So here it is August. I am still at it. Go me. I am about 15 lbs lighter than I was June 15th. I am gnoshing my way through salads, drinking smoothies, eating fruit and finding new and flavorful ways to keep my hunger satisfied. (my secret weapon is an occasional spoonful of Nutella)
At the rate I'm losing I should be looking pretty damn good by June of next year which is not that far off actually. 10 months. About as long as it takes to incubate a baby. Maybe a little longer. It almost feels like it. Only in reverse.
Things that occupy my mind right now are:
Skin. All this skin and what it will look like 96 lbs from now
Clothing. Like in 10 months I'll need a whole wardrobe.
Whether or not I'll ever sleep an 8 hour night again.