It's been more than two weeks that I've stayed around the same weight. I go up 1-2 lbs, then I'll go down those same 1-2 lbs. (254-257) I'm thinking am at the platue area that people talk about. Although there is something major going on. My exercise has increased. I'm starting to like it. I love the energy level. I get a high when I'm at most strenous point of excersing. I'm able to walk 1.5 miles in 40 mins. (with an incline of 2%) I feel my muscles are getting stronger. Especially my legs. I walk 4-5 times a week and do yoga twice a week. After each workout I feel good. It's just hard to get started. There's always something pulling me back. (No not today. I'm too tired. My body hurts. There's no time) My mind always tries to convince me. I battle it. Even when I'm thinking I don't want to walk, I force myself to get on the tredmill. Will I always have to fight myself to excersice? I understand the long term benefits and I know how good I will feel afterwards. Why do I always try and get out of moving my body and waking up my muscles and using all my sweat glands? I can feel the oxygen running thru my veins and opening areas that have been shut for so long. My heart feels strong and sometimes I imagine it smiling at me because I have set it free and giving it freedom to pump. I felt that so much fat around it was constricting it. My goal is to speed walk 3 miles in 45 mins. I know I can do it. I've done it in the past. And man I still remember what a good feeling that used to be.

Thanksgiving is coming soon. I have planned to work the day and consider it a normal day. Being that it's my first Thanksgiving with the band, I don't want to get into trouble. One big problem. My brother really wants me to join his family for the holiday. I haven't figured out how to meet this challenge. Christmas will be a bit easier if I stay in town. I feel I have more power over my self.

I feel I'm ready for my second fill. It will be in exactly two weeks. I feel hungry majority of the time. I try and cover it with water. I will be strong.

For some reason it feels like i'm fighting my own body all the time. It's mine so why shouldn't I be the one in control. Right now it's probably creating muscle and storing as much fat as it can cuz it's thinking I'm going to starve it. Guess what? I'm trying to take fat away from it. Let's see what happens. :confused: