Oh, I know. I even was prepared for it, but I can’t deny that I was disappointed when the results were exactly the same, down to the tenth of a pound.
But since the weigh in I’ve made progress. I had a great run today, I’ve dropped my pace by 30 seconds per mile, and my clothes are fitting better. According to my home scale I’m down 13 lbs since late Dec.
I’ve had IT band problems in the past and was semi-successfully treated through stretching, warming up properly, and Active Release Therapy (think extreme massage). I went from not being able to run almost at all (or walk long distances) without pain to not having any trouble at all on marathon training distances, so long as I warmed up and stretched first.
Of course, then I stopped exercising and stopped stretching and went back to the old habits that got me into trouble in the first place. Now that I’m trying to run again, I’m worried about the pain coming back, especially since I’m in worse shape and overall heavier.
This is an interesting site - what real women look like. You can plug in your height, weight, and body type and see what other women of those stats look like. Or plug in your height and ideal weight, and see what you could look like. One warning, though - the clothes are mostly terrible and unflattering, so you really have to be able to imagine how the women would look if they were wearing flattering clothes. Which, come to think of it, also demonstrates how important wearing appropriate clothes is.
Saw the doc for my pre-op visit today. My weight was down another 4 pounds from 2 weeks ago - a total of 17 pounds from my all-time high of some time this summer.
I genuinely worry about how I’ll do once the gallbladder has gone to gallbladder heaven (or hell, as it deserves)… I will be able to eat fat without fear of immediate retribution.
On the more annoying front: my blood pressure was slightly elevated today (130ish over 82). Which given the weight loss AND recent addition of a new BP med, is rather surprising. Of course it wasn’t until an hour or so later that the med’s side effect (making me need to pee) kicked in so perhaps the med hadn’t taken effect yet. It’d be interesting to see what it is right now.
My husband had his gallbladder out a couple of years ago, and the only difference he’s really noticed is that when he has to make poopy, it is RIGHT FRIGGIN’ NOW - not a lot of lead time.
Yeah, my mother-in-law found the same thing. She used to work in Manhattan, and she commuted into the city by bus.
Through the Port Authority.
She became quite familiar with the bathrooms there (and anyone who knows NYC can speculate on the level of desperation one would have to feel to use THOSE bathrooms).
Did your husband find any effects on his weight after the surgery? loss (which would seem to make sense since you don’t have the fat-eating gall in the right amounts when you need it), or gain (which I’ve heard anecdotes about)?
Well, I haven’t gained anything.
Considering how much junk food I ate in Disney, it’s a great thing that I haven’t gained anything. I think all the walking balanced it out.
Today, one of my puppies decided that mommy is fat. I took both the girls out to do their business. Suddenly, Ginger started running. I couldn’t get her to stop. Thank god she’s still a puppy. When she’s fully grown I wont be able to hold her if she does that. Poor Holly had to run with us.
We made it to the corner and around to the front of the house on the corner before Ginger decided she hadn’t had enough. It was not far at all, less than a city block. But, my fat recently ex-smoker body did NOT enjoy it. The fact that the whole back yard is covered in ice didn’t help matters.
The little brat is going very quickly in the direction of one of those pinch collars. Got to get this pulling in check while she’s still under 40 pounds. If she hits the 90 pounds everyone is saying and still pulls like this, I’m screwed.
Now that we’ve had them a full week and they’re well adapted to us, we’re going to soon be starting doggy school. If I can get them to pee and poop outside all the time, and walk on a loose leash, I’ll be in heaven. I want so badly to take long walks with my babies but now they either try to pull my arm out of it’s socket, or they don’t move at all. With my bad elbows, I have to put the leash loop around my upper arm. I made the mistake of holding it in my hand one of the times Ginger decided to pull. The pain in my elbow had me gasping for breath and crying.
I think he gained, actually. It’s hard to tell because he turned 40 right around the same time, and it’s hard to say what was surgery-related and what was simply getting older. I wouldn’t count on having your gallbladder out being a weight maintenance aid, though.
congodwarf, if I had two beautiful full-sized dogs like your girls look like they’re going to be, I’d invest in training school for them. I hate to see dogs pulling when they’re being walked - it doesn’t look like fun for anyone involved.
Oh, they’ll definitely be going to school. My goal is to get them all the way to Good Citizen. We’ve only had them for a week so we haven’t started yet but I’ve already been in contact with the local trainer. We have to decide if we’re going to pay more for in home classes. My boyfriend really wants to be a part of the classes but his work schedule just doesn’t allow the group classes. .
We just went on our first real walk. I am so proud of my girls. We walked about half a mile and while they pulled and sniffed at first, they gradually got used to the walk and they seemed to enjoy it. They didn’t seem to understand that not all doggies love all other doggies though. The skittish 10-year-old Jack Russell Terrier was a bit freaked at their friendliness so I kept them on a very short leash while they met each other.
They also didn’t much like the big dog in his yard. Ginger and Mr. Big Dog had a bit of a growling match. She seems to forget she’s a wee little thing still.
