We’ll it’s not my birthday quite yet, but my parents had us over on Sunday to celebrate my (and my brother’s) birthdays. We had a delicious turkey dinner and then opened presents, wherein I received the worst present ever from my brother. He bought me a scale that I wanted, but the damned thing makes me weigh four pounds more than my previous scale. I guess the good news is that I still lost the weight I thought I did, but now I want to lose more so I can hit my “real” target weight. Damnit.
Good job losing the weight.
I'm working on losing some weight to, and its hard keeping the motivation to work at it every day.
Keep at it friend!