Taking If Off! Month 2!
I finally feel like I am hitting my groove, my new habits are…well becoming habits, lol.
This week’s results, down 2.6!!! Yaaaasssss!! I am pretty proud of myself. This week’s loss puts me at 10.2; hitting my first 10 pounds feels great! This also brings me back to the weight I was before my dad got sick.
I am excited to shed the next 10!!! My clothes feel loser and a few people at work have already started to notice that I am losing weight, so yay!
This is my official 2 month pic. At the end I am going to make a collage to see if my face shrunk. I feel like my cheeks maybe getting slimmer?? Oh and I got bangs.
Ok I think the universe is trying to keep me motivated; this pic popped up on my Facebook memory feed today, on day 1 of week 6. This is me 9 years ago at my sassiest! Message received!! I feel focused!
My week 6 weigh in is an exciting 1 pound!!! Wow!! Ugh, maybe I was getting too cocky??
But seriously, 1 pound is fine, I lost 4 pounds in week 4 and almost 3 pounds last week. I know that slow and steady will win the race; so 1 pound this week is fine…right? Yeah, it’s fine…feeling it’s fine, (note to any man reading this, if your wife, girlfriend or significant other, tells you things are fine, this are not fine!! You’re welcome).
One of my victories this week was trying on a pair of linen pants that were too tight on me, but now they fit!
I am going into week 7 feeling a bit stressed. I am in talks with my company to transfer back to Canada; I am ready to trade the neon lights of Las Vegas for the Northern Lights of Canada; ok full disclosure, I’ve never actually seen the Northern Lights, they aren’t visible from Moncton, but hey it sounded good right?? Lol
My goal this week is to deal with my stress responsibility and to not feed my face. Wish me luck! I am feeling good, but I am going to try to dial back the cockiness, lol.
Thursdays are my normal weigh in days; it’s Wednesday morning and I am so tempted to jump on the scale, but I am going to resist. I am feeling impatient and annoyed this week.
I’ve decided that slow and steady is annoying!! I am hoping that tomorrow’s weigh in is more than a pound. I just want to get the next 10 pounds off! I want to go shopping for new fall clothes; everything is not fine tonight!! Ok, it’s pretty evident that I am cranky.
Week 7 weigh in; I am down 1.9 pounds, so let’s be real, I am rounding that shit up to 2 pounds. I know that 2 pounds a week is a good and healthy pace, but I am getting bored!!!
I went to the grocery store after work today and fondled a 10 pound bag of potatoes to remind myself how heavy 10 pounds is. Ok, I didn’t exactly fondle them, it was more like holding them closely while walking around the produce aisles for a bit. I didn’t buy them, I am not a big fan of potatoes; I used them and discarded them, sorry potatoes, I am just not that into you.
That little exercise did help reset my brain and my patience. I am down almost 14 pounds so far; that’s a 10 pound bag of potatoes and 3/4 of a 5 pound bag, lol.
Moving on to week 8!!
Day 2 of week 8, I went shopping for a new pair of pants for an upcoming event and guess what?? I am down a pant size!!!
This week included the Labor Day long weekend and for the first time in two months I felt anxious and wanted to just pig out!! I hate that feeling of losing control; I didn’t dive into a tub of Ben and Jerry’s, but I really wanted too! I was able to stay on track, but it was a struggle.
When it came to my weigh in day, I was a bit scared to step on the scale. It turns out I had a great week, but it didn’t feel great. I struggled mentally; I just couldn’t drown out those little negative voices in my head this week.
Stepping on the scale and seeing a 3.1 pound weigh loss was very encouraging! It helped me see that I can deal with my stress and crankiness without binging, so walking away from week 8 with a renewed sense of confidence.
My grand total is 16 pounds down!!!
This is my end of month two pic. I think my face is starting to look thinner? I am noticing it more in my mid section and my boobs, yay!! And I am not smiling on purpose because I want to compare my cheek size when I reach my goal. You’ll read in week 9 that my brother is not a fan of my none smiling pics.
(tomorrow I will be posting results from month 3!)