I stepped onto the scale and found that I lost a total of 14 pounds. Yay me. I don't notice it so much in my torso, but my jeans are loose. If this keeps up, I'll need to go jeans shopping in April. Or I'll need to start going through my closet and find the lower sizes.
The other night Pete and I were laying in bed and my tummy was just a gumbling away. He told me to feed it. But I like that feeling. I can honestly say that in the last 30 years I really never felt hungry. I mean I new that I needed to eat and I ate. Bellieve me, I ate plenty. But I never got that hungry feeling. It made me think I was weird and I didn't like it. So when my tummy rumbles in the morning, or late at night I'm glad. I want that hunger feeling.
I'm not starving myself - I promise. I'm eating between 1300-1700 calories a day, low carb and low fat. I'm working out 40 minutes cardio and 15-20 minutes of weights, 6 days a week. I think I'm doing great.