I posted a couple weeks ago that I was never going to hit the 260s, 70s, 80s and beyond.

I peaked at 262. 262! That freaked me out. I am now 252.1. I felt so much shame even though you all would remind me.that shame is unproductive thinking. (At least I know I tell people that every day and have for years).

What became glaringly clear is this will never be easy and natural. All those fat cells have been there since I was a kid. One foot in front of the other.

The goal of 225 before the trip is 'aspirational' which is one of the new words people use.
Cindy, yes, it does get easier which doesn't seem possible when you are in the throes of 'I want sweets or kill me instead'. Thanks for the reminder. It got me through some moments over the weekend.