This post is about body weight and mentions a number of pounds lost. Please skip if that’s not your jam. 

I had a big aha moment at HIIT class yesterday morning. I was doing step-ups on a bench, holding a 25-lb dumbbell in each hand.

I was thinking about how hard it was. Possible, but hard.

Then it clicked – that’s about how much weight I’ve lost this year.

This used to be how much weight I lugged everywhere.

Huh.

No wonder I have so much more energy now.

Like, duh, but also… it honestly hadn’t clicked like that before.

I’m proud of my health journey this year, and excited to keep going, but I have to admit, there is a tiny little voice in my head that’s like “You did that to yourself. You’ve done is so many times before and will again. It shouldn’t be celebrated that you lost all this weight you put on yourself.”

Sigh. What a meanie, right? Thankfully, the voice is small and I am determined to prove her wrong. And moments like this remind me why I should.