What a fantastic result, MsRobyn!
I didn’t update my weight in my last post, I’m hovering around 109kg at the moment, which means I can say I’ve lost 20kg which feels good!
That’s 44 pounds! WOW! Great job!
I decided that Saturday and Sunday for various reasons were going to be off days for me. They were and I am okay with that.
Getting back on track is hard. Trying to decide if it was worth it or not.
I was off on Saturday and Sunday too, perfectparanoia. I sort of knew why - I had parties to go to both nights. I was good all day Saturday but my friend had brought homemade iced cookies and I was like “I gotta try them!” so I did. Sunday I was at a wedding shower with the most amazing cake and I just had to dig in.
Not letting it break my stride, though. Just going to keep moving on. If I’m going to eat like this for the rest of my life I need to be able to have off days or just off moments and be able to get right back on track!
Oh uh…I was off last weekend too, which was planned, so I am behind when it comes to losing. I think I can reach 75 lbs by the end of the year, though, which is kinda my goal (for the year). Just 20 more lbs to go!
Yay for everyone! You’re all doing so well!
My physical therapy has been going very well, and I’m starting to feel a decrease in the pain in my knees when I go up stairs. Conversely, my legs are always so sore all over after each session that I know I’m building muscle. And I don’t know if I’m seeing things, but I’m pretty sure doing pushups on my breaks at work has made a big difference to my triceps area – I can actually see an outline of muscle in my arms now.
So, for pretty much my entire life, I never walked. I mean, yeah, from the car to the door and back again. I had something -against- walking. I don’t know what. I didn’t like doing it. Not at all.
About eight months ago I decided I was just going to walk to the corner and back. Then the next time I walked, a day or two later, I would go just a few steps further than that, and so forth.
Eight months later, I’m now walking three to four times a week, a mile at a time. I know that’s not -huge-, but it’s enormous for me. It’s done wonderful things for my energy; this was the first year at GenCon that I never had to pause, no matter where I was going, to sit or catch my breath. I just -went-, and it felt wonderful.
I’ve modified my diet eight ways til Sunday, and while I still crave (and boy do I crave) large amounts of cheese, I can live without. I can eat small portions, and lo-cal stuff.
And as of this morning, I can lose 90 pounds.
I’ve still got a long way to go, but I’m feeling that’s a nice round number, and a nice milestone, and a reminder that I’m on track.
Not much more to say than that.
I love it ArrMatey!!!! You’re an inspiration!!
Thanks for your kind words, gallows fodder. Sorry, I haven’t been around here much lately. Grief is all consuming at times and for me it includes a side of self-pity. But I suppose better days are to come.
I seem to alternate weeks where I gain a pound and then the next week I lose 3-4 pounds meanwhile eating roughly the same calories each day. It’s a bit frustrating but as this was a lose 3.8 pounds week for me, I’ll take it. 
108.something on the scales at my Friday weigh-in, getting back on track after giving myself a few weeks off.
Starting to think about some good winter recipes, and I need some new vegetarian options - I’ve gone right off pasta which used to be the basis of my vegetarian meals. I’m thinking maybe some sort of casserole with butternut squash and beans and other things.
I really hate being a girl.
I was plateauing and I finally broke through it last week. (Yeah. me!) I am down a few pounds since then and I am one pound from my next goal. (Woot!)
Problem is, now I am PMSing. That’s right. Despite eating 1200 calories a day and working out for the last four days, I have GAINED a pound.
I know that after the whole period thing is over that I will be at my goal but dammit, I wanted to be there now.
(This really has me irrationally upset. I think PMS might be a factor in the irrational part.)
How frustrating! Hopefully it will be all the more sweeter next week when you end up being a pound UNDER goal! Congratulations on your success so far - how are you planning on celebrating getting to goal?
I’ve become convinced that the only time I actually lose weight is in the window between my period and ovulation. I seem to stall from that point on, gain up to 5 pounds of water weight during my period, and then lose those 5 pounds + 2-3 couple more until the next ovulation. Very frustrating.
Keep in mind this is an interim goal.
I haven’t decided. I am supposed to gift myself with an item that I would otherwise be too cheap to buy that will help with my weight loss success.
For my first goal, I got a gym bag and water bottle.
For my second, I got gym clothes that fit properly and were flattering.
This is the third. I don’t really need anything. I have gotten in a rhythm.
Any ideas?
Pedometer or heart rate monitor?
Is there any exercise you do like that might take a piece of specialized equipment? Like a bicycle, hula hoop, or jump rope? New up-quality exercise shoes?
I really like my Foreman grill for cooking lean meats. It makes nice grilled onions too.
I met with my dietician today.
These were my stats on June 6:
These are my stats now:
Height: still 5’4", imagine that
Weight (with clothes): 149.0 (I actually weighed my clothes on the kitchen scale before the meeting, so I weigh 147.75 sans clothes :))
BMI: 25.6 (just 4 pounds outside of Normal range!)
Body fat: 29.4%
Waist: 29.5"
Whatever plateau I was going through has broken! The last time I weighed under 150, I was 16 years old. However, I can’t get cocky because the plateaus seem to occur for no discernable reason, and then break for no discernable reason, and I still have a ways to go. It took me just about 4 months to lose 15 pounds, when I know people who have lost that much in 1 month.
perfectparanoia, my goal for when I hit 145 is to buy myself all new underwear – maybe you could do something like that, or some other fun clothing treat?
