Wow.

Just. Wow. Last weeks weigh in was 83.7. My best weigh in to date has been 83.1. right before Easter. Then it was 83.2. Right before Dad got sick. I'm so close to beating it I can practically smell it. So I worked with that goal in mind, all week. I have been sick though, so couldn't really work as hard as I'd wanted too (intense exercise makes breathing kind of hard).

I felt good as I stepped on the scales. I didn't meet my goal, but it didn't wipe the smile off my face. I was 0.2kg above my lowest recorded weight. 83.3kg.

Starting on the treadmill I felt really good. I decided that since I was feeling better, today was the day for me to beat my personal best with running - 13.2km/hr. I was moving quite freely on the treadmill and moving up by 0.6km/hr increments every 20 seconds (instead of my usual 0.5 every 30), and I managed to hit 13.4km/hr. New personal best. Then I walked for the remainder of my treddy time, at a hell of an incline.

But the best bit of all - I am now in my size 14 jeans! That's been my goal since I put on the size 16s. Granted, there is a degree of muffin top, but the right top disguises it completely.

Has epic happy.

Um...

I discovered last night that I can do a titty dance. Where I flex my pecs and make them move independantly.

Time to stop chest work I think.

Oh my...

So I just went into JeansWest at the local shopping asylum and tried on what I think of in my head as my "proof of size" jeans. Which I'm aware is prolly a flawed way of looking at them but meh.

Anyway, the point is this... back in May I had to buy the POS jeans in a size 18 because the size 20s that I'd bought last year were literally falling off me. The thing is that the size 18s are starting to approach this same problem. I can now remove them without undoing the button or unzipping the zipper. (Yay, right)

So I figured I might as well go into the store and risk trying on the size 16s in the bootcut jeans that are (admittedly) the slightly looser cut but who the hell cares cos it ain't like they're "large girl" jeans. And guess what?

I CAN FIT INTO THE SIZE 16 JEANS!!! I can do up the button, zip up the zipper and still breathe and not feel like I"m about to get sawed in half in the process!

OH. MY. GAWD!

The happy dance in my head went into overdrive.

And now I have netball training to get to - so MWAH!

Tooting my own horn!

So my trainer asked me to send him some before and after shots of me. I'm going on the gyms PT wall of fame. So I picked the following photos. The first is obvious - me at graduation. The second is me just before I joined the gym. The third was taken last night. And I gotta say - I didn't realise the difference between the second and third pics. I got a bit of a 'wow' factor when I saw that one.

So, without further ado, I present - my own horn toot!

I never used to have a problem with my weight. I knew I was big, but I'd always been that way, so it was kind of normal for me. I was an obese child. When I graduated from high school I estimate I was 150kg, size 26 jeans. I stayed big through uni, but after I left I started losing weight gradually. Mostly by eating healthier. I impulse bought a rowing machine with the intent to use it, but the novelty wore off and it sat in the corner for about 2 months. After my grandfather died I decided that instead of drinking to deal with it, I'd use the rowing machine as a distraction. I lost a further 20kg in about 4 months. It was then that I decided to really concentrate on losing weight. I kept going for a little bit, and then I hit a plateau. After a while of this I ended up joining the gym. With a lot of hard work, lots of little goals and the help/encouragement of the best trainer I've ever had, I've managed to lose another 13kg, and 2 jeans sizes. I feel so much better now days. I sleep better, am a lot more relaxed, and am miles healthier. I don't get sick as often as I used to, and I have a lot more energy. I still have a way to go, but when I compare what I used to be like, life as a whole is just better, I'm a lot happier. They say ignorance is bliss. Back then it was. Now I realise ignorance is just ignorance.

Update-age from MissE

Saw that phish had posted and felt a bit guilty... so here's the quick update from me.
According to the WiiFit that I set up for my Mum yesterday, I am currently 105.5kg. This is .5kg less than I was last Friday at the Doctor's... so yay. Mind you, it also told me I'm still considered obese and that my BMI is woefully high. God knows what it would have thought if I'd stepped on at the start of all of this slow and steady weight loss... when I was somewhere beyond 130kg and looking seriously at the size 24 clothes in the "You're Big and We Know It" section of Target.

But now, I'm wearing size 18 jeans from Jeanswest. I can fit into the L size at Crossroads, instead of just getting into the XXL. And more and more of the clothes in my cupboards at getting looser and looser and looser. My fave "loose" item currently is the pair of "Basque Woman" pants that I bought early last year. They're a size 18 and when I bought them they were a little bit tight. And then for the bulk of the year, I put on a little bit of weight and I couldn't get into them comfortably at all. Well, not anymore. I've actually had to use the two little waistband "tighteners" so that I can keep wearing them for work purposes. ;oP

I'm still not going to the gym, coz I still can't afford it. :o(
But I am playing mixed indoor netball every Sunday and going for walk/jogs when I can. Come next week, there'll also be a weekly netball training session coz our team wants to improve... we've lost all bar two of our games so far and some of those losses have been serious floggings.

So bring on the current goal of under 100kg by Christmas. I know it seems a small drop from where I am now but taking it slow and steady is what is working for me. Setting a reasonable and small goal means I don't feel over-pressured and that is what can trigger stupid eating decisions and excessive couch potato-ing.

Later!