My head is back -- it feels great. 65 is the number. The only number in my head. It's what I need. Chocolate chips..... nope 65 remember 65! Yum... a little cookie nibble... no way -- 65! Why is this so magic with me? Why did that strike a chord? Why - because the advice came from someone who's on the same journey I am. She's a couple miles down the road a head of me and her experience has given me power. Blogging and learning from people who are on the same stretch that I am on has also given me power. This journey is not a lonely one - the road is packed with people just like me. Familiar with the struggles and the territory of the past inactive bloated life. I love where I am. Love it!

Sometimes it's hard for me to hear about weight loss from someone who only had 25 pounds to lose to meet their goal. I have always had a some distaste for that. Saturday a little realization hit me. Why didn't I start something when I was only 27 pounds over weight? I bet those 27 pounds for them were just as hard and my 100 pounds. Maybe - I'm still debating that one but wishing I had the cahonies (I have no idea how to spell that) to begin when I had less to lose.