Well, I am back in the groove. Been back home alone with my soon-to-be-ex for over a week, and I have to say that it has been better than I could have imagined. I loved him, that is for sure, but these last two and a half years have been so tense that home no longer seemed like a refuge.
I was really pleased to find out that I had lost 11 more pounds and I ovulated on my own. Now, if I can just duplicate that month.
It would be nice to lose 10 lbs a month and keep it off, but I don't think that is possible for me. The only way I have ever been able to lose that amount consistently was when I was on Atkins. I can't do Atkins again. South Beach is about eating right for life.
I do look noticeably thinner and even younger. When I was a kid, I looked much older than I was. Now, people swear that I am younger than I am, even more so in the last few months. My new hair stylist thinks that I am 25! The owner of my gym thinks I am in my early 20s! I feel great. Really energetic and happy. I haven't been truly happy since my house burned down, and even then, I was pretty sad. Now, I feel like a new me. The old has sloughed off and the new is blossoming from the leavings.