I’ve lost 19 pounds!

Not 15, not 18, not 20. I mentioned to someone today that I lost 19 pounds, and they said “wow, you lost 20 pounds!”

I got weirdly defensive. Most of those pounds have been a struggle. Strangely enough, the last 4-5 were ridiculously easy. But the rest I WORKED MY ASS OFF FOR. So when I get to 20, (which should be really soon!) I will throw myself a party. Like, at the gym. With no cake. Maybe some fruit.