Well on Monday of last week I was 90 pounds down. Thursday when I weighed I was up 2 pounds, and I held onto that for yesterday’s weigh in. So what’s up?
It was my husbands birthday and we have sweets in the house that I’ve been nibbling on. I haven’t been drinking enough water as well. The plus side is that I know what my challenges are. But I refuse to let the scale define me! NO! This is my life and I’m proud of the way my clothes are fitting.
I’m also proud that last week I did 2 miles on the treadmill. I would walk for 2-3 minutes, then jog for 30 seconds. I did this for 45 minutes. Sunday night I went to the gym and did 3 miles. But this time I would walk for 2-3 minutes and jog for 45 seconds. I was so proud of myself! All though my hip flexor is a little sore still, I’m getting it done.
I will bust through this little rut and keep going. My goals are for long term success. So I’m trying to drink more and more water and up my protein levels. And to quit that late night snacking that is killing me.
I am seeing a lot of hair loss. I’m on the low end of protein (60-65grams) because of the pooping issues I’ve had and still continue to have. But I’ve started on Biotin to see if that will help. But hell, I’ll cut my hair short and be fine with it. With rapid weight loss comes hair loss. It’s only hair. And it’s a small price to pay for being healthy. Right?
I have a hair appointment this afternoon and I might just chop off my hair. We shall see. I’m in a very weird place with sizes. A lot of my jeans are too big, and the rest are just a shade too tight. I have tops that are 2x and 3x that I just can’t wear. They make me look huge. Time to let them go. Why am I having trouble letting those big sizes go? It’s almost like I don’t believe it is real?
But the way I feel is real. I have a friend that I’ve mentioned before that has had some problems with my weight loss. I hadn’t seen her since my surgery and then Friday night she came out to a remote of mine. We finally got the chance to hang out and she still insists she is just dealing with other stuff and is very sorry she was putting distance between us. Anyhow…right away she said how proud she was of me etc. And as I’ve lost, she has gained. I’m not pointing that out in a ‘karma’ kind of way etc. My point is the stress she is dealing with in her life is doing to her body what I had let happen to mine. Stress packs on the pounds for me. And I see it doing it to her. She asked me if I felt better because I was smaller. And I answered that I feel better, because I FEEL better. My joints don’t ache. I’m not lugging 90 extra pounds around. That makes you feel better all over. It has very little to do with the fact that I’m smaller. It has to do with just feeling better.
I’m stunned by that. That I just plain feel better. And when I eat crappy I don’t. Drinking more water makes me feel better. Exercising makes me feel amazing. And I don’t dread each day.
I feel good. I’m officially 90 pounds down as of this morning. And just at my 4 month mark since surgery.
I walked 3.1 miles yesterday around a lake. At times I would jog for 15-20 seconds at a time. My dog was not a fan of this however. But we did good.
I am wearing jeans I bought on ebay about 5 years ago and never wore. The tags were still on them. And the shirt is an 18/20 I dug out of my closet that I haven’t worn in 9-10 years. I’m basically shopping in my own closet.
I ate crap on Saturday because we needed to go to the grocery store to stock up on healthy food for me. So I ate crap. We hit up the store on Sunday and I’m back on track.
I know we have talked about the whole constipation issue to death. But it is still happening to me once a month where I have to take so much Milk of Mag and Mirolax that I am a danger to those around me. I could feel it Friday night. I had no issues pooping Friday morning. But I felt the change in my belly Friday night and knew what the beautiful weekend held for me. It is my ONLY complaint with my surgery.
Saturday I spent the whole day at home waiting for the rupture. Saturday night at like 11pm we had take off. It took so much out of me I had to send my hubby to go get Propel Zero. I was wiped out!
Then I woke up Sunday to the mother of all migraines. So Sunday was spent huddled in a ball with two doses of migraine medicine. Today I feel like I have a sinus issue and I’m dizzy. I am wondering if my blood pressure is getting too low again. It might be close to time to completely go off that med so I’ll be ready to check that out. soon.
Weigh in for me is Monday mornings. I am down 4 pounds this week. I’ll take it. Are you kidding me? Hell yeah!!
Goals are to get walking today unless another migraine unleashes its fury on me. I brought my workout clothes so I can change at work and hit the paths around a local lake.
Hope everyone is ready for another killer week!
We have FINALLY had some good weather here in Iowa, so I’ve been getting outside for walks.
