I did it.

I'll just keep this one short and sweet. I'll just say one thing -

I did it.

I set a goal for myself months ago and it sucked along the way - at many, many points; but I pushed through and didn't let in. I hit GW.

I just got home from the vacation of a lifetime (yachting, beaches, shopping on Madison avenue, y'know, whatnot) and the whole time I never thought about my weight or my body. I even got in a slick 6 mile run around Central Park in Manhattan on my birthday which, I NEVER would have been able to do 4 months ago.

So - just know this:

Don't EVER let ANYONE tell you what you can and can't do. If you want it, and if you sacrifice enough, you can do anything.

I had people laugh at me.
Laugh.
Out loud.
And tell me I was crazy for starving and working out every day.


Fuck them. They don't live in my head. They don't live in my skin. All that matters is what I feel.

And now - I feel great.

Checking In

So as I'm driving to work today I think, "Shit...I haven't posted anything on my blog in months. Bad blogger. Bad."

I guess I just don't need this blog the way I used to years ago (and I mean years ago, 3+). Why? I'd like to say I'm more mature, more self assured but really, I just have a life now, a really really really good life and it doesn't allow for much writing time.

Anyway, things are AWESOME. As of this morning I am down 26 pounds (NO SHIT!) Do you know how much that is? It's kick-ass thats how much! But honestly, it's taken a lot of hard work, a long time, and consistency.

I'm not down to GW yet but I'm getting closer. Patience is the hardest thing. This happens over time. My cute little gay friend and my cute little metrosexual friend were talking to me the other day and they were like, "Elle, you lost weight fast." And I thought, "It didn't feel fast. This feels like it's taken forever."

I guess the big afterschool movie message here is don't give up. I'm not. I'm fighting through to the end.