Two weeks later I stepped on the scale and lost 7.5 pounds on South Beach. I know it's not much and I still have 22.5 more to go but this is the first time in years that I saw the scale take me down more than just down two pounds and then up two pounds again. Bigger than the weight loss is the fact that I learned that I can do it. If you were reading my postings from a few months ago I explicitly stated that I doubt I'd lose any since years of trying left me exhausted and with little faith in myself. These past two weeks I was freed from food controlling me, I fought through the cravings and I came out of it. It's funny because my reward for completing two successful weeks was going to be a nice frozen yogurt from TCBY today the end of my two weeks. Today came, and I dont want it! I seriously just dont want it. My cravings have gone away, my wooziness for being without sugar are gone. It's gone. I feel like an alcoholic finally recovering. I still have 22 more pounds to go and I'm not sure now that phase I is over what exactly I do now.... guess I'll be hitting the bookstore tonight... but yeah finally some changes :)