Starting Weight: 318.2 lbs.
Weight Last Week: 241.8 lbs.
Current Weight: 239.6 lbs.
Weekly Change: –2.2 lbs.
Total Weight Lost: 78.6 lbs.
Please excuse the late post. I moped for half of the day, and I’ve finally just managed to turn it around! More about that in a bit, though. First let’s talk about the great things that I accomplished this week!
1) Last week, I mentioned that it was my goal to be grateful, and I really did work on that! I realized that no matter how many times I may slip and slide and struggle, nothing can take away what I’ve done this year. Nothing.
I’m halfway up the mountain, and that’s a
big huge deal, and it’s definitely something to be grateful about!
2) My eating choices were on point this week, and I made a real effort to eat while consciously thinking of my mental health. I slowed down and really thought about what I was doing. I tried really, really hard to remember how I kicked the binging before! I hope this is a true start to round two of recovery!
3) Thanks to the WW Colorado Facebook group I’m part of, I was convinced by an incredible lady to get my Fitbit back on and in working order, and thus I’ve been trying to get in more walking this week.
I’m friends with some of you on Fitbit, and today I invited you to a daily challenge. I would love to do more of this! If you’re already my friend, great! Let’s keep walking together! If you’re not and you have a Fitbit, add me here and we can challenge each other to move a bit more!
These days I’m not setting too many goals for myself—I’m just trying to do my best. So if you don’t walk a crazy amount, don’t let that stop you from joining!
4) I bought new jeans on Saturday at Old Navy, and it was one of the most exhilarating experiences of my life—really. I haven’t been able to wear “regulars” since I was a child. Seriously. I was 12 or 13 the last time I could fit into “regulars.” Since then, it’s been nothing but plus for me.
On Saturday, Old Navy had a huge sale, so I went in to check things out for kicks. I grabbed a couple of pairs of size 16 regulars and I thought to myself, “These are never going to fit… But you may as well see how far you’ve got to go and give yourself something to shoot for!”
I went into the fitting room, slid on the jeans (and, yes, they actually SLID on—no exaggeration!), and I was floored by what I saw in the mirror.
Like… really fit.
And then I noticed my baggy shirt. So I decided to grab a couple of XL t shirts to see if maybe, just maybe they would fit.
I fit into REGULAR clothes, you guys.
And, yes, I did buy everything pictured—including that gray t shirt in a size LARGE!
Just for comparison’s sake, here’s what I looked like on January 6, 2015—my first trip to Old Navy to try to find some new clothes (a trip riddled with anxiety, and a trip that was wholly unsuccessful!).
I weighed about 276.6 lbs. at the time (exactly 37 lbs. more than I weigh now), and I’d lost 41.6 lbs. at that point.
Pretty big difference, huh? 😀
This week went well, and I was happy.
I set goals for September:
- Make it to the 230s.
- Celebrate my rebirthday.
- Celebrate an 80-lb. loss.
- ABSOLUTELY NO BINGING.
- Spend as much time as possible focusing on mental health.
And I decided that I wanted to do something for me. I wanted to do something fun and special to celebrate all of the good things I’ve done for myself this past year—all of the change I’ve worked for and all of the dedication I’ve put in.
I decided I was going to go to the hairdresser and have her do something FUN and totally different with my hair.
I wanted to get blunt bangs, thick and full and modern Cleopatra-like.
I went to the hairdresser today as soon as I left my Weight Watchers meeting, photo in hand of exactly what I wanted.
And the woman BUTCHERED my hair.
I cried. And cried. And cried some more.
And I’ve spent the day horrified and embarrassed and very, very angry.
Thankfully, my mom pulled through and is trying to save the day. One of her closest friends is a hairdresser, and he’s agreed to see me as soon as possible (which, unfortunately, isn’t until this coming Tuesday) and fix my hair to the best of his ability. At this point, I’m so horrified by my hair that I’m willing to let him do basically anything. I just want to feel like myself again!
I am not one of those girls that’s heavily into appearances. I wear little to no makeup, I don’t ever “style” my hair, and I don’t know heads or tails about fashion… So I was shocked at how upsetting it was when this woman totally butchered my hair, but it was. It’s been a long time since I cried that hard.
Here’s to hoping my mom’s friend can wield those scissors on Tuesday and fix this hot mess. Until then, I’ll be wearing lots of headbands.
My rebirthday is about one week away—it’s next Saturday, September 12th. I’m excited and plan to celebrate accordingly (so, yes, there may be food involved, but maybe you’ll be surprised by what kind!).
I’m now just 1.1 lb. away from being a full 25% smaller than I was when I started, too. I’m also just 1.4 lbs. away from the big 8-0!
It’s my hope that I can maybe kill two birds with one stone this week and get the pleasure of celebrating both of those milestones this Friday, the last weigh-in before my rebirthday. It’d make my year feel extra complete if I can manage it, so I’m going to work super hard this week to make it happen!
This week’s word is judgment.
I’m going to work hard on using my brain to make the best possible choices for my journey.
I’ve got to learn how to quiet the voice in my head that encourages my binging.
I’ve got to learn how to make better choices—not perfect, just better.
I’ve got to learn to trust my own judgement and listen to my body!
I hope you have a lovely week.
Eat well. Be well.