So, currently my closet is full of shirts and capri pants that don't fit. The shirts fit, but they do my new figure zero justice. Dresses that are either a smidge too tight still, or are way too big. My drawers are full of shorts that are too big, jeans that I have to hold up to keep them up, pajamas that are slipping off and bras that I had to throw away!
A good problem to have you say? Yes, if I had a money tree growing in my backyard. I ran through Ross last week (for Tim mostly, who has also, by the way, lost 15 lbs. or more and fits into nothing he owns) and swung through the ladies section. I found a pair of denim capri pants and 2 shirts that actually fit my body and for under $10 each, I snatched them up.
This Sunday, as I am looking for something to wear to church, I opted (mostly out of desperation because NOTHING else fits... seriously...) for the new capri pants and a new shirt. Anyone who knows me knows that this is going to sound odd and like nothing I would normally do, but I could not stop looking at myself in the mirror!! I couldn't believe how much better my upper body looked in a shirt that fit. No upper roll on my belly, no back fat rolls, no ill-fitting bra rolls, no real belly fat roll at all, to be honest.
This was the first time in a VERY, VERY long time that I was actually pleased with my appearance. Tim asked me if I needed a bigger mirror. Wise ass. I was just surprised to see how much of a difference this 10 weeks has made. Yes, I still need a new bra, (because, in all honesty, half my weight loss was in this area, apparently, and the ladies need to rise up now), but the pants fit great, no squeezing, not tight in the wrong places, fit me in the right places and I could actually see a separation between my upper thighs. More then normal, anyway.
This was a great feeling. More like an awesome feeling. I still have a ways to go to get where I want to be I think, but in the "I fight for me" vein, I am definitely moving in the right direction and would be hard pressed to let myself get back to the unhappy looking me again.
I have so much appreciation for this opportunity. Now, if it would just rain $20 bills on me, I would be a happy camper.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Chugging along...
Yes, weeks between blog posts is unacceptable. I get it.
I have this vibe that my posts need to be witty and interesting and meaningful. I am not always in that head space. Some may say I am never in that head space. I just care way too much about what people think of me. There, I said it.
Physiographs last week and I am pleased with the results. I hit my 4 week 8 lb. loss goal and the physiograph showed a total of 21 lbs. of body weight down, 20.3 lbs. of fat gone and yippee. I am definitely doing as well if not better then I gave myself credit for before this got rolling. 21 lbs in 9 weeks is nothing to be disappointed about.
I continue to impress myself on the eating front. Now I won't lie, I still dream of a day when I ate whatever the hell I wanted, going out to get pizza was an option, even when eating garlic bread at a restaurant was an option. I get a glimpse every few days at a Cold Stone gift card that is in my wallet. It would be great to be able to use that thing sometime in the future. You know what I really miss? A good casserole. Baked Potato Casserole, Broccoli Casserole, Chicken Pot Pie. Between the dairy, cream of whatever soup and buttery crackers or flaky crust, it will likely be off limits for a long time, but no one ever said I couldn't dream about it.
A little annoyed at the endurance I feel like I am really slow to acquire. I am not a runner. Never was and have less then zero interest in it. Well, I honestly have less then negative infinity interest in it. Yes, it gets my heart rate up quick, but I need to find other things that work that well because I can think of many other completely horrible things I would much rather do then run. Wow, it may not even be possible to hate anything so much! The glass with the running is much less the half empty. Am I being clear about how much I loathe it?!
Back to endurance... it is likely better then it was when we started out, but mine still sucks, quite frankly. I have signed up for my first 5K coming up in a few weeks and I am positive I can get through it, definitely sure I finish and finish strong, but I can promise you my body will not be running the whole time. Or even most of the time. Ugh.
Switching to positivity for a minute, the highlight of my eating day is my recent daily lunch of rolled chicken, raw cauliflower, raw broccoli, carrots and roasted pine nut hummus. Wow that stuff is superb.
Yes, you can add that to the list of things you never thought you would ever hear me say.
I look forward to it everyday. Whether hummus every day is a good idea or not, if factor that with all the raw veggies, my caloric intake is minimal... even considering the huge crudite platter I consume! It takes a good amount of broccoli and cauliflower to fill up this well stretched out belly! That is getting smaller by the day, by the way!
My next 4 week goal is another 8 lbs. I want to lose 30 lbs. altogether in this competition at a minimum. I am not sure that will be enough to win. In my world I have already won.
In the words of the great Ivan Drago, "I fight to win. For me. FOR ME"
I have this vibe that my posts need to be witty and interesting and meaningful. I am not always in that head space. Some may say I am never in that head space. I just care way too much about what people think of me. There, I said it.
Physiographs last week and I am pleased with the results. I hit my 4 week 8 lb. loss goal and the physiograph showed a total of 21 lbs. of body weight down, 20.3 lbs. of fat gone and yippee. I am definitely doing as well if not better then I gave myself credit for before this got rolling. 21 lbs in 9 weeks is nothing to be disappointed about.
I continue to impress myself on the eating front. Now I won't lie, I still dream of a day when I ate whatever the hell I wanted, going out to get pizza was an option, even when eating garlic bread at a restaurant was an option. I get a glimpse every few days at a Cold Stone gift card that is in my wallet. It would be great to be able to use that thing sometime in the future. You know what I really miss? A good casserole. Baked Potato Casserole, Broccoli Casserole, Chicken Pot Pie. Between the dairy, cream of whatever soup and buttery crackers or flaky crust, it will likely be off limits for a long time, but no one ever said I couldn't dream about it.
A little annoyed at the endurance I feel like I am really slow to acquire. I am not a runner. Never was and have less then zero interest in it. Well, I honestly have less then negative infinity interest in it. Yes, it gets my heart rate up quick, but I need to find other things that work that well because I can think of many other completely horrible things I would much rather do then run. Wow, it may not even be possible to hate anything so much! The glass with the running is much less the half empty. Am I being clear about how much I loathe it?!
Back to endurance... it is likely better then it was when we started out, but mine still sucks, quite frankly. I have signed up for my first 5K coming up in a few weeks and I am positive I can get through it, definitely sure I finish and finish strong, but I can promise you my body will not be running the whole time. Or even most of the time. Ugh.
Switching to positivity for a minute, the highlight of my eating day is my recent daily lunch of rolled chicken, raw cauliflower, raw broccoli, carrots and roasted pine nut hummus. Wow that stuff is superb.
Yes, you can add that to the list of things you never thought you would ever hear me say.
I look forward to it everyday. Whether hummus every day is a good idea or not, if factor that with all the raw veggies, my caloric intake is minimal... even considering the huge crudite platter I consume! It takes a good amount of broccoli and cauliflower to fill up this well stretched out belly! That is getting smaller by the day, by the way!
My next 4 week goal is another 8 lbs. I want to lose 30 lbs. altogether in this competition at a minimum. I am not sure that will be enough to win. In my world I have already won.
In the words of the great Ivan Drago, "I fight to win. For me. FOR ME"
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