The Weight (Part Two)

It's going down. I continue to not fit in my jeans. My newly purchased 'fours' from The GAP, no longer fit without a tight belt.

I keep hoping to be a solid 'two' by the end of January.

Though I keep forgetting why that's important.

Pride, I suppose. I've never been a two, hell it was a stretch for me to be a four at one point.

I love the fact that I have been told, "You're getting skinnier." Sometimes I don't see it, sometimes I predictably wish others would.

This endeavor has become so much more than I had originally planned. But it's brought it's careless friends 'envy' and 'pitiful hope' with it.

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