The scale finally moved south again.
Was it a coincidence that one of my co-workers looked at me with astonishment once the scale moved? She suddenly noticed that my face looked slimmer. Another co-worker commented that she had seen me walking down the hall and hardly recognized me.
I have to give credit to Erica. We work together and go to the same gym. Whenever I vent about the unwavering scale, she points to my clothes and comments on the looseness. I thank her for the redirection and reminder that my sole focus should not be on the scale.
When my one astonished co-worker asked me how much weight I had lost, even I was shocked at the number that came out of my mouth. So, here's to appreciating maintenance and 47 pounds gone.