As of this past Monday, I have lost 12 pounds. Contrary to what I feared after the bike ride on Sunday and the gazillion ounces of fluid I drank, I had a nice loss from the week before. Now I'm afraid THAT was false, and that next Monday I will be up because this past Monday I really wasn't down that much.
Does that make sense? If it does, you need to stop reading right now and check yourself into a facility of some sort. Or a bar.
My clothes are feeling looser. Some of them are downright too big for me, which is unfortunate because I spent a bazillion dollars on new clothes at the beginning of the school year. Shorts that previously left red welts on what should be my waistline are now comfortable. I'm able to button some things without a struggle that I used to have to suck in and hold my breath.
I can wear my large t-shirts now instead of having to wear the extra-large. I think that 12 pounds was all in the belly.
I'm having some exercise issues right now, and that worries me. I should be kicking my activity UP a notch, not letting it slide. But the elliptical needs to be repaired, and we cannot realistically take it in until we get finished with all these renovations. I enjoy walking in the park, but on days like today, when I had to go to the doctor's office after school and then teach online, sometimes I can't squeeze it in. I could have gone to the "Y" this morning and worked out on the elliptical (they really need a verb for that....ellipticate?), but instead I curled up in the fetal position in my recliner.
I haven't had chocolate in 4 weeks now, nor have I had a beer. I have had a couple of bloody marys because (theoretically) they don't have as many calories. I do not feel deprived not eating chocolate when almost everyone else at the lunch table indulges every day, nor do I obsess about it. If I want it, I can have it. I just don't want to sacrifice those points. (I'm using the Weight Watchers online program.)
My ultimate goal is to lose enough weight to get off the CPAP machine before next June. Rozmo and I want to participate in Paddle Georgia, a kayaking trip across the state very much like BRAG, and we will be sleeping in tents. I don't want to haul that damn machine along with me.
Why is it, though, that if I GAIN 13 pounds between doctor's visits they usually have plenty to say, but if I LOSE 13 pounds they say nothing?