At 18 lbs down from my heaviest weight with another 60 lbs still to go, I find that my weight loss doesn’t seem to be noticeable to most people I see almost every day, like my co-workers. However, in the past few days there have been some little good signs that positive changes really are taking place.
Sunday as we finished up grocery shopping, my boyfriend commented that he could see a difference in how my clothes fit. And then this morning when he hugged me, he said he was starting to truly feel a difference in me. I am shrinking.
That, combined with the fact that one shirt which had become too tight for me now fits me perfectly again, is more than enough for me. Little good signs to cheer me, keep me motivated through the everyday grind, remind me that it’s working, it’s working.
The scale gives me numbers, but these little good signs put a face to the numbers, give them a tangible quality that makes all the difference. Have you experienced any little good signs recently?
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