The Day My Life Changed…

I started on my journey in August of 2007. For two years I fought, kicked and cried my way through losing 90+lbs. I was well on my way to hitting an official 100lbs lost by August 1st, 2009 which was my 2 year anniversary. I was planning a big ‘ol celebration around here… until my life changed the evening before my final weigh-in. (Click here for more info).

Join me now, as I reevaluate my priorities, struggle to find out what “healthy” is while dealing with an emotional trauma, and continue to learn how to live a healthy life, no sugar coating included.

Late weigh in…

Since I didn’t weigh in on Friday, I did this morning. And for the THIRD week in a row, I weighed in at 215.8. Exact maintain. I’m okay with that. Hell, it’s A LOT better than gaining!

This is all just part of my journey. Ups and downs and stay-the-sames. Maybe we’ll see a loss next week…? That would be GREAT. But me…? I’m guessing not. Week before TOM, next week. I always gain. Maybe I’ll surprise myself. :)

So, plus zero pounds, minus zero pounds. At least my pants are looser! Woo hoo!

Have a fabulous rest-of-the-weekend! See you lovelies on Monday! xoxo!

Don’t believe the scale

I need someone to beat this into my head.
Over.
And Over.
And Over. Again.
Sometimes I wonder what it’s gonna take to really actually truly honestly believe that the scale lies, that the scale doesn’t really say what is happening with our body. For as many calories and minutes on the elliptical/treadmill/stair.machine.of.death I count, something should be happening dammit!
And then….a friend sends me this ray of hope.
A clarifying in yer face kind of reasoning that seems to put me at ease.
Read it and remind yourself that the scale LIES!

Don’t believe the scale

I need someone to beat this into my head.
Over.
And Over.
And Over. Again.
Sometimes I wonder what it’s gonna take to really actually truly honestly believe that the scale lies, that the scale doesn’t really say what is happening with our body. For as many calories and minutes on the elliptical/treadmill/stair.machine.of.death I count, something should be happening dammit!
And then….a friend sends me this ray of hope.
A clarifying in yer face kind of reasoning that seems to put me at ease.
Read it and remind yourself that the scale LIES!