A number of years ago, I started a weight-loss themed blog. The
idea was to keep myself accountable. I had moderate success but nothing
long-term. Then I moved to the new job position, and my need to get healthy
completely fell by the wayside - or is it weigh-side? *insert groan here* -
because work. I didn't make weight-loss a priority and stopped blogging
altogether.
Noticing that my clothing has been feeling tighter, I decided it
was time to make it a priority again. It wasn't just about being more
consistent with my kickboxing and bootcamp attendance but also being better
with my eating habits. As a person who lives alone, being smart with my eating
habits has always been an area I struggled, especially once I started
kickboxing and wasn't getting home until 7:30 each night. This has to change.
I needed to know my starting point if I was going to do this, so I
stepped on the scale for the first time in almost two years.
Before stepping on the scale, I had a number in my head I expected
to see. Boy, was I off! I knew I was higher than my previous high of 241lbs,
but I honestly didn't expect to see 257lbs on the scale. I could do nothing but
think to myself "I am a fucking fat sloth... except not as adorable."
This... is not acceptable. For years, I've hovered around 230lbs.
Definitely overweight, I'm not denying that, but I had marginally less than
100lbs to lose. (My lowest adult weight was 135lbs. When I get there, you'll understand why I don't go lower.)
Mentally, that less than 100lbs was
big to me. I was fat, but I wasn't that
fat!
Well, I'm that fat now.
I got on the phone with Katie and discussed what had happened. We
talked about what my goals would be for the next few months, what was feasible
with the work schedule I had coming up, and what my targets would be weekly,
monthly, and for the end of the year.
The best part about talking this all through with Katie? She was
so bloody cheerful and positive about the whole thing. It was like I had phoned
Bob the Builder. Can you lose it? YES,
YOU CAN! Despite my grumbles about her being too fucking happy about all
this, I found myself completely convinced by the end of the phone call that I
was going to succeed. If you ever need a cheerleader in your corner, she is the
person to go to!
I had my first weekly weigh-in yesterday and I'm down 3lbs. I know
that even the best weight loss stories are not a straight line from Point A to
Point B, but I'd say I'm off to a good start.
And now I really want to watch all three seasons of Sherlock back-to-back.
