The inches are coming off faster than the pounds, now.
I just "unsubscribed" from the emails sent out by the plus-size store. The last thing I bought there, one month ago, was my size-14 faux leather jacket. I had to search for the size 14 (it was on a mannequin) and it was barely small enough then. It is a nice jacket though, and really worth having. Now it's two inches too big all around. It will be fine for the rest of the fall season this year, but next year if I want a similar look I will have to buy a new jacket.
I haven't seen my Friday night social group for most of the summer (the activity we get together for is more of a cold weather thing for most people). No one has commented on the lost weight, but then my hair is so different that anyone who comments at all will say something about that.
My friend who goes with me is a large woman, approaching 300 pounds. Our friendship centres around our Friday nights out, and always involves a restaurant meal. It hasn't been a problem, because I eat lightly early in the day, and she and I usually go somewhere where I can get fish and rice, since she is aware of my avoidance of wheat.
But we do not talk about fitness things. I have not told her about losing weight, or joining a gym, or any of that stuff. I do not ever want her to feel that I look at her any differently, because I don't. I don't know if it will ever come up. Another lady in the group lost a lot of weight a couple of years ago, and it was never a topic of conversation, so the same will probably happen with me.
Anyway, I am just stopping here quickly at 7:30 AM before I get ready for the gym, to say that I am finally in the 170s. The scale this morning read
(Just barely there, but I'll take it!)