Progress

I feel like I'm making progress, even if I don't know for sure if I have lost or gained.  Some of my clothes tell me I have gained, but I'm just not ready to give up yet.  I want to be able to say I gave it hell and did my best.  The hunger through the day has subsided, thankfully, and I'm starting to look forward to those smoothies.  I think next week I need to add some sort of exercise into the equation, can't hurt right?  I have filled my Federal Tax Return and am waiting on the refund.  As soon as that comes in, I will be joining a gym again.  I miss it, even though I wasn't loosing, it felt good to sweat.  To know that I was doing something for myself.  For personal reasons, I wanted out of the house more when I was going before, it wasn't some where I wanted to be.  Now, home is where the heart is, so leaving every night to go to the gym will be difficult, but I know its necessary and I will be happy once I have completed each workout.