It's nice not being fat, but I want to be thin

And the plateau continues. I'm not sure what else I can do to get past this. I'm feeling hopeless. However, I am generally doing very well overall. How can one feel helpless but be doing well, you ask? I'm not really sure. All I know is that I'm somewhat comfortable. I'm in a place where I'm content with my fitness and how my life is. Do I still have changes to make? Yes, of course. Do I wish things would speed up?... no doubt about it.

Time is my enemy. I just want what I have been working so hard for to come faster. That's the part of me that is always rushing through things screaming out. What makes me hopeless is the fact that I set a reasonable goal, and I won't hit it despite doing everything I can. I'm not where I wanted to be, and it's disappointing. I'm thankful that I'm not where I was, but seeing my progress stall to nothing is painful.

I made a deal with myself that I would cut the crap and get into the best shape of my life. Yes, it's nice not being 200+ lbs, but I want to be THIN. I want to be the girl at zumba who can pull up her shirt when she gets sweaty and feel good about how my body looks. I want to be at the beach and not be embarrassed, but actually feel fit and catch people checking me out :P I just want THIN so bad and I'm doing everything to get there. I've become bored with what I eat and workouts, and I know that's not going to help me out any. I'm trying to get some other mom friends involved to work out with me, and even try new things (possibly P90X, belly dancing, and pole dancing!) just to spice things up.

Just because something bends doesn't mean it's going to break. But man... AM I bending...