So yesterday our meat thermometer said the chicken was cooked but after a few bites… yeah that chicken wasn’t cooked. Now I’ve been up since 3 am with sadness in my stomach and I am convinced that I am dying. It’s probably entirely psychosomatic but what can we do. PS this post is being written between bouts of that sadness and so far has taken me about two and a half hours.
Anyway I just wanted to share that FINALLY, I lost more than .1 lbs or whatever the heck I was doing all summer. I feel like, all summer I was doing a dance – lose a tiny amount, gain. Lose a tiny amount, gain – and that my weight loss was over. Although just now after writing that sentence I pulled up my stats and looking back, I might be fooling myself about the whole plateau thing (I should have looked at my stats back when I started feeling like I wasn’t losing any weight ever):
June 29th: +1.2 lbs (this was after a week of high humidity and me being swollen up from it, I remember I was so mad).
July 6th: -2.3 lbs
July 13th: +0.4 lbs
July 20th: -2.4 lbs
July 27th: -0.2 lbs
August 3rd: -2.9 lbs
August 10th: +0.9 lbs
August 17th: -3.5 lbs
August 24th: +0.7 lbs
August 31st: -0.8 lbs
September 7th: -0.1 lbs
September 14th: -2.6 lbs.
SO, yes, there were four gains in a 12-week period, and a bunch of tiny little losses, but all in all, from my birthday until now, I have lost nearly thirteen pounds, which is like, a bit over a pound a week on average, which doesn’t suck. I need to keep that in mind. And I think that now that I’m back into the routine of going to work every day things might pick up (knock on wood).
Rob, meanwhile, is down 60 lbs (since March) and on Saturday I forced him to go to WalMart with me and buy new pants. He was convinced that no WalMart clothes would fit him but guess what he has lost 5 pant sizes and can TOTALLY wear WalMart clothes. And yes, this is a big deal – for both of us. Not having to buy things online or only shop at the one Fat Lady store in the province (where things cost three times as much as any other store, and are of no better quality – and there are NO Fat dude stores so we were ordering all his stuff online which sucks if you want to, oh, try something ON before you buy it) is so good and saves money. Do we hate the fact that it’s WalMart that’s saving us money? Well yes, but there are no other clothing stores in our town. No, seriously. None.
My hope, now, is to lose 1.1 lbs by next week (which if this Stomach Sadness continues might happen in a not-great way). Because oh yeah! Next week is the one-year anniversary of my first weigh-in at Weight Watchers (the 15th was the anniversary of when I joined), and if I lose 1.1 lbs by then, I will have lost 90 lbs. I’m at 88.9 lbs lost right now and it’s… crazy.
Speaking of which – next weekend is the Open House (where people who might be interested come in and there is information given and people do presentations and if people want to sign up, they can, and there’s a discount – I joined on Open House day last year but I didn’t actually go during any of the open house things, I snuck in to the centre about 10 minutes before closing when there was only one person there because I didn’t want to be around people because I was ashamed of myself). Last weekend, our meeting leader asked Rob and I if we would be interested in sharing our Success Story (ha!) at the open house. I was all “Whaaaaaaaat? Success story? But I’m still fat! You so crazy.” and they were like “GIRL DON’T EVEN you two have WORKED this program” so I guess that is a thing we’re doing. This weekend they gave us a sheet with all these guidelines – which I might share here in a future post (or at least I might share My Story) – and they gave us a contract that we have to sign. In case CNN shows up and wants to put us on the news? I don’t know. Believe me, CNN isn’t showing up to this place.
And now it is 7:30 am and because I am a good aunt and don’t want her to be late I am still driving my niece to her school as I do every morning.