Changing perspectives are interesting to reflect on.
At my Friday morning weigh-in I punished the scale at 174 pounds. I am thrilled. That’s a loss of 28 pounds since late June (short term goal was to lose 20 pounds by the end of September). For comparison, I wrestled in high school in the 103 pound class, was happy when I finally got up to 120 pounds when I was in my mid 20s, was mortified when I hit 135 when I was 30 something, and then accepted the fat adding when I quit smoking about 30 years ago (I deserved a treat for quitting, right?).
So, when I was skinny I wanted to gain weight. Now that I’ve gained weight I want to be skinny again.
Ha, ha... some people just can’t be satisfied.