This day has been a long time coming.
After 1 year, 4 months and 11 days, I finally hit pre-preggo weight.
Actually BELOW pre-preggo weight.
By almost a whole lb.
Which is 1.2 lbs from my last weigh in, 2 weeks ago.
This coming after a week of what I have considered to be "maintenance mode" eating and exercising.
Yes, I ran 9 miles on Sunday, but since then I haven't done anything extreme.
Yoga, elliptical, running - only 2.6 miles logged this week, though, a little more elliptical....
And the eating has been...well, um...
Can I just say, on Monday and Tuesday I thought I was going to chew my arm off.
So my calorie intake has been slightly higher.
But I figured my body needed to recover from the ridiculousness that 9 miles does to you.
No, I didn't ingest a large cow as I may have preferred, but I definitely didn't stick to 20 points as I had intended.
And I kinda figured, what the heck, I'm really in maintenance mode now....
So I upped my Weight Watcher's Points all week.
And I still lost.
Scratching my head at that one.
But I totally think it has more to do with contentment.
Kinda like when Charlotte* tried to get pregnant for years but couldn't and then had to adopt and then found out she was pregnant.
*Total SATC reference. Keep up, people.