My body – Wednesday Weigh-in

I’ve always been hyper-critical of my body. That goes without saying. I can point out my flaws immediately. I have lovehandles that will probably always be present, I have cellulite and stretchmarks (though, I don’t hate on the stretchmarks much these days), I have back fat and armpit fat, so on and so forth.

I know plenty of women who do this, regardless of size. Hell, I’m willing to bet every woman (and man) does this. And even though I’m losing weight because I’m not happy with my health and my body, I have recently (as in within this last week) started to remind myself of the things that I love about my body-despite my flaws.

I’ve decided if I don’t remind myself of these things, I can easily see myself getting even more critical about my body. Because I’ve been there..and that leaves me with what? Tons of negativity.

Whereas if I remind myself of the things I love, I think it’ll be easier for me to get to that point where there are more things that I love than I don’t like. Opposed to getting to what I think is my “ideal” weight, and still picking out every little thing about myself I don’t like.

So… here we go… I’ll start off small, three things about my body that I love.

My legs – They may be big, but they’re strong and I have pretty killer calves
My broad shoulders – I may not be able to wear a halter top, but I can rock a strapless dress/shirt like nobody’s business!
My height – hide and seek sucks, but I’ll always stand out in a crowd

Sure, the list might not be long…but it’s a start.

Anyways, since it’s Wednesday, I’ll cut to the chase.

My third weigh-in since being back!

Last weigh in: 210.0
This weigh in: 208.3
Lost lost: 1.7 pounds
Total lost from highest: 61.7 pounds

Wooohooo!

Another loss, and I’ll very happily take it!

So, until next time,

Measurement realization – Weigh in Wednesday

You know those “aha” moments people have? I had them when I was 264, and I had them again and again. The last time I had that moment, that kick started my year long trek of getting on board. Was actually a girl at work.

One on my friends/coworkers was measuring herself, yes… water bottle talk at it’s finest. She was all shocked what her numbers were. Now, she’s thin. She’s this cute little ball of yoga and energy. I even told her “Are you kidding me? I’d love to have your figure!” before she started measuring herself.

What shocked me was as she measured herself, in a very scientific method of string and a measuring tape… you know, the straight metal ones that you’d pull out of a tool box…the numbers sounded very familiar.

I pulled up my blog on my phone to my last measurements post and I was blown away.

Her measurements were only about 1-1.5 inches smaller than mine were at my smallest point. Excluding those damn lovehandles of mine.

Nothing like perspective, right?

So that’s what motivated me to get moving. That was the pinnacle moment back in 2016 that kicked my butt into gear.

Now, admittedly my measurements hadn’t changed all that much from 2015-2016. But here’s a little snippet if you don’t feel like going back to that.

And I actually haven’t measured myself since that moment.

So… here goes nothing. Let’s see what 25 pounds looks like!!!

Bust – 42.5″    -1.5
Waist – 36.5″   -2
Hips – 46″      –1.5
Lovehandles – 44″   -6
R thigh – 27″    -1
L thigh – 26.5       –1.5
R arm – 14″     –.5
L arm – 14.5″     -0
Neck – 14.5″      -0

YAY! I’d really like to do some backflips to that -6 for my lovehandles. Those were getting out of control.

And since this is supposed to be my weigh-in day, I suppose I’ll post that too.
Harrumph

Last weigh in: 212.3
This weigh in: 210.0
Lost lost: 2.3 pounds
Total lost from highest: 60 pounds

And a secondary YAY!

Thank you water weight? Weight weight? Fat weight? Who know? But I’m pretty darned pleased.

Til next time

80 weeks not pounds – Weigh in Wednesday

December 28, 2015.

The date of my last post back in 2015.

1 year, 6 months, 14 days.
80 weeks

What could have potentially have been at least 150 posts if I actually hit “publish” only twice a week.

Better yet (or worse, depending on how you’re looking at it) I could have lost almost 80 pounds from my last weigh-in. Staying steady at a pound a week, on average…

I could have been sitting at my lowest weight ever. I could have potentially been DONE. I could have been in the 150’s. Which I haven’t been since 9?

I’m going to let that sink in for a second.

Anyway, hindsight is 20/20.

But really, complete honesty here, I wasn’t worried about any of it. I took some time to focus on getting myself better. And they aren’t kidding when they say it’s hard.

But here I am, nonetheless.

Phew. Now, don’t get me wrong. There was so much more that happened in the past year and a half than what I mentioned in my last post.

