Came out of no where...

OI've been sitting at 97-98-99 pounds lost for WAY too long. Way tooooooo long. But I've changed things. I've been running for 6 weeks now and thought the pounds would drop off. I just needed a pound or two.. To hit 100. Guess what hasn't happened.... I'm still at 99 pounds. Still...... Two days ago... 143.6

Yesterday 143.2 and today... 143.0! Seriously.... One more ounce would have dipped me down enough to hit 100.... Patience is not my thing, but it's being dealt to me.. 

But... But while all that waiting was going on... Something else was happening. The scale remained the same. Everyone has been telling me that I am smaller. Spanx does wonders.... I know. It smoothes the rolls. My jeans were getting loose and I've just been too lazy to go get new ones, I know I tried on 8s right after New Years and they didn't fit... 10 it is and I'm fine with that. But... Baggie skinny jeans aren't exactly flattering. 

When I was putting away clothes a few nights ago, I decided to try on the 6s sitting there to see how much more I needed to be able to zip them up. Last time was probably 4 inches... Of flab. This time... Zipped. Holy smokes... They zipped! And I could breathe. 

Apparently I've lost inches and gone from a 10 to a 6! Single digits.... S.i.n.g.l.e.d.i.g.i.t.s

6

It snuck up on me and I had no idea it was coming. Floored me. Straight up floored me. The scale is a tool used to measure but there are other scales. I need to remember that.