It’s been 2 years since I’ve seen a one five on the scale. I hit 159 for the first time since the beginning of 2015 and I look completely different. The effect of the whole calories in/calories out starvation diet are really apparently when I look at pictures of myself two years ago and now. I look about 20 lbs fatter two years ago despite having the same scale weight – and I might have been. I’ve been able to retain an insane amount of muscle while getting rid of my fat this year and two years ago it was the opposite. Like my diets before it was clear I was getting skinny fat and my body was eating at my muscle to survive: my weight would decrease, but I’d look even squishier.
But that’s all changed. I’m so excited to reach this milestone and have officially lost almost 20 lbs without hunger and while drinking and living my life normally. It’s insanity. Only 5 lbs to go until I’m finally a normal BMI again. I’m so pumped. Let’s do this!
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I’m going to tell you a story that my Mom doesn’t remember and denies it to this day. I remember vividly and wrote it down because it’s so ridiculous. This is how I learned about the used economy. I love reading. I’ve mentioned that before. Before the age of easily accessible internet the other outlet I had for this was books – from bookstores (because my mom and grama think library books are “dirty”, but we’ll talk about that and my love of libraries as an adult at another time). 
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In December I received a little postcard in the mail. Most of what we get in the mail is junk that I immediately throw in the recycle bag, but I’m glad I hesitated this time. The postcard was so small I almost missed it. I had been called for jury duty. In Seattle. How did they find me?! They wanted me to come in over the Christmas holidays while I was in Atlanta so I went to their website and postponed…as long as I could. April – that seems far away! Well as you know it’s April. That was fast. The day before I had to go I checked out their website because I had lost that tiny postcard (Paper! Am I right??) and didn’t know where to go. It told me to go to a high rise downtown and actually had pictures of the jury room (a first!) and shockingly it looked WONDERFUL! It was on the 12th floor overlooking the sound and mountains with floor to ceiling windows – a far cry from the windowless room I was confined to in Massachusetts the one other time I was asked to perform jury duty while I was in college.