Our vacation in Phoenix with family plus the me-and-hubs alone vacation to Zion National Park is officially over. And I am unofficially about two pounds heavier. I made some poor choices, which I regret. I indulged myself a little bit, which I don’t. Today, I looked at the scale and went “Bummer.” However, I am trying not to see it as a huge setback. Instead, I’m taking the steps I need to get back on track. Planned and shopped for a healthy menu on Monday. Started easing back towards my WW plan the last two days, and then started journaling my points again today. Baby steps. Baby steps.

Chugging along.

2lbs lost this week / 12 total lbs lost /  28lbs to go.

This week I revived my love of my collarbone. When I lost the FIRST 40 lbs several years ago, I developed a *thing* about my collarbone. I swear one day it just appeared after years of being shrouded in extra fat. There it was - a bone…It was the first change I really noticed from losing weight. Throughout the rest of my weightloss journey, I’d find myself touching my collarbone. It became my skinny picture on the refrigerator. When I wanted to remind myself why I was doing this, what the outcome would be, I would touch that delicate little bone - so close to the surface of my skin without the extra layer of fat to hide it.