At weigh-in this morning, the Weight Watchers "weigh-er in-er" lady (what else would I call her, anyway?) said "Marchin' right along" after she told me I was down another 1.8 lbs. "Just marchin' right along toward your goal, aren't ya," she said again. How appropriate, I thought. Gone are the days of posting huge weekly weight-loss numbers into my little WW Membership Book. No more 5-lbs gone a week. My body seems to have settled into losing a comfortable pound-or-so a week, and I'm just fine by that - especially given the reality of the alternative of easily packing on the pounds by completely losing all self-control with food.
Another milestone - I improved my 5K time by running in the Celebration 5K yesterday morning for the 4th of July. My goal was to run under 38:11, which is what I did in last month's 5K attempt. During yesterday's race, I remember thinking throughout that I wasn't pushing myself, that there was a good chance I wouldn't improve, because I remember thinking that the last race I ran was sooooo difficult and that I nearly died trying to push myself so much. I kinda felt like I was just loping along. And so I was thrilled when I realized that I had shaved off nearly 2 minutes by finishing in 36:18 - I'll take it! Guess my "training sessions" at the gym have paid off :) .