Got back into the gym today for the first REAL time in maybe a month. Yes, those 10 extra pounds WILL come off...maybe even 20. I'm already at a healthy weight for my height, but I still feel pudgy. I'm 5'5" and round-abouts 150 lbs, give or take. This is the smallest I've been in about, oh, 7 years, so I'm already feeling a lot more confident that I can do it. I mean, I've lost 65 pounds since the beginning of the year for God's sake, I already KNOW that I can achieve just about anything that I put my heart into in this life. I've incorporated my healthy eating regimen back into the general scheme of things also to give an added boost to speed up my results. I have to almost become obsessed with it, or I will just go back to my old ways again, and then all of my effort will be in vain, which I REALLY do not want. I think I would be devastated if that were to happen, but I will not LET that happen, for I am in complete control. I'll have to think of a few catchy little mantras to keep myself going.

I was in an introspective mood at work today and I somehow got the song "Hands" by Jewel stuck in my head. It's one of the most beautiful songs I have ever heard, and it all made so much more sense when I actually started to write out the lyrics on a piece of scratch paper. In case you haven't heard the song, I will give you a taste of it right now:

Hands - Jewel (Kilcher)

If I could tell the world just one thing it would be that we're all okay,
and not to worry, 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these.
I won't be made useless; won't be idled with despair.
I gather myself around my faith, for light's the darkness' most fear.

My hands are small I know but they're not yours, they are my own,
but they're not yours, they are my own and, I am never broken.

Poverty stole your golden shoes, but it didn't steal your laughter.
Heartache came to visit me, but I knew it wasn't ever after.
We'll fight, but not out of spite, for someone must stand up for what's right.
Where there's a man who has no voice, there ours shall go singing.

My hands are small I know but they're not yours, they are my own,
bu they're not yours, they are my own and, I am never broken.

In the end, only kindness matters.
In the end, only kindness matters.

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray.
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray.
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray.

My hands are small I know but they're not yours, they are my own,
but they're not yours, they are my own and, I am never broken.
I am never broken.
We are never broken.

In closing, there is an ancient Chinese proverb that I would like to share with you, and I would like for you to take it to heart. It goes, "Better to light one small candle than to curse the darkness." This proverb will definitely be helping me to not be so critical and judgmental with some certain people in my life right now. Think about it, really.