I DID IT!!!
One week after my last blog entry, I’ve lost the 2 pounds needed to hit my mini-goal. 50 POUNDS LOST SO FAR! I could not be more excited to celebrate this milestone.
Last night, for the first time in 20 years, I stood on the pitcher’s mound during softball practice. Granted, I haven’t been overweight for the past 20 years, but it was a huge accomplishment. To even be asked to play again was quite flattering. And quite honestly, I didn’t know I could move like that anymore…but I did!!!
Things I notice are easier with so much weight gone: mounting and riding my horse, training my mule, running, getting in and out of my truck, staying active, not napping during the day, dealing with the depression that accompanies my migraines, getting out of the house to find help managing my migraines, feeling good about myself, feeling attractive again, not being a recluse, socializing with friends and strangers, bending to tie my shoes. That’s one I just noticed last night. And I can once again cross my legs to sit like a lady.
It’s funny the things we take for granted, both when we’re at a healthy weight and when we’re overweight. To help with the shoulder injuries I’ve been nursing without medical intervention, I’ve started belly dancing lessons. It is low-impact for the arms, but certainly keeps them moving. Soon I’ll advance to working the core of my body, which is finally starting to get shape back to it. I can once again see my curves - and I have form to my butt, rather than just a lump for me to sit on.
What’s amazed me most about my backside is that my brother was the first to notice…”um, sis, you’re gonna need some new jeans because your butt seems to be shrinking.” Even when I weighed 117 pounds, he always called me a cow - more because I collected them than because he thought I was fat. When I got sick and had to endure Prednisone for a year, he became my biggest supporter. Next spring I am in his wedding (another big motivator to prove that yes, I can do this and I can do it naturally) and could not be more proud. Of course when I hit this mini-goal, though losing 50 pounds is more than a little bump in the road I’ve shuffled over, he was the first to know. I hate admitting “I’m finally under 200 pounds” but at the same time I am so very proud. In fact, when I hit 199, I told my husband we needed a new digital scale because ours was clearly broken. He couldn’t figure out what had happened to it. I said, “It has to be broken. There’s no ‘2′ in front of my weight anymore.” How excited our house has been with my progress, especially this past week.
Thank you to my buddies for getting me this far. I have 50 more to go, so keep the support coming. I’m not about to quit now!
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