I'm so pleased - 2 summers ago I hit my heaviest ever, 15.5 stone. I'd settled into a lovely but sedentary contract and got into breakfast pastry / meal deal / afternoon cake / big dinner / treat habit and finally made myself get on the scales. The shock ...
Lost a few pounds then lost heart. Fast forward to this July and felt I should pick it up again, then found I'd dropped a few more. Encouraged again!
Counting the loss since it began, I'm down two stone, a jeans size and a bra size - about 1.5 stone to go.
I sort of plateaued over the last month without much coming off, but my new jeans feel and look so nice that I feel it's real milestone achieved. And I'm seeing them as interim jeans, intending to be in another size down and my target weight of 12 stone before new year.