May 3, 2012

May 3, 2012

Well, I made it through Easter, two visits with my BFF, and numerous other houseguest visits (aka:  Guests?  Let’s eat!) and I was still able to lose AND hit my next milestone:  30 pounds.
Since my last journal update, I’ve had two great things happen.  One of the highlights of the past few weeks was a shopping trip for new, smaller, clothes.  It’s such a great feeling and SO NOT what I am used to.  I pulled my old size off the rack (not sure why since I know in my head that I’m not that size anymore…guess out of habit?) and tried them on, only to find I needed the smaller size.  In the 20 years that I’ve been packing on these pounds, that has rarely happened.
The other highlight was a visit to my doctor for my 6-month check-up.  While I was sitting in the exam room waiting for him, he suddenly burst through the door, smiling and yelling “Thirty Pounds!??”  I always dread doctors visits because I never failed to get the “shame on you” look from them.  This one definitely felt good.
The hard part though, is that I am not a very patient person…I’m probably the LEAST patient person I know.  And it seems to be taking FOREVER to get these stinking pounds off!  I know that “slow and steady wins the race” and when I think about how in the last 6 months, I’ve been able to average 5 pounds a month, I feel a teensy bit better…
But, this is my new life – and I love it.  I laugh at myself because there are so many ways in my old life that I was just plain lazy.  When I traveled, I refused to walk anywhere, even a mere few blocks – “Taxi!”  When I was confronted with a set of stairs, I would be overcome with anxiety – “Um, where’s the elevator?”  Now, I literally get excited when there’s any opportunity to burn some calories.  And stairs?  Well, I’ve begun a new tumultuous relationship...with the Stairmaster at my gym…I love to hate that mofo.
When I was trying to get to 30 pounds, I felt like when I got here it would be momentous…and don’t get me wrong…it is, really.  But, like a freaking crack-addict, I just want a bigger number…I want more.
So I’m throwing it out there into the Big Bad Universe:  My next big goal is 50lbs…by my birthday…which means, I have 20lbs to lose in 4 months.  Stay tuned!