Last week DH and I celebrated our nine year anniversary. Facebook does a little montage, and I was shocked to see the photo from last summer (upper left). I don’t remember being that huge! Whoah! Especially compared to the photo on the right, which was taken last week when I was modeling my Golden Tote reveal (affiliate link in case you’re interested in a fun, inexpensive source of clothes). I did the math, and I’m down 93 pounds. From a size 22 to a size 10. 2X to S/M. Crazy!
These past few weeks have been really hard, though. I spent a week in Los Angeles, a week in Richmond, a week in Holland, MI and this week will be spent in Muskegon, MI. Sitting in meetings for 10 hours a day with a table full of snacks and eating meals in a cafeteria are HARD, weight loss surgery or no weight loss surgery. For the most part I did pretty well, but I did reach past the apples for a half a cup of dark chocolate Chex mix once or twice.
It’s also been hard fitting runs into a crammed schedule, in unfamiliar areas. Somehow I did manage to run another 5K though, and improved over my previous time.
I know that serious runners could probably still walk faster than that, but I’m proud of it!
I’m also proud that I’m up to running 8 miles on my long run. Slowly but surely I’m turning into a runner.
Now comes the hard part.
The weight loss is slowing. I can eat more things. I feel hunger again. I still need to decide what my relationship is with food. How often will I have sugar? Long term, do I want to juice? How many calories should I aim for? How will I know when I’m done losing weight? What if I don’t lose any more? What if I lose too much? How do I accept that others are treating me differently now that I weigh less? How much do I really want to exercise, vs taking time to do other things in my limited free time?
Lots of soul searching ahead, and I sense that this blog will help me process a few things. Thanks again for reading. Hopefully by hearing my story you to will realize that we can do hard things.