The time has come to relax. I'm feeling pretty good about where I am, health wise. Fifty pounds gone feels good. And I'm thinking it's time to just enjoy that and not worry so much about losing X number of pounds in X number of days.
I can honestly say I think the "lifestyle" has changed. Even without a trainer, I've been putting in at least five hours of exercise per week. I have many more good eating days than bad, but I don't stay totally away from bad foods. If I really want nachos, I have a few. If candy is all I can think about, I'll eat some Hot Tamales. No biggie. Because as long as I get up the next morning, have low-sugar oatmeal and go to the gym, it all evens out in the end.
So no more obsessing. Weight will come off slower with this attitude, sure. But who says that's a bad thing when you're happy with where you are now? Any progress is good, and not feeling so consumed by the journey will feel even better.
I'll still have lots of junk to write about, though, so stay tuned!