count vigilantly until I weigh what I want to weight. And since I don't, I need to keep doing it. I would be devastated if I gained any weight back. I've reached this point in my dieting many times before. The difference this time is that I've been here before and I know that if I try to give myself some credit I'll end up where I've always ended up. This time has to be different. This time I have to fight the thought process that tells me I can keep doing this if I don't track. Because I can't and I haven't.
There's a jdrama that I watched about a teacher who worked extremely hard against odds to better her outcast group of deadbeat students. Before she entered her classroom every morning she'd go through a little ritual where she'd say "Fight On!" and stick her fist in the air. Even when she wanted to give up. I need this kind of checkpoint whenever I want to give up too.
3. I did my weekly weigh in today and I'm down a little more. 178. This is super good news! If I can get below 170 I'll be out of the obese category on the bmi scale. That would be nice.