And I know that all 4 of you have been dying for an update!
And since I hate nothing more than disappointing people, here goes nothing.
It's been an exciting 2 weeks.
Since I broke the 20 pound mark, I have had a nervous twitch in my right eye just waiting for the week that I leveled off.
Didn't lose anything.
Hit that plateau.
Yada yada.
So, it was with a sigh of relief that I greeted last week's weigh in.
Because last week, it finally happened.
Despite my best efforts, I didn't even lose 1/10 of a pound.
I know, in your head you're asking, "SIGH OF RELIEF??? LEAH? ARE YOU OK?"
But seriously. I have been worried about this for weeks now.
And it finally happened.
And it wasn't a gain.
And the twitch finally went away.
So yeah.
Sigh of relief.
Oh, but this helped:
Another size 8.
17 weeks and 21.4 lbs and I'm already in my 2nd size 8.
That sparked a giddy moment where I decided to do a quick snapshot of "Shrinking Leah."*
Then the giddy got slap-happy.
So I carted myself off to bed and started my week with a renewed dedication to get past the plateau as quickly as possible.
I changed my exercise routine.
I took my weight watcher point count down by 2 per day.
And then, I worked it out.
And yesterday, at the end of week 18, here's where the numbers shook out:
That's a 3.4 lb. weight loss in one week!
Bringing my total weight loss down to 24.8.
To be honest, I don't think there is much of a visual change this week, but I took a picture all the same:
What you don't see in this picture is that although the jeans I'm wearing are a size 10, the top is a size 6.
DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE.
I feel like a surfer who just caught his first wave.
(You should know, though, that had it not been for the generous hemline of the shirt, you'd have seen a muffintop to rival anything you would see on People of Walmart.)
But it's worth it.
Size 6, duuuuuuuuuude.
That, my friends is SUCCESS!
*think of it like Flat Stanley. You can (read: should) totally print off a copy of this pic and send me your very own "shrinking you" pics of your weight loss journey next to your very own "Shrinking Leah".**
**This sounds like Instagram GENIUS people!!! My moments of brilliance are rarely beneficial and are minimally noticed, so please, make the most of this one. MKaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay?
I personally watch you weigh in and as I sit here, jealous....I think, wow, I wish I could do that. All those years as a skinny, when the new size 2 was a size 6 and the 4 was a then size 8-10. Never had the joys of saying, I'm a 2 or 4, even though I was barely 120lbs. Now, 25 years later then grandma woes have hit in the weight department. I always feel bloated and weighed down. I hate the rolls that now engulf my waste line. And to make matters worse, my lungs will not allow me to move faster than a snails pace, much less consider a high impact aerobic workout! I eat much less than I'd like to and watch every little thing that I eat - hoping to drop that measly 10-15lbs I've been stewing over.
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to say it to someone. I do have the luxury of having good genes in that department so I'm not enormously overweight, but in the comfort department, it stinks.
You are doing great! I should have such willpower and motivation to get moving.