This morning one of my co-workers said, "You look like a ragamuffin!" I asked if I should do a little hobo dance, maybe?
Then she spent ten minutes explaining that it was a good thing! I've lost so much weight! New clothes! Yay!
It's true. I went to the bathroom to look in the mirror and it's true. The size 20 Old Navy Essential Pants were sliding off my hips, leg fabric was pooling around my ankles. All that was missing was the belt made of rope and a tied-up bandanna, maybe a hand-lettered sign saying "Brother, can you spare a dime?"
So yeah, as of last week, and I weigh-in tomorrow, I have lost 28.8 pounds. I've lost a toddler! I ordered two pairs of size 18 ONEP and they've just arrived. Since they're cheap, I don't mind buying them as in-between pants, because I still have another 30 pounds to go to reach my goal.
Still (and I'll probably update this tomorrow) I can't quite wrap my head around losing nearly 30 pounds. Without feeling deprived, or tense.
Weighed-in at 214.4 - 2.6 pounds lost this week, and a total, since starting, of 30.8 pounds lost. Holy crap.
Congratulations...again! Don't even THINK of looking at a DUB pie. Each one contains a walnut-sized lump of fat.
See you soon. XXX
Posted by: Sandra at August 2, 2008 07:57 AMActually, the thing with WW and tracking points is: I CAN have that DUB pie if I want. It just means I won't be having two. Or I won't be having eggs and toast with sausage the same day. But nothing's off limits, as long as I stay under points for the day, or the week. No deprivation = awesome.
Posted by: cori at August 6, 2008 03:19 PM