Saturday, February 09, 2013
So I don't usually weight myself more than once a week. I'm actually going to be getting back into the routine of weighing myself every other week because I feel like that is going to be a more consistent showing of what's actually happening to my body/weight. But, last week I weighed myself and my heart just SUNK.... I had jumped up to 325..... Luckily I didn't let it get me down for longer than a few minutes (I actually weighed myself because a pair of my jeans felt a little tighter than usual and wanted to see what was going on). I tried SUPER hard to eat really healthy, make sure I got my water in, and worked out with my girl Meaghan. I weighed myself the other day and dropped to 322 (better than nothin!) and then yesterday I weighed myself because I finally got all of my plexus stuff and wanted to mark my "starting" weight when it came to starting all of that. I dropped another 4 lbs!!! I was so glad to see those numbers going down. I know that the weight might have dropped just because I had some extra salt/water retention and just needed to get enough water in but at the same time it still makes me feel good.
Last night I brought all of my Plexus stuff to "the boys" to show him and i was looking at a testimonial of a woman who lost 100lbs on Plexus in like 6 or 8 months (not planning on losing quite that quickly- but it was pretty amazing to see) and I made a comment of "well, that would be nice!" haha and he looks at me and goes "ummm that's a lot.... I would say 50 is a good number" I honestly think that he has no concept of how much I actually weigh haha- but I'm ok with that. I haven't ever told him how much I weight, and right now I just....don't feel comfortable telling him that. Its embarrassing to tell someone that you weigh over 300 lbs. I think I'm just going to do my thing and when I do lose what I want/need to lose I can be like "by the way, I lost over 100 lbs".... we'll see what happens!
I'm so glad its the weekend! I'm going to finish cleaning my apartment and then go down and see my parents for a bit until "the boy" comes over tonight- we hang out at his place most of the time, but he wanted to come over here today so that means i actually have to clean haha. My apartment is usually pretty picked up/clean but I just have to wipe down my bathroom, put some clothes away and actually make my bed (what a concept!).
I hope all of my spark lovlies have a great weekend!
Until Next Time