Chronicles of a Late Bloomer

Either the scale was wrong last week or I have lost over 13 pounds in the past 5 days. True, I have been eating better than before (though not perfectly) and have tried to get more sleep, walk the dogs more frequently, and take better care of myself in general.

But maybe it’s just indicative of how much weight was lifted off my shoulders when I was offered the new job. Maybe it was just the relief of knowing that things will be different now. Something that I’ve been carrying around deep inside of me seemed to pop to the surface and wisp away into the air.

Still, there’s nothing like empirical, visible, measurable success to give me motivation. I’ve decided not to look back — only forward from here.