One of my goals for 2007 was to lose 50 lbs by my 50th birthday. And, for those of you who know me, my life has revolved around my bathroom scale for the past 70 days. I thank you for your patience in humoring me during my weight loss journey. Today, I am 30 pounds closer to that goal!! That thirty pounds was blatantly evident on my face, my mid-section, my buttocks, my hips and my ankles. Now that it has disappeared, apparently, into thin air, I wonder where it's gone? I've considered what 30 pounds of fat could potentially look like when it's not saturated on my body. Take four sticks of butter (1 lb) and multiply that by 30, and there's thirty pounds of fat. But, where did it go?? Does it just melt into thin air? I'd rather it melt in my mouth in the form of a butter cookie, or on a buttered bagel or on a baked potato. I'd really prefer butter melting with onions and garlic, getting ready to be joined by prosciutto, heavy cream and vodka for one of my favorite dishes, Penne Vodka. Dream on. There are still plenty of pounds left to melt before I reach my goal. But for now, I'm doing a happy dance, that somehow, 120 sticks of butter has disappeared from my face, belly, hips, ankles and butt(er).
