But right now I love the digital devil.
We’re BFFs right now, not to be confused with my BF Norman.
As you can see, my weigh-in today was 158.6, down .9, which I will take and run like a thief in the night.
I made some good and bad choices this week, just like any other week, but as always, the good wins out and triumphs over the devil, as seen at right.
And as much as I nattered on about my lack of confidence while naked the other day, my confidence clothed is growing more and more each day, and the black cloud that surrounded me last year is pretty much gone. It seems to shock people just how positive I truly am.
Like the other day, some random douchebag from my past decided to send me a message to
get in my pants see how life was treating me, and was shocked when the following happened:
RDFP: So how’s life?
Mouse: Pretty awesome, thanks.
Mouse: Yeah, it is :)
So as much as I may bitch and whine about certain things here, there and everywhere, things are pretty darn awesome.
I have to keep remembering that life isn’t always easy and every day is going to be a struggle, but the end result is amazing.
All I really want back is that feeling. Sure, the numbers on the scale are great, but the feelings I associate with being back at my goal weight are what I TRULY miss.
And I’m getting back pieces of that every day.
And today, part of it is thanks to that stupid piece of glass and metal up there.