Lets go back to May 3rd. My absolutely amazing and beautiful friends, my family and my boyfriend Ryan did something for me I never thought anyone would. They threw me a surprise party! What was the party for? My weight loss. I was overwhelmed with emotion. All of the important people in my life got together and wanted to celebrate this. Something I have worked for day in and day out for years now. It was perfect. Everything down to the cake that read "feeling flirty, lost 130!" Then the bottom of the cake "10 away shout hooray!" How adorable and thoughtful? That night was truly a turning point for me. It made me realize how far I have come, how proud everyone is of me, and how I need to be proud of myself. I can never thank my friends, boyfriend and family for that night enough. I don't think they realized the true, positive impact it had on me. It was a turning point in this journey, one I needed desperately.
I took a step back after that night, I had come so incredibly far. I have said this before, this whole weight loss is more mentally challenging than anything, and yet again, my head needed to catch up with my changing body. I am the smallest I have ever been as an adult. The last time I weighed 163 pounds, I was maybe 12. I am a size 8/10 in pants and a medium in shirts and dresses. I feel so little. It is so weird to look at myself in the mirror. Just like everyone else , I hardly recognize myself.
Amanda, me, Sara and Kathy!
I used to weigh 294.4 pounds. I weigh 163 pounds today. I set a goal for myself over 3 years ago. I want to weigh 155 pounds. I am so close, only 8 pounds away from my first ever ultimate goal. Crazy to think about. In order to reach this "so close"goal, I have totally revamped the plan and I am doing something a little out of the norm. Since my last post I have lost 2 pounds. I am now setting a date. I want to reach that goal, my ultimate goal, by August 1st. I am not weighing in until then! The scale is gone and I will not see it until that morning. The main reason I am doing this is because, I have become obsessed with the number again, weighing myself every day. If I weigh less than I did the day before, I slack. It's horrible I know, and that is why I have made this decision. I have a set gym routine and I am going to stay on track with my eating.
So, with the new plan in place I feel great. I didn't weigh in this week, but I feel really small and healthy. That's always a good sign. Since I won't be weighing in with my weekly results for the next month or so, I will be posting lots of food journals and just how the plan is going. It is so hard not to know my weight but I think it is the push I need!
My life is amazing now. I think about the old me, and there is no comparison. I am, for the first time , so happy. I have a loving, supportive boyfriend who I honestly think is the best human being I have ever met, wonderful friends who push me everyday to keep going, and a great support system at home. I love them all so much it makes me want to cry. They are the reason I will lose this last bit of weight, and complete this journey strong.
On to the last 8 pounds....
Here are just a few pictures from the party :)
Amanda, me, Sara and Kathy!
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