I think the weight goal has been reached. I weighed myself at the gym tonight. As of 8:45 this evening (after pretty hefty dinner and much fluid consumption throughout the day) I weighed 124.4 lbs. I’m estimating that if I were to weigh myself in the morning sans clothes, that would probably put me at about 123.5 lbs., which is lower than I was originally shooting for. If my estimate is correct, that would put the grand weight loss total at…..
16.5 lbs!!!!
OMG that’s pretty insane. Seriously, it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. The first few weeks were so frustrating because my metabolism was still nonexistent thanks to two years of a chemically-produced sedentary existence. But thanks to Gold’s Gym, Sprout, and much encouragement from some very supportive people, my body finally woke up and I started seeing results.
Before I started losing the weight, I didn’t feel like me at all. Now I’m finally comfortable in my body again. Now, I’m just going to focus on maintaining and staying toned. Honestly, all I really want is to maybe have arms as amazing as this lady’s (don’t ask her to flex because she won’t - just trust me on this).
We had pot luck tonight. Sometimes we get a very well-balance meal at pot luck. Tonight was not one of those nights. All of the food was wonderful, but we had four, count ‘em four desserts: cookies, scones, brownies, and ice cream. Heaven for some but not heaven if you are trying to not be fat.
Let me explain that I was not born with the sweet tooth that plagues most of my family. However, I have had major cravings for all things sweet as of late. Tonight could have been a recipe for disaster, but thankfully Ross and I had made a trip to the farmer’s market at the William Byrd Community House on Tuesday. We picked up a carton of blueberries on a whim.
I had one cookie and it. was. amazing. Thankfully, I remembered the carton of salvation sitting in my fridge just as I was about to empty the contents of the cookie bag into my mouth. So, I chowed down on those. Almost all of those.
Granted, eating a ton of blueberries is better than eating a ton of cookies. But I still feel like I’m gonna die.
Learn more about the blueberry here, because clearly you have nothing better to do.
At our last pot luck, I was loading up the dishwasher and the Jennifer Murphy was looking at me. She then proceeded to tell me that I have a tiny rear end (she actually called it that). She assured me that it was a good rear end, but nevertheless, it was tiny. This was after her telling me (while we were eating at Taco Bell) that I’m getting narrower every time she sees me-did I mention that I LOVE the Jennifer Murphy?
As you may remember from previous entries, I am proud of being a fat-bottomed girl. I mean, I did actually walk down the aisle at my sister’s wedding to that song. Anyway, it was always something I took pride in. Let me put it to you this way, if I had to be a street sign, I would choose “Dangerous Curves Ahead” and stand proudly. That’s right. I just said that.
Well, while at the gym today, I spotted myself in the mirror and realized that the Jennifer Murphy speaks the truth. I got home, measured myself, and discovered that I have lost almost 2 1/2 inches from the area. What was once round seems to be gone. I’m not sure how I feel about that.
