Week # 64

Monday's meeting was emotional for many members, but not in a bad way. It has continued to be an emotional week around me. I'm happy to say that for me it has been good emotions. I'm definitely feeling loved and respected. As Martha Stewart would say, this is a good thing.

The weight I had gained the previous week is gone plus another .7 for a new total of 78.1 pounds gone. I shared this picture with my knitting group and with the paper (card) group.

The photo on the left was taken on August 25, 2013. The photo on the right is from June 6, 2015.

It isn't that I didn't know I was overweight. What took me so long to get to the point of returning to WW is a mystery to me. My point is that with 78 pounds gone and looking at the photos, I surprise myself. I can no more imagine picking up 78 pounds and taking five steps with it, much less carrying it all day and going up and down stairs.

Onward and downward.  (And back up those stairs and down again, with ease.)

# 63 Hmmmmmm.......

Up 1.1 today. While not happy, I'm not surprised. I've been constipated. How ugly is that to admit? I expect this will resolve itself soon.

I had a day last week where I unintentionally went from dinner around six one night until lunch the following day at 12:30 with nothing more than a glass or two of water before bedtime. I didn't feel bad at lunchtime, but was definitely hungry. The headache and achy gut came afterward. Lunch and dinner that day were good choices, I think dehydration set things off.

Today I asked my leader about constipation. Am I getting my water in? Yes, that one day last week was unusual. Am I getting my healthy oils in? Not always.

My goal for this week is to do better with those oils. I'm also resuming magnesium supplements. I took them out of my morning routine and that could part of my problem. Magnesium is supposed to be good at warding off headaches and also constipation.

I'd be lying if I said I was happy about the scale this morning, but I'm not unhappy or anything worse over that pound. Not just because it is a small number, but because I am so much more than a number. This isn't a derailment, just a hiccup along the way.

Onward and downward!

Week # 62

Ten weeks past a year already? Wow, time flies!

I was surprised and happy to drop another 2.2 pounds this week. My new total is 77.4 pounds gone. I am so focused on the number tally that is gone, I don't remember what my weight is, I have to go back and look at it or do the math.

My husband informed me that I needed new slacks since my current khakis are drooping. I went shopping yesterday and came home with a new pair in an exciting size....a 14! For some people, a 14 sounds huge, but coming from a 24 before starting this journey, a 14 is great! I shop in what I consider low to mid-price stores most of time. At my best weight as an adult, most of slacks were 12s in the stores I frequented. That is part of why this 14 is so exciting....it means I'm getting close!

At almost 63 and a lazy attitude toward exercise, I doubt I will ever have firm upper arms, thighs and tummy again. Maybe I will work on that attitude and improve, but I feel so much better, I'm not concerned with that right now. If anyone doesn't want to look at what is loose, they can look the other way.

It sure is fun shopping in regular size departments again.

Onward, downward and on to the mall!

Weigh In # 61

A friend recently posted something on Facebook about giving smiles and compliments and how we never know how greatly appreciated they can be by the recipient. I know that this is true, but it really hit home this morning when I was surprised to be the recipient. Many of the people at WW say positive, flattering things to me and others and this is always appreciated but doesn't catch me by surprise. We're like family at this point. A nice word is always welcome but it isn't truly surprising from some because they are so supportive.

There is a woman who joined our meeting recently. I don't think I've had any recognition (awards) since she has been coming so I wouldn't assume she knows how much I've lost or what I looked like in the beginning. She said something today that ended with "as thin as Charlene". Our meeting leader caught the look on my face and asked me how that made me feel. I made a fanning my face motion with my hands and smiled because I didn't know what to say. The meeting ended a few minutes later. I got into my car and burst into tears.

I was a fat kid. Other kids were often cruel. Most of my adult life I've been overweight and some adults are as cruel as kids had been. I think I've accepted and liked myself most of my life, but to say the verbal arrows didn't hurt when they hit would be a lie.  My husband, sons, daughter-in-law and other close friends have said great things to me. Hearing "thin" in the same sentence as my name coming from someone whose first name I just learned last week got to me.

My new total loss is 75.2 pounds. Maybe some of what I lost was a defensive shield.

Onward and downward with a big smile on my face!