Not a milestone anyone would put on a chart. I was on the rug helping my nephew with a puzzle, and when I stood up I just... stood up. No hand on the coffee table, no rocking forward twice. I only noticed because I caught myself waiting for an effort that never showed up.
Some context: I lost around 55 lbs a few years ago and then let 30 of it come back. Eleven weeks into starting over, 14 down, which is slower than I'd like but real.
Here's the part that's messing with me. My body is acting like it trusts me before my brain is willing to. I keep waiting to feel like someone who's "back at it," and mostly I feel like someone who's embarrassed and trying anyway.
Anyone else get these little physical receipts that don't match the mood in your head?