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which I guess means that things have not been great, but on the other hand things haven’t been awful either or I would have been whining about it on this thing.  Actually, I probably am at my smallest in a very long time, not because of great eating and excercise, but I actually got that stomach bug that has been going around last week and basically didn’t eat for like four days.  The whole thing was beyond miserable, but I need to at least take advantage of my now shrunken stomach and turn this into my advantage.  Tonight is my first night back with Terri and I’m excited to do squats and lift and do basically anything to tone since I’ve lost a noticeable amount of weight and am ready to pack on the muscle.  I actually fit into jeans and pants I haven’t been able to wear for months.  True, this progress is not the result of tangible effort, but hey, I’ll take it.

 Another thing that happened which is also a bit dumb, is I won a bet.  A male coworker who is probably about two inches taller than me bet that he outweighed me by at least 50 pounds.  Now, I won’t admit as to exactly how this even came up, but suffice it to say that alcohol was involved.  We did our weigh in last week and I won hands down.  I’ve never really put too much stock in my actual “number” probably because that would depress me, but it was also kind of nice to see someone be completely dumbfounded by the same number.   My coworker was like, I never would have guess you weighted that.  Hearing that just made me agree- your weight really doesn’t reflect that much.  I guess mine reflects that I’m tall and I have a significant amount of muscle, I’m healthy.  But if I constantly obscessed over all the ranges you’re supposed to fit into or what I weighed in comparison to others around me, I would be miserable.  So basically, the whole thing just reaffirmed my belief that what you see, what you fit into and what you feel are clearly more important than three digits on a scale. 

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