Saturday, September 14, 2013
So my last couple of blogs have been about frustration- to the "I think I might have regrets" level. And today I am hear to say that I am working (and succeeding) at coming to peace with the fact that I am a very slow loser- even with WLS. I am realizing that I have the rest of my life to lose the weight, there is no race, no specific occasion or deadline for this weight to come off-- it is just what I am currently working on at this time in my life. My mother (a WLS patient down 100 pounds and maintaining) keeps telling me to put no stock in the success of this decision until I hit my one year mark. She assures me that come July 16, 2014 I will be satisfied and happy with my body and my decision. She even tells me that I am probably the only person that is losing this slow BUT that I will serve as a role model to others that may follow and learn they are slow losers too. She always feels there is a bigger reason for why things happen. Apparently it has been decided by the weight loss gods that I will struggle so I can help others. And actually this does make sense to me.... why not? So I am afflicted so I can be helpful and if that is the reason than I will embrace the honor.
So I will work very hard on taking my trickling weight loss in stride and remember this is my life time journey- so if it takes its time so be it.
Some bizarre things have happened to my body and I do look forward to my next set of measurements (Sept 16)-- while the scale isn't really budging my clothes are definitely starting to swim on me. I have gone from a 2XL in t-shirts to an XL and some of my pants that I couldn't fit into pre surgery (sitting in my attic taunting me for 2 years) are starting to get loose. So I do know something is occurring.
And again, I swear my golf swing has improved- and it just feels easier now that I am down almost 30 pounds and several inches. My body change has affected my swing, and POSITIVELY-- and those that play with me, I am sure are like, "thank goodness!"
I am going up and down the stairs at my school with SO much more ease-- no embarrassing huffing and puffing (last year was a nightmare!). I walked some hills recently with a friend and I could talk AND walk... that is new for me.
So, for now I have put my big girl panties on (well, this may be TMI but I have gone down two sizes in big girl panty sizes) and I am forging ahead with positive thoughts and actions.