I'm doing it.

I'm winning this battle. It's still too early to declare a winner on the war, but between you and me, I've got that one bagged, too. As I mentioned previously, I've got a lot of emotional issues to sort through before I can even begin to effectively work on the physical issues. I've spent the past few months working a little at a time to change this habit or that reaction and it's paying off.

It's paying off, people.

I'm not losing weight. The number on the scale still fluxuates between 159 and 161, but my legs look hot. HAWT! My upper body is just a little smaller, but my ribs are visible again (not pokin' out, just seen enough to validate that I am NOT stuffed full of marshmallows.) and my stomach is back to a decent bulge. BUT, this is still not the pay off.

The pay off is that my little baby-steppin' changes have culminated in a lot of bigger changes. And it's not just as far as my diet and exercise go, it's also showing itself in my financial decisions, the way I manage my time, my sleep schedule, my motivation, my goals and my dedication to myself. Things are coming together. I'm getting closer to the person I want to be and seeing less of the person I was.

The beauty is that it's still me. Just a better me. Because I'm victorious.