But I don’t want to go way into depths with all of that. I just want to rip off the proverbial band-aid and tell you my weight. Let’s face it, that’s why you’re here….right?

So, here we go.

Last weigh in: 237.5
This weigh in: 212.3
Lost lost: 25.2 pounds
Total lost from highest: 51.7 pounds

Sure, that boils down to less than half a pound a week. But it’s progress. Progress that I’m flipping excited about.

And as I said Monday, I’m still fat. I didn’t hide away for a year and a half and lose a crazy amount of weight then pop back in all “HEY, I’M SLENDER AND NOT TELLING YOU HOW I DID IT!”

No fan fiction Hermione instabeauty here.

But, I’m happy with it.

And, if we consider that I didn’t actually start losing weight until the last year, that makes me even happier.

But regardless of when I started losing weight, or how much weight I’d lost on average per week, I LOST weight.

I’ve lost 25 pounds, people!

Happy Fall! (Weigh In day)

Happy first day of fall, everyone!

Autumn is my favorite season, hands down. It’s dry, cool, and smells pretty darned amazing. Tis the season of hoodies, leaves changing, cooperative hair, cider, pumpkin spiced everything, and HALLOWEEN! Seriously, I can’t wait. My birthday is also two weeks from today!

So needless to say I was feeling pretty optimistic about today, granted that has nothing really to do with my weight at all. But it’s hard to not feel good on one of the best days of the year. I get more excited about fall than I do Christmas.

This past week I’ve really been trying hard. Making sure that I’m eating well (nooo, Reese’s Pumpkins aren’t a breakfast food) and drinking more water. So fingers crossed I did better than last week.

Last weigh in: 239
This weigh in: 237.5
Total lost: 1.5

Let me sing from the rooftops for a moment!

Sure, 1.5 pounds doesn’t seem like that much. But I’m thrilled. I haven’t been actively trying to lose weight in well over a year. So to have anything lost, right off the rip, makes me feel amazing! Sure the happiness kind of dwindles down a bit when I remember the 6 pound gain from last week, but who cares? I’ve decided I’m not going to.

Success. Progress! At this point, any number that isn’t going up is a reason to celebrate! At least it is for me.

Makes me want to do a little jig. Hey, maybe I will.

I’m just going to sit here dancing in my seat and patting myself on the back. 1.5 pounds down and 72.5 to go!

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Whomp Whomp (Weigh in Wednesday)

Ahhh, weigh in day. I’m just going to get right out there with it.

Last Week: 232.3
Today: 239
Total GAINED:6.7lbs

Whomp whomp

This is kind of why I didn’t want to weigh myself. Dang it.

But to be completely frank, I can’t be too surprised. I’ve upped my water intake quite a bit, and I’ve been doing basic (easy) work outs, and I’ve been watching how much I’m eating and all that. Which should be a good indicator of “you’re gonna lose something.”

But come on, there is no other way to gain nearly 7 pounds in a week unless I’m eating an obscene amount. And even then, I’d have to eat some more. Don’t get me wrong, I gain weight fairly easy. I can look at a plate of nachos and my thighs explode.

But I’ve been doing a pretty good job. Sticking close to my calorie goals, moving and being active. So I’m chalking this up to either water weight or my body going “WHAT THE HECK, NICOLE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!” My gut enjoys being larger than life. My thighs live to be jiggly and soft. Unfortunately for them, I don’t agree.

While the number definitely bothers me, I can’t put too much stock into it. Knowing all the good-for-me changes I’m making, I can’t be upset about the number. While I’d love to see the scale go down, I actually feel pretty great after the last week or so, excluding this cold that is lingering.

I’ve slept better, I’m not as groggy, I’ve only gotten two headaches this past week (compared to nearly daily) which is all awesome. Which I’ll bet it’s from not sitting around muching all day and being properly hydrated.

Of course I don’t feel 800% better than I usually do. It’s still enough of a change to notice it. And if I feel that much better after a week, then I know my body is responding positively to the change. Fat cells, not so much. Water weight, not so much.

So, I just need to push through. That doesn’t mean I’m going to cut even more calories or exercise all my food away because I’m “desperate” to lose weight. But I’m definitely going to wait this out, sticking with what I’ve been doing the last week, and see where that gets me.

I’m proud of getting back on the wagon, and eating better, and actually moving. I know I’m doing a good job, and I’m not going to let the darned scale get me down. #preach

How many of you have noticed a large gain after a fairly good week?

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