I've lost another pound!

For some crazy reason, there was another number off the scale today. I don’t truly understand why, except maybe my most recent weight gain (I lost 8 in 6 wks, then gained them back within a week while sick and eating holiday cookies) wasn’t a true weight gain, so it’s coming off really easily.
Yesterday my husband and I went to the gym and I did 45 min on the treadmill on a program (it was variable inclines, so it was pretty hard and kind-of fun), but then we had to get home so he could finish some homework. I felt a little bit guilty about not doing any weights, as muscle burns more energy than fat does at rest, but I can do some when we go tonight. My favorite part to work out is my legs, I think because they are the strongest part of my body. I am a true pear shape, with small shoulders, arms, and chest, and a larger bottom half. The one benefit to the larger bottom ½ is that I have really strong legs and I can quickly notice progress in my muscle formation there.
I wonder what the final result of my weight loss will be. It is most likely I will stay a similar pear shape, but I can hope that along with the difference in clothing size, I can make some more muscle tone in my legs so I won’t feel like they are as noticeable. Especially living in such a warm climate, and being in a bathing suit a lot, I feel like legs get a lot of attention.
I think I haven’t yet mentioned my other motivation for losing weight, and why I am starting this diet right at this point in my life. I got married two months ago, and in August (in 9 months) we will be going back to my husband’s home country to get married again with his family in attendance. The problem is this: Americans are viewed by his family as big fat people, and all of them are really thin. The bigger problem is that I am heavier than I have ever been, and the biggest problem is that my husband’s girl cousins are…. well, beautiful. And not just the pretty in the face kind, the 5’ 10” and 110 lbs kind. They are the kind of women that would fit right in on the catwalk, and I am feeling so intimidated just by their pictures! They have the classic waif body shape, and though my husband obviously wouldn’t be attracted to his own cousins and obviously he is attracted to my perfectly pear shape, since when has a woman’s body image been about what a man thinks about her? I think that a lot of times women judge themselves off of other women’s bodies, and I am feeling really intimidated by these women. I am not alone in this feeling – my sister-in-law is also American and going on this trip next summer, and she feels the same as me. WE DON’T WANT TO BE “THOSE FAT AMERICANS!!” We want to be those proportionate, curvy and not waif-like, happy and cozy Americans. We have great husbands and great lives, and we want to have great bodies too.
How’s that for motivation? It’s what I think of every time I take my vitamins, or drink my water, or say “no thanks” to the endless rounds of Christmas cookies at school.
I should also say, I guess, that he is feeling the same pressure to slim down – he doesn’t want to be viewed by his family when he goes home as that fat almost-American. He has gained probably 40 lbs since he left there eight years ago, but come on, he was a teenager! He is trying to tone down with me too, so we have fun going to the gym together.
Anyway, have a great day everybody and take care of yourselves!