I’m actually down thirty pounds, but Lose-it! doesn’t have a badge for that. Not sure what the next one is, but I’m looking forward to it! It amazes me how much these milestones and personal support from friends matters as I truck along.
I’m still dealing with my pulled groin, or whatever it is. And the heel thing is not going away. Today, I tried to swim as I thought that would be less stressful on my muscles. It still hurt, but I was really out of breath, so I guess I elevated my heart rate. Of course, I got in the pool and swam down the lane and realized I had my FitBit on when I stood up. It seems to be working now though, but I thought it was a goner. We’ll see if it’s reliable. They may permit a return on it according to their customer support community.
On the weight loss itself, it feels kind of strange. I no longer have the gignormous stomach that obstructed the view of my feet. (Where did it go?) My clothes are all fitting loosely now, with very few exceptions. Like most women who’ve gained and lost, I have clothes in my closet in nearly every size. I refuse to buy new clothes right now. What I have done in the past is buy smaller size plus clothes in thrift shops. I may do that again if my clothes really start not fitting at all. The other noticeable weight loss is actually in my face. I think it’s thinning out. For a woman my age, I have very few wrinkles, so this is a welcome development. When I reach my 50% off goal, I am definitely going to lie about my age. 🙂
I have been using a number of devices to keep me motivated (apart from the online friends and tools). One device I’ve used in the past is to make a simple poster of my future state from magazine clippings. It’s entirely old skool, made with scissors and glue. It’s kinda fun though. Lots of photos of horses. I’ll post it when I have it finished. It’s not a work of art, just a mental reminder of what I’m working toward.
My health has really improved, as I’ve said before. I still can’t believe I don’t have acid reflux anymore. I drink water exclusively, unless I’m drinking tea. (Oh, there is plenty of drinking Chardonnay on occasion.) I can’t give up alcohol altogether when I go out. I still have not had a piece of bread since December 1st.
Tomorrow, I’m signing up for something at the gym called a 90-day challenge. I hope it’s not just an opportunity or them to upsell me, but I’m going to do it. There are a variety of programs associated with it that I’ve been curious about. Yoga, grocery shopping, Zumba, even a 5K at the end, which I should be able to do by May 1.
Well, that’s it for now. I’m feeling great and moving forward (albeit gingerly until my injuries heal).
Oh, best news? I’m no longer “morbidly obese.” Now, a pleasant “severely overweight.” I’ll take it.