I bought three shirts on Woot! about six months ago, and I purchased a size too small for me at the time. They are nice button-down shirts, and I was pretty bummed when I couldn’t wear them. Fast forward to this morning when I decided to try one of them on and… IT FIT PERFECTLY!

I’ve lost about 7 lbs in the past 6 months, so it makes sense. It’s crazy how much size I’ve lost since then, too. I forget that 7 lbs is a much larger percentage of my total weight now, and as a result, a change of 7 lbs is reflected much more than it was when I was over 300 (I wouldn’t even notice 7 lbs weight loss back then).

I’m less than 2 lbs from my final goal. It’s so close… I can’t wait.

I was asked what I was going to do when I reach my goal, and I thought about it and said, “Besides let out a cheer, and maybe post on my blog and Facebook? Nothing, I guess.” See, there’s no sense in any celebratory dinner, meal, snack, treat, or anything like that. The reward is hitting the number, not food. The last thing in the world I want to do is reintroduce the concept of rewarding myself with food. That’s part of what got me into this predicament: irresponsible eating and an unhealthy relationship with food.