Start: 175.0
Day 1 - 175.0. Alrighty. I'm getting back on track here. My bad...I'm working on my mental stuff...hoping to get out of my own way. Correction: I'm getting out of my own way. It may be slower than I'd hope, but that's cause I'm gathering courage...so, as long as I keep on keeping on...I'll be at a healthier place. I'll be a happier place...not because I'm not fat, but because of all the bashing I did to myself for being over 200 pounds...for being, what I perceived to be, ugly...for not being able to enjoy clothes shopping, nor how things felt, nor for trying to not tear up in the dressing rooms. Those are things I am more than delighted to leave in my past. Now...for an interesting thing that happened yesterday. After exercising, I'm getting ready to take a shower...sitting on, *ahem*, the "throne", and I happened to look down (lol...the mind of an overweight person, i am LOVING how my thighs are starting to fit the toilet seat instead of being way bigger) and noticed something odd about my tummy. Yup, I still have one, BUT...it doesn't stick out more than my boobage anymore...and it's been getting less solid, more jello-ish...but yesterday? That top "bulge" had a sort of small indent. Kind of shelf-ish? It wasn't a smooth arch. It kind of gave up there...and I actually said out loud, "Well, isn't that interesting!" Because, even though I haven't been a model Dukaner the past few weeks, there have still been changes happening...I'm taking some of the stuffing out of my fat tummy! I'll take that.
Day 2 - ... No weigh in this morning because we spent last night at my brother-in-law's. But. I was out of town (re: around real fast food, real restaurants = BIG temptation), and I was even out a few times by myself doing some errands...and hungry on both occasions...and did NOT get off track. On our way home last night, told hubby that I maintained..he asked if I had been tempted. I said, heck yeah! But, I stayed good. Lunch was nasty, but that's more because of the choice of restaurant. Dinner, I had a salad with grilled chicken. I had packed my "fake cookies" and crunched on carrots. So. I thought I'd cheat, but I did not. Go me!
Day 3 - 173.6. Yeah! We have broke into a new number! I think...gives me incentive and encouragement. Which I need. Also...the jeans I bought a few months ago, that I couldn't even pull up past my knees...I've been wearing them the past few weeks. The first week or so, they were snug around the waist...the last week or so, they haven't been...I chalked it up to them "loosening" up. But, they're expensive jeans (found for $4 at a thrift store...oh yeah!) and they don't do that. Yesterday, while walking around, I had to keep hiking them up. You know that point where pants are becoming annoying? That's where these pants are...which is sad, because I really like them. Make me feel good. But...I'm starting to think it has something to do with the changes happening to my middle fat. So, I do believe I'm going to go on eBay and look for these in a size smaller. I'm seeing my girls in two weeks...maybe, just maybe, I'll be 170?
Day 4 - 173.0. Can I express the joy I felt this morning when the scale's numbers stopped at 173? Nope...I cannot...because I woke up feeling a bit puffy...a headache...and wasn't feeling very hopeful when I got on the scale. Even though I did good yesterday...so...there you have it. I'm happy with the number. At church, one of my people was eyeballing my belly...she shook her head and said that she's not too sure about this weight loss thing, that perhaps it's time to stop because I'm getting a bit too sexy for her. A bit extreme, but a nice thing to say. Like when my daughter looked at my face and said she's not sure she wants my face to get any skinnier...a nice compliment, but, I'm still too overweight and have a way to go...they're nice and I can file them away in my head for strength at weak moments. Other than that, I think allergies are kicking my butt right now. And I am working on kicking fat's butt.
Day 5 - 172.6. There is hope. Got stopped in the parking lot while shopping yesterday...one of the ladies from one of my boards said she meant to tell me at our last meeting that I'm looking good. She said good job. I said thank you...I appreciated it. And I do.
Day 6 - 172.4. This morning, after logging in, and going to click on this post to edit and add this morning's number...I realize that I'm getting to the end of week 16. That's 4 months! I may have stumbled, not been perfect on this journey, but...I am so grateful that I decided to do this. That I have basically stuck with this plan. That my body is completely different than it was 16 weeks ago...that my blood counts are down from where they were 16 weeks ago...I did this. And I will keep on going. Mistakes and all...look at what I've done so far. And if I hadn't started? I'd still be hating...and have a few prescriptions...
Day 7 - 172.something. I wrote 'something' because when I first got on the scale, it said 171.something. I didn't believe it. So I get on again...the numbers do their beep-beep-beep...and settle on 171.something again. Still don't believe it (psst...ate a few things yesterday I ought not have...so of course, the scale will say 200, don'tchaknow). Get on again...it says 172.something. I think..well, okay...don't remember yesterday's...maybe that's real. But now, I don't remember what the point number is. But I'll sure behave myself appropriately today...because tomorrow is the weekly official weigh in...and I want to move my ticker down... Board meeting today, they'll be throwing food at me. I'll be politely declining again.
Official weigh in from the end of my sixteenth week in the Cruise Phase: 171.6
Week sixteen weight loss: 3.4
Total weight loss: 33.4
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Congrats on your loss this week!
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