Saturday, June 19, 2010
Early in 2009, I saw the scale reach the lowest weight I had ever seen (as an adult) – 169. It was a moment of excitement; I was in the 160s, only 39 pounds from my goal weight. It was vindicating, exciting, and all of those other adjectives that are synonymous with relief and joy.
It was also brief.
As the summer wore on, I started to loosen up on my eating habits. I was busy training dogs for agility competitions, working, socializing and balancing life. My boyfriend loved to go to restaurants, and I was eager to indulge in the foods that I had long denied myself. By the end of August I was pushing 180 again. Not a huge jump, but still not a step in the right direction.
In the fall I tried to get myself back under control, but with moderate success. Christmas came and went. More weight came and stayed. The evil voice in my WII Fit told me that I was Obese (again). That was a hard blow to take, especially after two years of hard work.
After Christmas I slowly got myself back together. Working out daily, watching my caloric intake, and becoming moderately involved with SparkPeople. By February I was back down to 175, which also meant I was below the “obese line” – and that’s when I left for Southern Ontario.
A couple of weeks later I was back to over 180.
Angry with myself, disappointed in having nearly ruined what I worked so hard for, I started basically from scratch. As I mentioned in my last blog, since April I have had to reboot myself and become more active in the Spark community (it really does help!)…
So this week…when I stepped on to the scale and saw it…there was a momentary thrill…
My lowest weight.
I weighed myself two days in a row, just to be sure…
And two days in a row, I saw it…
That is weigh loss euphoria.
This summer I am facing the same crazy schedule as last summer, except with schoolwork thrown in. I still have a restaurant loving boyfriend – who complains about my influence in causing him to be a little more health-driven. The difference is – this summer I won’t let it get away from me.
July 19th is my 30th – I want to cross that line at 165 (160 would be nice – 30 more pounds to lose on my 30th birthday, but I need to be realistic)
168, I’m coming for you!