A little shy of my one pound weekly goal at 0.8 lbs less than last week, but I will take it. Just seeing that zero in the middle makes me giddy with anticipation. It’s like watching a new year’s eve count down. Soon 9 will be 8, then 7 and so on until finally for the first time in a decade my weight will begin with a one instead of a two.
I actually counted up the years last night. In September of 2009 I went to the doctor and weighed in at 198. That was just before massive stress and several major life changing events happened and my weight started its meteoric rise. So yeah, a decade.
Although the reason I looked back wasn’t to figure that out, at least not initially. For the most part I was looking back to remind myself that the weight didn’t all come on my body at once. It actually came on about a pound at a time. All I’m doing now is reversing the process. It makes the slow but steady loss feel more like a rewind than a slow slog.
Its really strange how much you block out about certain events, both good and bad. In that decade of weight gain there are entire sections of time I never think about. This week as I started to look back I got to take a good look at a lot of things I hadn’t thought about in a while, both good and bad. While some of the bad over shadowed the good, making me block all of it out, the good was there. And oddly enough if listed quantitatively, the good did outweigh the bad. Lots of little, but good things happened in that time. It was just the few large bad things that overshadowed everything.
And to be honest, the little good things lasted, while the big bad things were just momentary things I had to get through. It felt like the reverse at the time. It was kind of a mental flip for me to see it that way.
So while work and regular life were relatively quiet and on an even keel this week, I wallowed in nostalgia and found that time really does alter perspective. I got to think about a lot of things I hadn’t thought about in a while from a completely different mindset. Frankly it made my brain so full it ached. Maybe that’s where the extra 0.2 lbs came in. I’m sure at some point thoughts become heavy enough to register on the scale, right?
Even so, I am happy with my loss this week and am ready to keep chugging forward. Hopefully those of you going through things on your own find your equation ends up balancing in the same way mine did, with the bad fading away once you’ve pushed your way through and the good taking up a more permanent residence.
So the stats:
Starting Weight: 246 lbs
Last week’s weight: 210.6 lbs
This week’s weight: 209.8 lbs
This week’s loss: 0.8 lbs
Total loss thus far: 36.2 lbs
Left to lose (apx.): 86.8 lbs
So I am still chugging along. This weekend I will be completing my fall garden chores and ripping out spent plants to add to the compost pile. I have a few green tomatoes left, but the plants are done. So on to the window sill to ripen they go.
Otherwise it will be a pretty quiet weekend. It is way too hot to do anything outside and with the ragweed in full bloom attempting outside anything is a bit like walking into a biological war zone. After I deal with my plants my eyes will be itchy and watery and I’ll probably spend the rest of Saturday looped out on allergy meds and rehydrating from my time in the sun. Admittedly I may use it as an excuse to sack out on the couch with some fun old movies, so it’s not all bad. I hope you have a good whatever you plan to do this weekend. I’ll be back on Monday, brain sorted and ready to take on another week.