Loose Skin

I’m only 38 pounds down and the loose skin thing is going to be a very real, very big issue.

I’m plan to lose at least 100 pounds, hopefully much more, even if it takes the rest of my life. But the skin things is going to bug me. So I’ve ordered micro-needling devices to see if I can help myself in the interim. I mean, all those hours of Not Eating ™ leave me with a little free time during which to experiment.

Also, I’m wearing a shirt that I’ve owned at least 5 years, but never wore because I didn’t like the fit. Apparently, 38 pounds loss dialed back the clock a few years for me. Yippee!

xo

Monday Stats – June 24, 2019

Here we go:

I would not call my calories this week entirely accurate. There were some meals out and it’s pretty hard to count the calories on the one piece of bread I ate at the steak house or the salad dressing that I dipped into at the Italian place. I would say – they weren’t WAY off.

My fasts were entirely accurate. Fasts are so much easier to track. Also, please note that I did pretty well getting in some longer fasts.

All that said, I did not lose much weight this week. I clocked in at 322 even. That is 38 pounds lost!

This week was pretty hard. I was super. hungry. all. week.

Anecdotally, last week was post-menstrual, and I was a starving marving all week. The hunger games didn’t quit until after the steak dinner on Friday, so a part of me is wondering if I needed some red meat or something – not a thing I have most weeks. In fact, I skew heavily vegetarian, but I do eat sliced deli chicken several times a week and a fair amount of eggs. So I don’t know. But my hunger pangs didn’t break until after the feast at Long Horn Steakhouse. Do with that what you will.

I hope to stay on track this week. I’ve got groceries on hand and feel pretty solid in my determination, so let’s be optimistic!

xo

Monday Stats – Tuesday. Perhaps they should be Tuesday Stats?

Anyhoo..

My calories were great, and accurate! It was a lady-time week, so my expectations were not high for the scale. Just FYI.

It’s a struggle to do longer fasts these days. I’d like to hit 17 or 18 hours every day, but we eat so late now. Something about the extended daylight hours or going to the pool or whatever. At any rate, these fasts were very accurate!

And I weighed in at 323.4. That is 36.6 pounds of weight lost!

Given the bloating and the water retention and the unusual (plug your ears before this bit of TMI…) poop schedule, I was not unhappy with this weight. Any weight down, on any given day, is forward progress.

All I can say is… one day I am going to hit a major plateau and none of us are prepared for the amount of whining I am going to do at that time. LOL

If you are also on a weight loss journey, keep the faith! You can do it. You WILL do it. Just log in, every day, and keep on trucking. We can do this together.

xox

Shrinking pains?

At 35 pounds of weight loss, even though my weight is still well into the 300’s, I’m starting to have trouble fitting my clothes. I have done a sort of half-ass Konmari on my closet several times in the past 5 years or so, so I wouldn’t say I had a lot of clothes to begin with, but now the options are pretty slim indeed. I had a few garments that were starting to hang off me. They drooped so low on my chest that I was practically flashing people. I had to toss them. I’ve had a couple losses due to attrition, because they fit so I wore them more often. I just dragged all my short sleeves out of secondary storage into primary storage, and I would guess it’s only about a foot of hanging space, plus the foot of hanging space I already had there.

I’ll be pulling tops out and trying them on whenever I get dressed. So far, 3 got tossed, because they looked super weird on my body right now. And since I’m fully committed to this, the problem is only going to get worse. I have even had to toss a few bras. I’ve never tossed a bra in my life, unless it was broken or somehow no longer functional. That was a super weird feeling. I believe I may have mentioned in a prior post that my bras are a specialty size. They aren’t cheap unless they are ill-fitting wire-free “house” bras. But even today, I’m wearing a formerly nice bra – one I saved for special occasions – I had to tighten the back and straps, but the cup is a little roomy.

Don’t worry, guys. The hideous pink pants from my only selfies are still in rotation for pajamas. (LOL) Their days are kind of numbered, though. I’ve already had to make a minor alteration to the legs so they wouldn’t flap around quite so much.

