There isn’t much to write when things are going well, lol.

So far, I’ve been maintaining 230lbs, and trying to get down below it. I should be past there by the end of the month.

I’ve started gently doing a bit more exercise, some yoga, since its been six weeks since the operation and I feel good.  The only downside is that since I haven’t done much aside from walking, even a light workout makes me sore as hell, but such is life.
Next week I get my first fill, which should help kick-start a bit more weightloss, since I’m not staying full as long as I’d like, and I can eat more than I would like as well. Having more restriction would be a huge help.
But things aren’t all bad. I just went through my closet and found a bunch of stuff that was too big for me, and got some clothing from sister, who has also been losing weight. I’ve got clothing to work my way into. That helps.

I’m also noticing little things about my body.  No more back fat. My neck is getting slimmer, I can see my collar bones (I love my collar bones..)

I’ve been feeling a bit out of sorts in my new body, and I’m sure I’ll continue to feel that way for a while.  Its odd, taking up less space, and looking different. I don’t always realize how much I’m changing, until I see friends who haven’t seen me in ages who go nuts with exclamations. My family sees me all the time, so they don’t notice the change.

But its odd for me to suddenly find myself self concious, when normally I’m super confident.  My friends joked that once I lost more weight, no one would stop me and I’d be running around naked all the time, but I find the opposite seems to ahve happened.

However, I don’t think it all has to do with my weight loss. Nothing exists in a void, and I’ve got plenty of other things going on in my life to drive me nuts.

Ah well, we’ll see how it continues to go.