A welcome compliment

I have always received compliments from my peers and others around me, some positive and others, though few, negative. They always tell me that I am loosing weight. And I like hearing that. Today was different.

I have a jogging buddy. This is strange, because we have only jogged once together, for about one mile. In all the other instances, we bypass each other and we just fist bump, and greet each other, nod, wave, etc, and we continue. We have the same jogging route and we should have been jogging together, but our times just do not correlate, not that we have tried very much for them to correlate. My jogging 'buddy' stays two houses down the road and therefore it should be easier than it is to jog together.

Well, today we 'bumped' into each other again. I was just about one mile from home, cooling down as I walked slowly, muscles screaming for me to rest, and I see him in front of me. He was beaming and he was just setting off for his jog. I stopped to say hi, and he made a comment. He said, 'Hey, you have lost a ton of weight. You are looking good. I am impressed'.

Now, if you see who told me, he is like 110lbs, really fit, slim, and the last I measured myself, about one month ago, I was 190lbs, fighting to loose another 20 lbs to my healthy weight. And I am right now in the middle of a plateau, with not much happening on the scale, though I am using faith to believe that there are so many positive changes on the inside, and the scale will catch up.

Needless to say, I beamed. It is as if it was the first time someone had ever complimented me. And it was welcome at this point because I was in desperate need of assurance given my plateau, and I was just not feeling it, though I had the discipline to get out 4-5 days a week and jog, sweat, cool down, stretch, and hope for the best.

Even as I wait for the scale to get in line, I am glad that my jogging buddy has seen the shed pounds. And he is proud of me. Yayyyyyy!!!!