I fear the “honeymoon” portion of my public weight loss journey may be fading...

Today has been the hardest so far and I’m certain some very tough days are ahead. I’m still doing the work; I’m not a slacker, but I’m feeling a bit “run down” and bit prone to devouring a sack full of Kit Kats or something. You’re all still on my mind enough that I haven’t faltered but I fear the “honeymoon” portion of my public weight loss journey may be fading away for some of us. Just like naive newlyweds, I will soon meet with the harsh reality of the massive scope and breadth of my “‘til death do us part” commitment.

I'm not going to lie to you. I fear tomorrow’s trip to the scales will be extremely pivotal to my morale. I’m expecting to post some rather large, Biggest Loser-type numbers for the first few weeks. I’m thinking 15-20lbs. I’ve lost it that quickly before but it was usually during the first few weeks of a weight loss contest, where I was guilty of sandbagging the scales by indulging in some serious gluttony right before the first weigh-in. Rest assured that I didn’t do anything like that this time as I knew I would only be cheating myself.

I think I’ll post my new weight in the morning rather than at night. If you’re prone to pray, offer a few for me. Otherwise, everybody figuratively hold your breath and exhale with me as I climb on that scale. And please don’t just pray that I’ll lose enough weight by tomorrow to make me happy, but pray that I will be able to deal with the weekly results, good or bad, in the appropriate way. Please stay with me. If you’ve been thinking about sending me a compelling message, now might be a good time. The first hurtle is always the highest, but I draw so much strength from you, especially those of you who are struggling in the trenches with me. I know together we can leap every obstacle on the course, always keeping our feet, or at least always finding the will to get up each time we fall.

Until tomorrow,
Brent