This morning, I got to work and went into the staff kitchen to prepare my oatmeal and blueberries like I do every morning. Only this morning had a surprise included. One of the custodians of the building came in to the kitchen, stood smack dab in the middle of the room, stared at me for a moment, and said in her broken English, "you loss weight, yes? look vedy prity."
What a way to start the day. Confirmation from people who haven't been watching my progress feels really good, especially since I've been fighting with the scale for the past, I don't know, billion years it feels like. Even though the scale may not be moving at a speed that makes me jump for joy, my body is changing and that does make me want to dance around and celebrate all the progress I'm making.
