My cold has caught up with me. Running was good - breathing was not. It's okay. Got my 4 miles in and the day is ready to begin. I do have more energy so I'll take my vitamin C and get on with the morning!

Weekends have been rough. The last two I have been a little out of control on the sweet end of things. I've got to get the "no" button working again. I don't need it - why eat it. It's totally mental. Maybe one, occasionally.

My weigh in Saturday was good - down 1.4 pounds. I'm at 201.2 - this is the lowest point I have been in a decade or more. Wow. How do I feel? Great. Now to keep pushing and get to 199 pounds on Saturday. I can't wait. This is a silly thing but when I hit 199 lbs - I'm going to Victoria's Secret and getting a new bra!!! My butt isn't the only thing that's lost some inches.

A friend at WW asked me about the 200 mark. How did I feel? How does it affect me mentally? Do I think I will sabotage myself?

I've been thinking about these questions a lot this weekend -

Sabotage: yep I think it could happen. I've got to get back to it mentally. I need to mentally strong. I will be. I am.

How does it affect me mentally? I think it empowers me. Look at that number. If I can get here - I can get anywhere. I feel like I'm on the down hill slide. Is it easier? No, I don't think this journey will ever be easy. Is the road more familiar? Yes. Have I been here before? Yes. Do I know the road, all the curves, bumps, speed traps and shortcuts? Yes - that's what makes it better, not easier, better.

I love this journey. I am so glad that I am where I am.