Weight loss is a funny business. Sometimes it seems like there are no changes taking place, regardless of what the scale says. Other times things seem completely obvious. And most of the time you just feel like yourself.
I went to a party with some friends on Saturday night. I had a little cheesecake and some trail mix and used most of my weekly points. That was fine, I stayed close to my dailies the rest of the week and even manned a cookie table for 2 hours on Sunday at a sledding event for church. Anyway, at the party we were talking about weight and my friend and I realized that we are wearing roughly the same size right now, but it was different. For her it was a high weight and she was working to turn things around and starting a new formal weight loss program this week. For me it is down 100+ lbs from E2’s birth. I am near the lowest adult weight I can remember.
Are we both overweight? Certainly and we are both working to improve it, but it is mind boggling to think that I’ve lost 100 lbs and still am morbidly obese and yet, when I see my picture there is so much progress there! See?
I am not certain what my point is here, other than to be aware that what you see may not reflect what you think that person’s story is. If you met me for the first time you may not know I’ve lost as much weight as I have and think I am just another overweight mom. At my heaviest I remember scanning the room ever time I went into it. If I were the largest person there I would feel uncomfortable. If I had company in my size I felt safer knowing that I was not alone. Weight issues are messy, losing weight is hard, so be mindful of who you meet and what you say.
Despite that tangent I had a solid week. I tracked and did some meal planning that helped. And I saw some results on the scale:
-2.4 Pounds Lost
94.4 lbs lost on WW to Date (128.8 lost total)
Most importantly I have nearly lost all the weight from my holiday trip up/winter depression issues. My light continues to help and I am working hard to be productive as it helps me be more positive with my thinking. I am not “cured” just yet, but I am having more good days than bad ones and for that I am grateful.
I did go to the gym on Monday, not to work out but I went swimming for 1.5 hrs with E1 who was off school. It wasn’t quite “going” to the gym, but it did get me feeling like I might have the courage to get back there soon. It wasn’t as intimidating as I’d thought.
Well, my break is over and I have church programs starting soon so I’ll touch base again later. In the meantime, thank you for your support and keep on fighting for your health. You are worth it. (I am too).