It has been four weeks since my first blog entry and tomorrow will be the four-week weigh-in. A lot has changed in those four weeks and I thought it was time for my first reflection and status update.
Four weeks ago, I got on the treadmill for the first time in ages. That night, I walked for 35 minutes, burned 323 calories, and traveled 1.71 miles. Within a week I was walking 45 minutes and now I almost have to make myself stop. Tonight I walked 3.42 miles and burned 715 calories! Didn't realize the significance of the mileage until just now. Tonight I walked exactly double what I walked that first night.
Four weeks ago (or slightly less), I weighed 302.6 pounds. Only two weeks ago, because of my detour to Vegas, I still weighed 297.6. This morning I weighed 284.0. Down 18.6 from the first time I weighed and announced it to the world and down 13.6 in just under two weeks.
Four weeks ago, my stomach hurt when I walked because of the extra weight I was carrying. I could feel the weight of my stomach bouncing with each step. Tonight, I felt no pain in my stomach when I walked.
Four weeks ago, my XXXL shirts were frighteningly close to no longer fitting me. Today, they fit comfortably. My XXL shirts also fit enough to wear them. But, I want another 5-10 pounds so they fit nicely.
Four weeks ago, I felt like crap. Today I feel great! My energy levels are up. My confidence is up!
Four weeks ago, I wanted, hoped, prayed I could lose some weight before it was too late. Today, I no longer hope. I know that I will be successful.
Four weeks ago, I didn't know how to say no. Now, not only do I say it often, but it is starting to get easy.
Today, a co-worker asked what my weaknesses were and asked specifically if bread was one of them. I responded that bread was indeed one of the saboteurs. Another co-worker said that she would be ruining my diet next week because she was bringing in a bread vendor with plenty of free samples. I politely informed her that was not going to happen. And, without question, I know that it is not going to happen. I am absolutely unconcerned regardless of what vendor and what wares are placed before me like evil temptresses.
And, one more thing, I am not on a diet. This is no short-term change of eating habits. This isn't the five pound diet I need to fit in to my Speedo (sorry for the imagery, I really don't own one... anymore!) for the summer. This isn't like last year when I wanted to lose some weight before graduation season. This isn't a grapefruit-eating, pill-popping, cottage-cheese eating, shot-taking, stomach-stapling, lap-belting, jenny-craig-shake-drinking, weight-watching phase I am going through (and no offense to anyone who has taken any of the mentioned meausures, I fully understand the need and good on ya). This is a lifestyle change. I will not partake in the breadfest next week and I will not partake in the breadfest when it returns next year! I will not eat the Reese's Milk Chocolate Covered Peanut Butter Egg this Easter. And, I will not eat that same egg next Easter either.
Tomorrow I will share a truly inspirational story that my brother shared with me today. Stay tuned. Here's to four more weeks of continued successes...
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You are awesome babe. I am so proud of you. Keep up the good work. You are looking good.
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Thanks babe! I love you too and am equally as proud.
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