So Friday, I stepped on the scales and I was down. I knew I was going to be okay to hit my goal on Saturday. I went to bed feeling pretty darn good about myself. Saturday morning, I woke up got on the scales and I was up one pound. What the heck? Now what? I put on my sweats, hoodie and shoes and got on the bike. I rode and rode. I sweated and sweated. I ran out of time. I hurried got on the scales -- 174.0 pounds. I was going to be close on the WW scale. I showered and left to go weigh in. I was kind of nervous and excited.

I told Vicki that I thought I was there - got on the scale ---- 174.2. I was over by 0.2 pounds. Now what? I looked at Vicki - she told me to take off my socks. What? That wasn't going to cut it. I hurried to the bathroom, took off my bra and stepped back on the scales. 173.8 pounds! I made it. I feel like it will take a week for my body to truly make it and make up for the choreographed effort but it's okay. December 22, 2011 I will be a lifetime member. I can do this. My goal is to lose and not maintain right now. Ten more pounds. I'm over the mental hump and I'm going to do this. I'm not stepping on the scales this week. That was a challenge from Vicki. I already feel liberated.

We had family over the weekend. It was so good to see everyone. I have wonderful sister-in-laws! They brought me some hand-me-down jeans. I have been running short on pants and these were just what I needed. Thanks girls!!! Love ya!