Wednesday, January 02, 2013
January 1 2012, I looked in the mirror for the last time and said "I'm unhappy and I'm going to try and loose some weight". I cried. Then I got determined I was no longer trying... I was doing.
About a week ago I not so quietly melted down and sunk into depression when I realized my goal of being 199 pounds January 1 2013 would not be accomplished after how hard I'd worked.
After a reality check of remembering all the highlights of the year. ( no particular order)
*loosing my first pound
*Choosing to work with a dietitian
* setting an actual goal
* starting to run
* My first bootcamp
* realizing I weight less than when I met my husband
* realizing I weighted less than when I met anyone in London
* running my 1st 5km
* running after my kid as my pants fell down
* giving away my clothes
* shopping in a non plus sized store
* Crying at a sales lady when I fit into a size 14 dress, who then offered to take my picture
*my husband realizing how much weight I'd loss when I jumped him ( I know TMI- forgive me)
I now "stand" before you 48 pounds and 6 sizes smaller-so what if I was 3 pound off.
Truthfully I'm not done and won't be for a few more months till I get to where I want to be(about 30 more pounds to go) . Given fact that I made my actual goal in April and gave myself a year, I'm doing great.
Why am I telling you this. I heard my original words "I'm not happy ... " said by my friends a lot this holidays. I want you to know you can do it.
Those of you who've followed my progress and offered your kind words and support may know some of my struggles. Thank you for being there as I can't do this alone.