I hope I can squeeze a walk in before I leave tomorrow morning because I wont be home until Monday night and I doubt my boyfriend will be able to take them out. He’s been sick for a week so he’s just not up to it. They can spaz out just find in the house though.
I feel that wonderful energized feeling that I always get after a walk. I’m sure the girls will be up to a full mile before too long. I know the kind of walk I just did isn’t particularly great for losing weight, since we stopped and started a lot. But, just the fact that I was walking and not sitting on my butt is a big improvement. Now I’m going to use my post-walk energy to finish cleaning my house. I hate folding laundry.
That’s the way I look at it - going shopping isn’t exactly turning me into a supermodel, but it gets me out and active and that’s all good.
I was trying on clothes yesterday, and I’m going to have to start thinking about going from extra-large to large! The scale says I’m not losing, but my clothes are all getting bigger - I think I have to believe the clothes.
Well, I’ve been exercising every day for the past 25 days, and eating the required calorie range to lose 1 pound per week.
I’ve lost three pounds since the start, but the last two weeks my weight hasn’t budged at all (I did lose .5 inches off my waist this week and close to an inch off my hips.) This is getting frustrating.
Possible influences
-started weight training hardcore. I hear a temporary weight gain is normal at the start
-started a new contraceptive. Maybe, if I weren’t doing all this good stuff, I’d be gaining weight right now?
-stress. So much stress.
Overall I feel and look better though, so I intend to keep on plugging, even if I’m not getting immediate results on the scale.
It is frustrating, but take heart - if you’re doing the right things, you will see results. I’m finding that my body needs some time to get used to the idea of letting some weight go, so it’s lose a bit, plateau, lose a bit, plateau, over and over.
Cool 
That’ll open up a lot more clothing choices!
I had pulled of a lot of weight a few years ago and my old stuff was hanging off me. Really, it was getting ridiculous. So I asked my friend to go shopping with me - I loathe it, and she’s always been a “good luck charm” with helping me find stuff.
I tried on some stuff at the lower-end of the plus-sized department and was going to settle for it… and she suggested that just maybe we should shop in the regular-size departments. And they had stuff that fit.
Which wasn’t completely good as it meant too many things to choose from, for someone as shopping-phobic as I am, LOL. And of course I later outgrew those clothes… sigh… but my plan is to be able to fit into 'em again.
212½, backslid a pound and a half, back to only 1½ down. Show week just gone, which severely impacted exercise and diet both, what with boxes of chocs backstage (and I am no good when there are indefinite quantities of food within easy reach - I knew that already) and no time for walking until today. Still, they say it’s not how many times you get knocked down, it’s how many times you get back up.
I did something I never thought I’d do in my life: I dropped (to me) a lot of money on a good pair of shoes. I wore them to the gym today, and they felt incredible. I did 15 miles on the exercise bike and then walked a mile after that. As of right now, I plan on being there at 5am in the morning for water aerobics. They have that Mon-Fri: I won’t be able to do it Thursday because of our class, but I plan on it the rest of the week.
348.2. What a good number. Yes, that number means…
I’M 50 WHOLE POUNDS SMALLER!!!
You may now go back to your regular broadcast day. 
Yay! That is a wonderful number! I’m still plateaued - I guess I have to take my own advice about patience.
I had a really good weigh-in today (too good, actually - I’m sure it doesn’t accurately reflect my average weight over time; it does still reflect a downward trend, though). I hit my 5% goal!
Off to spinning. That really kicks my butt.
I made a chart yesterday similar to the one I used for NaNoWriMo. Something about having a goal in concrete (or at least Excel) that makes me more motivated. January 4th was my first weigh-in for the year and I had a goal of losing 18.2 pounds before March 27th. Almost a full three months, which I thought might be hard, but doable.
When I weighed myself in yesterday, I found that the original goal could be upped a bit. I decided to go for a full 10% lost, which would bring me down to almost 230. If I were to lose a steady 0.3 pounds a day, which is 2.1 pounds a week, I would reach my goal. I filled out the chart from my starting point at 258.2 and each day 0.3 pounds subtracted from the total. I’m currently a week ahead of where I should be, which is a nice safe cushion in case I have one of those “Biggest Loser” weeks where I plateau.
Anyone else cut out soda pop? I used to be a wake-n-chug and would grab a Coke on the way out the door to work, have a couple during the day, and have one with meals. I went cold turkey when I started and am beginning to wonder why I was addicted to it. I haven’t had even diet soda so my caffeine intake has pretty much gone to zero. I find I actually have a bit more energy and more dreams.
Good luck everyone! I love hearing your stories!
I changed from soda to club soda with a little bit of fruit juice, but since my ulcer has been acting up, the carbonated drinks have been right out. I don’t miss it too much, but I did like a nice fruit juice and club soda. I’ve been uncaffeinated for decades, though. I’m doing that crazy new thing for energy - sleeping, eating right, and exercising.