I’m doing this all wrong. By which I mean, the more weight I lose the more I see how I have yet to go and the more annoyed I get with myself. Shouldn’t losing weight make me feel better?
As thrilled as I am to be experiencing such success with my weight loss journey, I can’t help but look back and wonder how I could possibly have let myself get to that point. It’s not that hard to lose 10-15 pounds, but to lose 50? That is a crazy ton of work, and I’m a little peeved at myself for getting to the point where I packed on that much weight.
Let this be a lesson to you: If you have weight to lose, lose it before it attracts friends.
Aside from berating myself for my wanton gluttony, this was a great week. I lose some weight, lost some inches off my waist, and managed to avoid injuring myself too egregiously.
If you’re interested, I talked about food and what a person like me eats every day to keep my calories at or below 1,530 calories per day over on my weekly blog post for Fitness Together Sammamish. You’d be surprised what you can get away with!
I lost a crazy amount of weight last week. Like, double-take the scale kind of weight.
Well, first I did a double-take because the scale said I gained 1.8 lbs and I despaired. My grumbling inspired my trainer to have me hop on the scale again, this time after waiting for it to finish blinking it’s zeros at me first. When I did, the scale showed me a much happier number and my despair was gone.
(Wanna know what the number was? Check out my post for Fitness Together Sammamish to find out because I’m a dirty rotten tease!)
Of course, it’s worth noting that shortly thereafter my trainer almost made me lose the contents of my stomach thanks to a grueling workout, but hey. At least there was despair loss before breakfast loss.
Anyway, last week was a very successful week because I made it to the gym six out of seven days. I even started incorporating jogging into my workout (I’m adding it slowly because I don’t want to rouse the wrath of my knees).
So that’s my story for this week. Up at 6:30 am to hit the gym, back by 8 am to be a mommy, writing a novel while the baby sleeps, and then waking up to do it all again the next day.
My life is awesome.
More than anything else, there is one thing that has been more important than all others when it comes to my weight loss journey. A gym membership is great, a personal trainer is even better, and the drive to make a goal and stick with it is paramount.
But the most important thing I’ve needed? Is support and encouragement from Wes.
Without Wes, none of this works. First of all, he pays for my gym membership (I’m a stay at home mother working on getting published, which means I pull in precisely $0 per year).
Second, he makes himself available to hang out with Aidan during those times when I’m working with my personal trainers or sweating it out at the gym. There’s no way I could tote Aidan with me to either of those places, so without Wes I’d be sunk.
Third, he encourages me during the meals we eat together. Rather than eating desserts in front of me or asking me whether I want seconds, he tells me how proud he is of me and how skinny I’m getting.
If I’ve accomplished anything with my writing or weight loss, it’s because I have a husband who believes in me and makes the incredible life I live possible.
That’s all I have to say about the subject. I just thought you needed to know how much I appreciate my husband. You know what else I appreciate? St. Patrick’s Day!
Awful segue-ways aside, have a great St. Patrick’s Day, everyone! And just remember, corned beef is for winners.
I have a BIG ANNOUNCEMENT: Do you remember those capris I’ve mentioned about a thousand times here? Seriously, do a search on my blog for the word “Capris” and you’ll see that I’ve mentioned them three times, which is weird because I’m fairly certain I’ve never written as extensively about any other item in my closet.
Anyway, the back story on these capris is that I bought them less than a month before finding out I was pregnant, after losing a whole bunch of weight. I was around 194 lbs and ecstatic to be able to shop at The Gap. I bought the capris after finding out that they fit me perfectly, and I wore them precisely once before Aidan exploded me into another pant size.
My BIG ANNOUNCEMENT is…Those capris fit. They fit well. For the first time in two years, I can wear my beautiful capris that have been sitting in my closet so forlorn for so long.
I have so many people to thank for this moment. My husband, for paying for my gym membership and eating healthy food with me. My son, for being delicious and happy and awesome. And most importantly, my trainers, for showing me how to work out and giving me the structure and plan I needed to make this possible.
In other, yet related, news, check out my blog post for Fitness Together Sammamish to find out how much weight I lost last week!
What has two thumbs and lost weight last week? This girl!
Just check out that photo above! That’s week one on the left, and week five on the right. There is some serious size reduction going on here! My caboose is smaller, my tummy is flatter…I even think my neck is skinnier!
Now, because I love being a tease I won’t tell you how much weight I lost last week or what I weigh now. But! You can find that info on my Fitness Together Sammamish blog post right now. Like, click on that link and kaBOOM! Stats for you!
You really want to check it out because I talk about frosting. And personal training. But also frosting. And then there’s my weight for this week which made me do a triple-take because I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw it.
Seriously. Worth checking out.