Good morning, good result, good weigh-in. I thought it was going to be a STS, so I feel really good about this. I didn’t really make healthy choices until Wednesday, which was why I thought it wouldn’t be a great weigh-in. But there you go. So yeah, am super pleased about this. It gets rid of last week’s gain (2 lbs) and loses an extra .5 lbs.
And in old money, that means that I have now lost 8 stones 4 1/2 lbs. That’s an incredible amount of weight to have lost, isn’t it? I feel a bit jaw dropped at times.
I was also thinking about this. Over the last 76 weeks, without fail, I have weighed in honestly every single Sunday. Through holidays, new year, christmas, birthdays, tears and all that. I kind of think this might be key. I think that’s a key to losing weight. To be accountable. So I own up to putting on 2 lbs last week, and this week I am able to say that that gain has gone and more. Maybe that’s it.
I also realised something else – over the last 76 weeks, I have never put weight on more than one week in a row, and never put on more than 2 or 3 lbs (I think). My weight loss has been comparatively slow, a pound or two a week, but it’s been very consistent and very steady. Establishing rock solid habits has been core to me. All the different things that I do go towards forming a tight mesh of habits, so if one unravels, the other changes will hold.
I have always been very very very cautious about weight loss. I don’t know if I can do it. I don’t know if I can get to goal and then maintain. It’s hard and the results are awful generally. But I am realising that 18 months later, I am now in quite a rare category already. I have steadily and consistently lost weight, without surgery, and I am sticking at it regardless. I don’t take holidays or christmas off to stuff my face, although I do have days when I choose poorly with regard to food. But I am sticking at it. I am not full of pronouncements that this is it, I will do this, failure is not an option. I am realistic that this might well fail, which is why I am consistently vigilant.
I also don’t care about other people’s opinions. My weight loss is so precious to me, so life and death, that I don’t care about social protocol. I take salads and fruit with me, I refuse to eat office food at ‘dos’, I don’t drink booze. I have realised (about month 10) that I am not conforming to social norms just to make others comfortable (oh go on, have a cake with us). And no one actually cares that much, so that’s a big discovery.
Pleased about this week’s result. I want to see myself lose a pound and a half next week, get to 118 lbs lost!