Saturday I did a 30 minute walk around the neighborhood with the dog.
Sunday I walked with my dog, daughter, and friend Jamie. We did the dry trails at Raccoon River for about 40 minutes.
Monday Jamie joined me at Grey’s lake for a walk. 2.1 miles at a leisurely pace.
Tuesday we did the walk at Grey’s again.
Wednesday I joined Jamie for another Grey’s lake journey. Then Wednesday night I took my daughter swimming at my gym for family swim.
I feel good but the top of my legs are aching a little. They aren’t used to the exercise, and my friend said my body is still repositioning everything after surgery. My only hope is that I can get rid of my fat ankles and calves. I have an issue with my Lymphatic system getting rid of fluid. So I don’t wear shorts or shirts as they are hideous. I really don’t think weight loss is going to help. I know exercises for my calves don’t slim them, they only bulk up. Help? Anyone?
Regardless, the plan is to keep moving. Even 30 minutes a day is great! I am still just walking, and don’t plan on moving to a jog yet. Slow and steady. I told my daughter is she had a good day at school again today we would celebrate. She asked if that meant we can go to the kids gym. (She plays in the kids gym while I work out.)
Last night I was able to wear a swim suit that I ordered 2 years ago, and never fit into. The tags were still on it! It fit! Today I am wearing a new shirt from Lane Bryant that is 14/16. The down side is my jeans are loose and make me look heavier. Oh well…not a bad problem to have!
I’m down to 241.4. I feel ok about that. Only about a pound lost in the week, but it is what it is. I went to support group on Saturday, and it was great to get recharged with motivation. I took a 30 minute walk Saturday, and Sunday. I did a leisurely pace both days. This afternoon I am meeting a friend for a walk around a lake. It’s actually beautiful here, so I can’t wait to get outdoors.
Even though I am not seeing big movement on the scale, I am seeing it in other areas. I bought new bras on Saturday and that is really making my shirts look better. And my waist seem tiny. I am wearing a new shirt today that last week my husband and I thought might be just a *touch* too small. It looks great today. And I feel great.
Funny, as I am going thru these changes I notice I am wearing jewelry again. And wanting my makeup to look good. I have two endorsements with my job coming through that are also making me feel better. One is for The Good Feet Store. The set me up with orthotics and new shoes that are making me feet feel great! Helping with the exercise plan!
The second endorsement is for lazer hair removal. I did it on Saturday, and it has me feeling pretty. Weird eh? Self confidence is there, attitude is positive, motivation is present….it’s like all hands on deck people! We got this!
Anyone else doing good and feeling positive? I don’t need the scale to move. I just need to move and keep a smile on my face!
Last week I got my wedding dress on. Then Friday night I decided to try my wedding ring. I haven’t worn it since I got pregnant 7 and a half years ago. Damn fat fingers.
It fits. It’s been so long I put it on the wrong hand. Fat fingers be gone!!
On this blog I had mentioned a friendship that had gone south after my surgery. I reached out to this person YET again and she was totally all about chatting about her life. But wanted nothing to do with my journey and my success. We planned to meet up several times on Saturday. First I invited her to a craft fair and she was all ready but then I heard nothing. Hours later she sent a text apologizing as she spent the day in bed and ‘fell asleep’. Fine
I called her later and said I was meeting up with a mutual friend at a sushi bar for drinks and food. (No drinks for me and 3 pieces of sushi—but it was good to catch up.) She was going to join us. We stayed for 3 hours. She never showed up.
The next morning she texted me and said she had to take care of something and just couldn’t get there in time. Uh huh. This is the pattern since August. There comes a point where I am putting much more into this relationship than I am getting out of it. I think it’s time to just let it go.
But the friend I did meet up with was amazing. He hadn’t seen me since about a month after surgery and has been very supportive since the beginning, keeping in touch and sending me messages constantly. I also saw some other friends that commented on my success. It was a nice boost.
I started this journey at 325. I got to 300 for surgery. I’m three months out and this morning I weighed in at 242. My hope is to get under 200. But I already feel the success. If I stay where I am, and have the energy I do now….well I will count this as a win. I’ve never been in it for a certain weight, or a certain size clothes. It was for my health.
I have a weight loss support group on Saturday, and they are starting a team for a 5k run/walk. I’m doing it. I’m signing up. Now that I’ve written it down, it will happen. Gotta have those goals!