In less than two weeks it will be my one year 'surgiversary'. 2013 was, hands-down, the most amazing year of my life. I really feel like I got my life back. I'm proud of myself. I'm happy for myself. I'm happy for my kid and my husband who, I think, have a better Momma and Wife due to the changes I made.
Anyway, I'll post more on the actual anniversary but today I opened my weight loss tracking spreadsheet (NERD) that I'd been keeping that I hadn't updated since CHRISTMAS. Right before Christmas I broke into the 190s. Then Florida hit and I just came off 7-8 weeks eating not very well and really pushing limits, not exercising as much as I should and I just feel terrible. It's been absolutely frigid here. We've had like two feet of snow and just....blah. It's all around been a huge pile of suck.
The good news though is my weight was completely stable that entire time. I continued to weigh myself every few days and it was 195/196 or so the entire time. Ladies and Gentleman, I successfully maintained my weight. Now I don't now if that's my genetic 'set' weight or not but I am going to try to get down to my original goal of 175. If I hit that goal though and it's way too hard to sustain it? I have absolutely no problem with bouncing back up to where I am now (195) and staying here. If I could stay here with relatively moderate effort for the rest of my life? Um. yes please. I have no need to be any smaller. I feel healthy, I can physically do way more than I ever thought possible, I look better. I just. I'm good. I already won.
Because every blog post needs some visual interest. Me in new spring clothes this week:
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

No comments:
Post a Comment