Weighty Matters

75.2 pounds gone since May 11!!!! Got my magnet last night to show for it, and I'm so very happy! All my pants are loose. My sweaters are sliding off what used to be my shoulders. I walked 1.28 miles on the treadmill this morning. I increased my weights slightly today (and a couple were TOUGH to take). But I'm so enjoying this change in me. We had new folks joining our meeting last night. And my leader sent them to me for inspiration and advice, along with a couple of other folks. That was such an honor -- considering I'm about 1/3 of the way to my goal, and yet others see me as an inspiration and role model. I can't wait to see what the New Year brings!!!

Last weigh-in, I needed 4.4 pounds to hit 75 even. I got 4.2 pounds. AAARGH! 0.2 pounds away.... oh well. I still have a few days to go to get it. Christmas: I didn't count points. I didn't on Thanksgiving either. Whatever happens, happens. Enjoy the rest of 2006, and here's to a great '07!!!

Yesterday, I got to attend a dance recital for my godchild and her cousin. I never did dance lessons. I had a friend who did. I thought about it in 2nd grade, but someone mentioned that I should have started a couple of years earlier, and that I needed to drop a few pounds. So I put dance lessons out of my mind. I did Girl Scouts instead, and never thought about dance lessons again. I didn't bemoan the fact that yes, I probably should have dropped a few pounds of baby fat back then and didn't. I didn't wonder if I should have told whomever that they needed to stuff it. In the grand scheme of the cosmos, it was not this sad thing -- it just was. End of story. Last night at the recital, there was a young lady in two of the segments. She was larger than everyone else up on stage, but OH MY STARS! She was having a grand time. She radiated pure joy. She gave everything she had to her dancing and from what I could tell, was simply happy to be there and happy to dance. And let me ...

I gained back 0.8 pounds. Not enough to really even worry about. Even my leaders tonight were pooh-poohing it. So that's good to know. I really want to hit 75 pounds by year-end. I have 17 more days to make it happen and lose 4.2 pounds. But if I don't hit it right on the 31st, I'm not going to have a massive meltdown. As Debbie (my leader) often says, "Life happens." But I'm so happy that I'm well on my way to better health. Nowhere to go but down!

3.0 more pounds gone for a total of 71.4 pounds gone in 30 weeks. That's an average of 2.38 pounds per week. I am so psyched and so happy. I went to a function yesterday, and there were lots of people there that I hadn't seen -- some of them in almost 2 years. They were all astonished and noticed right away that I'd lost weight. I was positively glowing -- not that I'm an attention hound, but I enjoyed the compliments. And I have worked hard to get where I am. Not working hard is what got me in the shape I was in. Working hard is what's changing my shape and changing my life. For all those who are on the journey to health with me -- regardless of how you're doing it -- KEEP GOING!!!!!!!

I maintained this week. I'm actually kind of happy about that. Usually when I lose a large amount (over 5 pounds), I follow that up with a gain the next week. This time, I didn't. So I'm happy about that. I can also tell a difference in the inches. I went back to my favorite foundations store in Atlanta. I had gone there shortly before joining WW. It had been seven months since I'd gone to the store, and knew I needed to be refitted. Good thing I decided to go. I'd lost enough that I needed all new sizes. Can't complain about that (well, much anyway). And my clothes are generally looser, including all the new stuff I bought about 2 months ago. Luckily for me, I have found a plus-size consignment shop nearby. I just have to get all my stuff together and take it there!