Don't be a Skony!

The good news is that I've lost ANOTHER 3 pounds. That makes 9 pounds in the last three weeks. The bad news is that I can feel myself beginning to expect this result every time I step on the scale. It's like getting three great pay checks in a row, you start feeling greedy. I thought "MAN, I want to drop that much EVERY WEEK!" but when I do the math, that just isn't reasonable. It would put me at 110 pounds by June and I haven't been 110 pounds since sixth grade. Possibly, I've developed worms but probably my body has finally formed adequate muscles and now I am burning more fat. It is only reasonable to expect another plateau in a month or so. Let me say that again. It is only reasonable to expect another plateau in a month or so. Another plateau is on its way. My weight will even out, possibly higher than I would like. I can not disappear into thin air, nor would I want to. I am not trying to be a skony (that's a skinny, phony) with out a personality, who puts too much emphasis on her weight or outward appearance. I will have muscles and be healthy and that means that I should look forward to my plateau as another stage in my quest for a more physically active lifestyle.

Does it sound like I'm trying to convince myself? I am. The skony in me wants to pull off a Gaga costume. DOWN GIRL! You're smarter than that! And if you're not, at least wait until June!