Fifteen.

That's the number of pounds I still have to lose to get back to my pre-pregnancy weight.

Tonight is when it happened.

I was leaving the gym (aka my second home)

When a guy comes up to me.

Guy: "No offense or anything (never good to start a sentence like that)"

Guy: "But, you keep working out like you do, and you're gonna look great one day"

Me: "I sure hope so"

Guy: "Oh you will, you work out on that machine like a champ!"

Seriously. Seriously?!

Did someone really just say that to me?

Wait.

Was that an insult or a compliment?

or both?

Either way, I took it the way I took it.

Reality check.

So starting this week, strict diet.

You're goin' down fifteen!