Well, since I made the mistake (;)) of pegging my goal weight to a specific date, now that the date has arrived, I gotta hold myself accountable and see where I am. So here goes.
It's Feb. 18, and I've been on MF for a total of two months and change, which includes one restart after a big holiday-time mistake! In two months, I've lost over 17 pounds. The funny thing is, it took me only one month to lose 13 pounds, then another month to lose 4! Aaagggh! But I'm so very happy I stuck with it, and am proud of myself.
I made it to 125.6 this morning, which isn't my usual weigh day (I like participating in the Sunday roll call), but I'm going away tonight for a few days and won't have my scale.
I've been debating whether to declare victory at 125.6-- after all, I technically *did* see 125 on the scale, it just happened to be followed by some gibberish on the screen I couldn't quite make out...
But I think I've decided that I want to press on to 125.0, just to prove to myself that I can.
I'm leaving for a 4-day jaunt in Vegas with my husband that was planned pre-MF (doh!), and I want to enjoy some non-MF foods and beverages while I'm there, so I'm making a conscious choice to put MF on semi-hiatus until I return. I figure I will continue drinking gobs of water, I will have one shake and one bar per day, and will eat a light lunch of greens and lean protein. Dinner may be a different story, but I usually veer toward grilled fish, sushi, steamed veggies, and salads anyway, so I'll try to be good!
Anyway, I know that even though I'll go to the gym each day and will try to eat well if not perfectly, I'll probably have some damage to un-do when I return. But that's okay, because I realize for ONCE in my life that I am actually in control of my weight, thanks to MF. Just as I can choose to have a few extra calories in Vegas for a short time, I can (and will) choose to return to MF, and when (not if) I am compliant and patient, MF will help me lose whatever flabbage I might have gained to FINALLY SEE 125.0 OR BUST!!!
Anywho, at 125.6, I feel great, I look great (if I do say so myself!
), I have no clothes that fit me (even my coats are too big-- who knew you could shrink out of a winter coat?), my rings are falling off, the pudge is gone from my face, and that size 4 Ann Taylor dress I bought on sale is actually loose! For this trip, I had to buy some new jeans so I'd have pants to wear, and I ended up fitting into juniors' size 7 and women's size 4/6. Heck, when I was a "junior," at age 12 or 13, I couldn't fit into junior sizes! The 13's were often still too small!
So, I feel I have something to celebrate in Vegas, but I sure do realize now that NOTHING -- not even chocolate martinis -- tastes as good as 125.6 feels! Now, imagine how good 125.0 will feel....
I'll check in with y'all when I get back next week, and will post some pics. I hope everyone has a great (i.e., losing!) Sunday roll call and a great week in general. I couldn't have made it this close to goal without you all, and I wouldn't have found the determination to keep going to 125.0 without you, either!
Keep shakin'!
Hugs,
rae