Validation!

So, for awhile, I was feeling pretty down about myself. As I mentioned before, I've only lost a couple of pounds this month, which bummed me out because, at one point, I was dropping 3 pounds a week. I felt I'd lost momentum, like I was going down the open country road at 60 mph, then got caught behind a semi-truck going 35, with the double line preventing me from passing... And what's worse is that I haven't felt like I have the supportive consultant I once did, someone who keeps my spirits up and inspires me not to stop now. My previous consultant's office closed down, so they assigned me a new one. Not only does she seem to not give a crap about my issues, but she never calls when she's supposed to! I'm about to get in touch with Jenny Craig and tell them I need someone better. But I digress...

Just as I was at my lowest point in a long time, I took my frugal self to the mall to take advantage of some big discounts at my favorite store, New York & Company. This is where the validation part comes in. As I was trying on the plethora of clothes that were up to 70% off, I realized some of them were just way too big... I needed a size smaller! What? That can't be right... So I got the smaller sizes, tried them on, and, voila! I had actually dropped another size. Who woulda thought? I was fitting into clothes that I would never have been able to wear before... Wow. Naturally, I spent a pretty penny on those smaller clothes because I was so relieved that I still *was* making progress.

I learned a good lesson in all of this. The scale really doesn't tell the whole story. Maybe my body is at a point where it's trying to readjust. I have lost about 8 inches off my waist since starting this diet. I guess I just need to be more patient and let whatever happens happens. All I can do is try to make the best decisions for myself and let science take over from there.