I do dread this part of the process. I do not like clothes shopping (thank god for online shopping), and I haven’t lost enough weight to dramatically change sizes. And I still really don’t like my body, plus now I can see where some excess skin is going to give me trouble (there’s a weird thigh thing that is going to get very scary looking, very quickly). Having to constantly source enough things to fit without breaking the bank on an ongoing basis is going to be tricky. If it weren’t for leggings, I’d be lost entirely.

I used to only wear skirts. For years, decades even. I haven’t pulled a skirt out of the closet in months. I should go through them and possibly order myself one, but how? I don’t even know what size to get or how long I’d be able to wear that size. I’m not all that vain, but I AM self-conscious and clothes have always been a bit of an armor for me. I wear black and long skirts and drapey things. That’s kind of my jam, even when admiring others’ fashion, but also, it’s been great for draping me in folds of fabric to disguise lumps and bumps. But the drapes have to be at least *kind of* right…

Ugh. Unanticipated consequences. Now I regret tossing out all those smaller sized clothes a few years ago. Honestly, though? I never thought I would lose weight. I wanted to and I figured I would eventually, but it wasn’t in my short term plan. It was too daunting. I figured I would get sick and that would be that.

Which is what happened, really, but the weight loss isn’t a side-effect, it’s a choice.

So here I am, in my sloppy loose clothes, but pretty happy about it overall.

Also, I had a NSV (Non-scale victory) the other day. My one chubby friend, who is also dieting, said I looked skinny! LOL For sure, that was him being kind, but he said my weight loss was noticeable and was letting me know it. He is officially the first person to say something. Very sweet!

xo

Monday Stats, 6/10/19

Here are my stats for last week:

These are pretty accurate! We had dinner with friends last night, so I’m not 100% certain of those calories, but it wasn’t insane or anything.

The fasts were accurate!

I weighed myself this morning and clocked in at 324.2 (actually, two of the attempts came in at 323.8, but I don’t trust my scale, so I went with the higher number. I have lost 35.8 pounds. My app says that’s the size of a medium microwave oven. LOL What a weird comparison.

So let’s compare it to other things:

A big bag of cat food!

A toddler!

Seven 5-lb bags of potatoes (lol, that’s more like it. I took a sack of potatoes off each leg, my butt, my waist, my stomach, my arms combined, and… my insides, maybe? That’s kind of crazy to think about.

I couldn’t go swimming at all last week, because of constant storms around here. Maybe this week, though!

There’s not much else to report right now. I have a terrible sleep schedule and keep meaning to force myself to adhere to more of a routine, but alas, if I liked routines, I wouldn’t struggle with it. Right?

Anyhoo, I hope your journey is going well!

xo

Monday Stats (on Tuesday). Again.

Back on track this week!

My calories were much more accurate this week, in large part because we only went out to eat once (and that was to a restaurant with published nutrition data). I don’t think my husband loved it, but honestly? He was burning through WAY too much money with his restaurant-food-lust.

My fasts were very accurate, as well. My only hiccup was that my eating window ran too late several nights. Part of that is due to some summer lifestyle stuff. Part was laziness. I did accurately capture the windows, though, so that’s an improvement over the past two weeks.

And getting back on track helped. My weight this morning was 327. I’ve lost 33 pounds.

It’s slow and not easy, but it’s working.

At this rate, sometime in September, I will break the 300 lb barrier. Conveniently, we have also planned a vacation for mid-September. Come to think of it, I may need to try to lose a few extra pounds before then as insurance against vacation-related-weight-gain. When we are on vacation, we go out to eat A LOT. I won’t have any of my normal food available, and hubby prefers to eat out anyway. I’m already prepping him that we can only go out to eat once a day, but he will never let up the pressure so I’m sure he’ll get his way more often than that.

Anyway, that’s where things stand as of now.

xo