This morning I weighed in at 110.8, my second-lowest weight EVER. I was so happy when I saw that number on the scale... and more motivated than ever, despite the fact that I'm getting slightly fed up with my stomach growling all the time. (Maybe this should be my cue to pop in a piece of gum?)

Also, I've only had 265 cals so far today, AND I kept it to about 600 yesterday.

I'm slowly but surely getting back there. And it feels good.