10 Pounds

I gained 10 pounds. First it was 6, which didn't seem like a huge deal. But, yesterday (or the day before), I got on the scale and there it was: 277.

That's 10 pounds from my lowest weight of 267 (or 11 from 266, but I just don't want to go there).

I knew I was in for it after the holidays, and I'm trying not to get too upset about it. Just hopping back on the wagon of counting my calories again. My motivation isn't huge, but it isn't completely vanished like it was for a while there while I was maintaining.

I have grown comfortable with being able to fit in new kinds of clothes. I've grown accustomed to shopping for a certain size. I don't see myself (well, kind of sort of) as the "oversized" person I used to be. I can by off the rack now.

I need to keep chugging forward. And that's what I'll do. Wish me luck - and best wishes to you in 2011. Let's make this a year of better health.