This is probably going to be the lamest post I have done but I’m really tired at this point.
I might make a better update tomorrow, as I have had some important realizations, but I’m too sleepy to go into them today.
The important thing is that I hit my “no longer overweight” milestone today, even though I only lost, like, maybe half a pound this week. Either way, I didn’t have that far to go.
That’s 149lbs. 36 lost, 14 to go.
Yes, it’s another one-pounder-and-I’m-being-generous week. I will have to go into more detail about what happened this past week at a later date, but suffice it to say that my stress eating problems aren’t yet over.
And to those of you who have been asking, here’s a pic of me at 150.
My roommate kind of photo-bombed the pic that I think is best. Here’s another one for good measure.
You’ll have to deal with the crappy pictures for now.
Bust: 37″ (down 5″)
Waist: 30.5″ (down 4.5″)
Hip: 42″ (down 5″)
I think with my realizations from last week I will be able to make the final push, but I am honestly afraid it won’t happen since I have had to stop doing TKD. I dunno. More on that tomorrow, hopefully.
I made it down to 170lb as of today! 😀
There’s an interesting threshold coming up. After five more pounds (~2 weeks), I will be the same weight I was when I entered college. This means I have shirked the weight from:
1) Crappy Agnes Food
2) Losing my home
3) Mom dying
4) Fast Food from the past 4 years
5) General stress from the past 4 years
It’s a threshold I’m looking forward to meeting. 😀
So, I have been noticing a difference in how my clothes fit me (which makes sense, after 15 pounds). I was pulling up my favorite jeans in the grocery store all day yesterday (much to the chagrin of Darcy and Anthony). The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to know my measurements. Suzie over at A waste of a waist takes measurements as a part of her weigh-ins. I don’t think that I want to measure myself that often, but every once in a while will be an interesting test, to see where everything is coming from.
To my best memory, my measurements before I started eating paleo were as follows:
I measure up this morning and found some interesting results.
So… neat! That explains my pants falling off.
I decided to get ambitious.
I had, at one point, three different pairs of jeans that were a size 16, but each one fit me differently. There was a small 16, a medium 16, and a large 16. The medium 16 pair is long gone due to over use. Cause of death was typical: two large holes on the inside of my thighs. They survived an emergency patching procedure a year or so ago, but in the end they went caput.
So what I have left are the large sixteen and the small sixteen. I’m sure you can figure out what happens next. Last night I decided I would get ambitious and try to wear my “small” sixteen around today. Perhaps a belt should have been included in that.
They are still a bit too small. It is amusing to me that when something is too big and too small, the result is the same — they won’t stay up. Anyway, I will be pulling my pants up for most of the day today and then I’ll fold up my smaller jeans and try again in a few weeks.
I also have a size 14 white pants that I for some reason have kept through the years. That will be another project.
I’m halfway through my half-apple breakfast and feeling sleepy but good.
Hoping everyone has a good day!