Last time I blogged, I posted for the first time in over 3 months. It was truly a momentous occasion, and I am so thankful to everyone for reading it!
And that was a month ago. I’m sorry. Can you ever forgive me?
Let’s pretend like you said, “Of course Liz we love you and you never do anything wrong let’s be friends forever hugs and kisses!” and move on with our lives. It’s been kind of an up and down month, but I have good news – I’m down from the last time I posted! Here’s the stats:
March 23, 2013 — 203.2 pounds
April 6, 2013 — 205.0 pounds
April 13, 2013 — 204.0 pounds
April 20, 2013 — 201.4 pounds
That means – almost back to under 200 pounds! I am so very thankful for that.
Saturday’s weigh-in was obviously a good one – down 2.6 pounds. This may have a little bit to do with the fact that, I (……wait for it…….) played sports. Twice. In one week.
I know, I know – you’re thinking, “Wow, that’s really not that amazing.” You would be right, if it weren’t for the fact that, save for a summer softball league in 8th grade, I don’t play sports. Ever. And I’m not sure I’ve ever played an organized sport in my adult life. Until this last week.
There is a very good reason for this: I’m hilariously uncoordinated and terrible at pretty much all sports ever, but I’m ridiculously competitive. Like, annoyingly so. It is almost always a detrimental combination. This was made very clear when I jammed my finger playing basketball with my students last week. It still hasn’t healed. Typing is hard.
But I digress. The point is, I tried something new with my exercise. I wasn’t terribly good at basketball, or at touch football (school fundraiser), but I burned some serious calories and I was sore the next day. And that ridiculous competitive streak in me was really, really happy that we won. (Even if I had next to nothing to do with it.)
I was very happy when I stepped on the scale on Saturday, because I had been feeling skinnier. If you have ever tried to lose weight in your life, you might know this feeling. It’s always when I’ve been pretty good, I’m trying not to be too optimistic, but I feel as though my stomach is smaller. (That’s how I feel every time. Never in my arms or legs or anywhere else.) To celebrate, Walter and I went shopping. (This man is truly an amazing human.) We went to the Domain, and I tried on a dress at Fossil that was slightly out of my comfort zone, mostly because it was shorter than my usual dress preferences. I looked in the mirror and felt oddly wonderful. So here it is!
It has rainbow-feathered swans on it! How weird is that? I love it. And yes those are new shoes. Thanks for asking. :)
I just wanted to share this with you, because I know it can feel like those moments of self-love are few and far between on a weight loss journey. Here’s to another great week – and to me avoiding the donuts at work today! :)