I can't remember the last time I stepped on the scale. Let's call it July. Or June. Or even August. I have no clue. At any rate, I do know that the last time I weighed in, I did take the time to update my Myfitnesspal profile with the current weight. Whenever it was that I weighed in last, I was 208 pounds.
As I mentioned in my last post, I know that I've been losing weight (although I wouldn't say it's been "melting" off). While I hadn't stepped on a scale until today, I knew I was losing because literally all of my pants are baggy. To the point that with many of them, I have to put a belt on or they will slide to the floor. The others seem to slide down as I walk, so I'm constantly pulling them back up. Always a good problem to have (except in the case of my favorite capri pants. I left the white belt that came with them at home, so I must either try to find a slim belt here or stop wearing them).
Over the weekend, a fellow student told me she'd found a scale at Price Smart. And it was reasonably priced, too. So I determined to pick one up. I was tired of not knowing my weight (never thought I'd actually feel that way!). At my wonderful husband's suggestion, however, we first checked another store; we found one for about $10 cheaper than we would've paid, always a bonus.
We got it home, and he immediately brought it back to me so I could test it out. Now, I was fully dressed, including jeans and shoes (although I did at least kick the shoes off). I got on, hoping for a good number, but not really expecting one.
The number shocked me. In a good way.
194. 194!!! I lost 14 pounds without EVEN TRYING! Good grief, I walk down the hill to school twice a day, then back up the hill twice more, a total of 5 minutes each way (maybe)! There are occasionally times I walk to other places, but I certainly haven't been putting in the hard work required with weight loss. I'm still eating my favorite foods and enjoying sodas. The biggest difference is that we're not eating out 3-4 times a week. Our dining out is restricted to weekends, normally just on Sundays. And it's usually a Tican plate, or pizza. Not fast food.
So imagine what I can lose with a little concentrated effort on my part? The idea thrills and scares me all at the same time.
However, I make a promise to myself that I will never see the 200s again. I do not ever want to be that heavy ever again in life.
