No Complaining

Weigh-In: 297.2
5-Day: 297.48

I told myself that as long as the weight was heading down - no matter how slowly - I wouldn't complain. So, I'm sticking to that. I dropped another two tenths, which is another two tenths I no longer have to worry about. I'll take it over a gain.

Plus, my 5-Day dropped out of the 298's, putting me at a new low. So I really have no reason to complain.

And this is all after a four day stretch where time, severe sunburn, and work kept me from doing anything active. Thursday and Friday I couldn't lift my arms above my shoulders from my stinking burn, and I sure wasn't going back outside in the sunny 80's. So, I chalked those days up to "unfortunate," and I ate clean. Then Saturday was spent with one of Becky's clients, and the day took MUCH longer than we expected. We had to top it off with a quick grocery run at 9PM, then we took the kids home and put them in bed. And we followed shortly.

Yesterday did allow us to get out a little bit. We did some major cleaning around the house, then took the kids to the big park near us, where we walked around the - MAYBE - 1/2 mile lake. We would have gone further, but Beck's blisters were hurting pretty badly. So, we called it a day.

Today I'm back at it. I just did a quick set of push ups before I had my Honey Nut Cheerios. I'll do another two sets after I get my work done this morning, and then even more while the kids nap.

I'm anxious to get the weight out of the 297's. It feels like a mini-plateau. I've been in the 297's for five days. After jumping back up to the 300's last weekend, it feels like I've accomplished very little, though I should give myself credit for fighting back down five pounds in seven days. It wasn't easy.

I also am allowing myself to have a thought I probably shouldn't have. After seeing some new pics Beck and I took yesterday, I've decided, no matter what the websites say, I'm no longer "fat." According to most of those online calculators, I still need to get down to 220. I've been as low as 239, and I looked anorexic. I think 260 is going to be VERY close for me. Anyway, that means I'm 37 pounds overweight. But, as Beck and I noticed last night, I don't LOOK 37 pounds overweight, anymore. I've always been lucky to carry my weight well. Even at 360, it looked like I was no more than 70 or 80 pounds overweight. Now that I have 37 left to go, it looks like I have 15 or 20 to drop.

Don't get me wrong, I'm in no way saying I'm close to being done, or that I'm content with where I am. No matter how much better I look now compared to 7 months ago, I can and will do and look better. But I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Having to lose 100 pounds seemed so daunting when I started. But now, I have just over 1/3 of that left to go. To me, that's amazing. I'm almost 2/3 of the way to my goal, and I look and feel better than I have since I was married.

Some of you might think this is unwise, but I feel pretty good about myself these days.