I went clothes shopping today and got to thinking about myself in high school, and how much I hated my body and thought I was huge when I was like 130 lbs and a size 6 (seriously! WTF was wrong with me?!), so I never wore attractive clothes. I went through a “brown phase” when I would wear shades of brown from head to toe, and baggy shapeless clothes at that. I never even fixed my hair before school because I was too embarrassed by my appearance to want to look like I had made an effort.
Even worse, I thought I was fat when I was a child, and yet looking at pictures of myself in elementary school, I was a perfectly healthy size. I remember when I was 11 and got very sick from severe food poisoning while traveling in Spain with my family – I lost around 10-15 pounds in two weeks. After I recovered from my illness, I went to the beach, and I clearly remember thinking to myself that this was the first time in my (eleven-year-old!) life that I felt thin enough to be seen in a bathing suit. (I was probably skeletal at that weight.)
Growing up, I constantly heard my dad make fun of my mom for having a big butt (which she didn’t) or making fun of my aunt, who has had a lifelong struggle with her weight. My dad would often pointedly call me by her name when he caught me eating too much (by his definition). Well into my adulthood, whenever he saw me eating – even when, say, I had eaten lunch at 12:00 and now it was 6:00 and time for dinner – he would say, “You’re eating again?” I couldn’t walk into the kitchen without him making a remark. My brother also bullied me about my weight and would be so mean about it that it would make me cry. Jesus, just typing this out…earlier today, I was recalling how I used to have a social anxiety issue that made me unable to eat in front of people I didn’t know, and I thought, “I wonder where that came from?” Well, gosh…
I wish I could go back in time and tell myself that I was fine, stop hating yourself, stop listening to the people who make you feel like there’s something wrong with the way you look, stop trying to hide yourself, go out and lift up your face and have fun living your life. And go and wear the cute clothing that you will wish you could wear without looking ridiculous when you’re 34. 
I’m officially seven pounds from my goal weight! That’s the good news. The bad news is that I’m still up a little, down a little.
What I did last week was go through my tracker for the past few weeks to look at what I might be able to change. I was eating too many starches and not enough protein. For example, I’d eat shredded wheat for breakfast most of the time, bread on a sandwich for lunch, and dinner would have rice, pasta, or some other starch. That’s three servings of starch (or more) per day, which was far too much.
So I gave up starches for the most part. I did have a slice of bread for lunch one day last week, and most of a waffle on Saturday. And, of course, potatoes in beef stew last night (and a dumpling, because dumplings are tasty). But all of the other carbs came from fresh fruit and vegetables, not from starch. And I boosted the hell out of my protein intake; I’ve been eating Egg Beaters for breakfast along with a piece of fruit and Greek yogurt; chicken breast or some other protein-rich food for lunch with salad; and more protein for dinner with green vegetables. So, basically, I’m doing a hybrid of points (for portion control) and Simply Filling. My tracker has way more little green triangles, which means that I’m eating healthier, and, best of all, I’m not nearly as hungry as I was. My breakfast this morning, in fact, was Egg Beaters with broccoli and onion and a handful of fat-free cheese, a banana, and a carton of strawberry Greek yogurt. (It was also suggested that I try plain Greek yogurt with a spoonful of sugar-free jam mixed in to save a point and to reduce the sugar while keeping the protein.) Lunch will be similar, and dinner will be a salad with a chicken breast or maybe some shrimp with marinara sauce (but no pasta). If it’s good over pasta or in a sandwich, it’s good on a salad. (I’m not sure about the marinara sauce, though.)
We’ll see how that works out. I’m thinking it will.
And in other weight loss-related news, I can wear the size-12 non-mom jeans I got on clearance a few months ago. I can even sit down and breathe at the same time! They’re low-rise, but that’s OK because I wear a sweatshirt now anyway.
Excellent! Doesn’t it feel great to get in new clothing sizes!
I bought size medium underwear. I can’t remember ever buying smaller than a large. Which strongly suggests that I haven’t done so since before I went to university. My brain is still convinced they can’t possibly fit. (Seriously, they do. It’s the first time in a couple of months my underwear haven’t been sliding all over the place and showing over the top of my pants.)
And, I am wearing my size 8 jeans! Granted, they are stretchy size 8 jeans but still!
Still waiting for Aunt Flo to go away so I can hit my next goal.
Excellent job, Robyn (and perfect)!
Today is the one day anniversary of my attempts to exercise and alter my diet. To be honest, I didn’t think I’d make this this far, either temporally or progress-wise. But here I am, one year in, 95 pounds lost as of this morning.
Now, I’ve still a long way to go. My original self-imposed goal was 150. But I think I’m going to revise that to 200, 220ish. I may revise further as things progress, we’ll see.
Unfortunately, stress and depression are a terrible cocktail. From a detached, intellectual level, I know I’ve made great progress. The emotional side of me says, “Meh. Okay. So you lost some weight. You’re still fat.”
Gotta love the depression.
I really hope this is me in eight months. You stuck to it! I am so proud of you! That, it itself is an accomplishment.
Do you have a ‘before’ picture that you can post on your mirror to remind you how far you have really come? 95 pounds is nothing to shake a stick at!
Have any of you had a Hydrostatic Body Fat Test? My gym is having a test day and I’m thinking of getting one. I’ve recently lost 30 pounds and I think this might be a good tool to know how far I have to go.