So, something obvious happened that for some reason I haven’t screamed from the rooftops, mainly because I felt like I had more important things to discuss (like bad habits and how crazy things had gotten. But now that all of that is out of the way…because this girl right here….today on December 14th….can officially say I HAVE CRUSHED THOSE GOALS.
I MADE IT TO ONEDERLAND!
That is HUGE for me! I’d been sitting at 198 pounds before I got pregnant with little lady.
Which, you know what else that means?
I’M AT MY PRE-PREGNANCY WEIGHT!
So I’m doubly happy!
Hold on… you know what else that means?
I HAVE OFFICIALLY LOST THE 50 POUNDS I GAINED BACK FROM PREGNANCY!
So this is the second week in a row that I’ve tacked all THREE of those little things off of my list of “things I gotta do” and I’m over the moon. I’m trying not to think about the fact that it took me four years to do this. I’m really trying to not think about all the backsliding I’ve done in the last four years. And I’m definitely trying to not think of the fact that losing 50 pounds in four years is less than 10 pounds a year
Because, you know what? Who freaking cares how long it took me? I did it. I lost 50 pounds. I clawed my way back to ONEderland. I’m back at my pre-pregnancy weight. I’m only 17 itty bitty pounds away from my LOWEST WEIGHT EVER.
I’m allowed to be excited. I’m allowed to be thrilled. Because that is freaking fantastic. And I’m not going to let that little negative voice in my head (I think I’ll call her Nancy) make me feel anything less that PROUD! Because I not only hit ONE goal….I’ve hit three goals! Granted, that’s pretty easy to do when three mile markers for me are all essentially the same weight. But, I’m allowed…because it’s significant!
So, I’m gonna throw myself a little imaginary party with confetti, drum rolls, and rocking 90s music, and I’m gonna do a horrible little disco-esque dance about it too!
BECAUSE I DID ALL OF THAT!