From the time I started my pre-op diet in January of last year until October, I had my ups and downs, but for the most part I did exactly what I should be doing and I lost 74 pounds. In October, I lost another pound, but mostly I just maintained. I got hold of the situation in November and lost 4 more pounds. But then came December...my unfill, my tonsillectomy, the holidays, no restriction. I was thrilled that I only gained 1 pound that month. January came around and I was ready to refocus, but with no restriction and a slightly whiny attitude, I gained 4 pounds. It's funny (and sad) though because I completely ignored it. I didn't change my ticker or anything...just pretended it didn't exist. I will not let myself do that anymore. If I gain, it goes right up there for everyone to see!!
Then along came February...renewed restriction, new fitness goals and last week, new food goals. I'm proud to say that I lost 9 pounds in February. Four of those pounds were to get me back where I was and five of them are brand new! :)
Interestingly, 5.2 pounds of the loss came in the last week of February as I started my food focus. Isn't that nuts?
Most of me is happy to be on track again. I am 1.1 pounds away from Onederland and it is totally possible to get there by the end of the week. My reward to myself for reaching that goal is a running watch, so I would LOVE to go shopping for that soon!!
But there is a small part of me (just a teeny piece) that is disappointed in myself. Not for this month, but for the time I wasted. I read about some people doing EVERYTHING they should be doing, logging food, eating right, working out, etc. And they are still struggling to lose fractions of pounds. Yet, if I just do most of what I'm supposed to do, I have FABULOUS success. I feel guilty for having it easier and not taking advantage of it. But the past is the past and I will move ahead.
Last notes for the month-end update: I worked out 785 minutes in February which averages to over 30 minutes a day. YAY! I also lost another 4 inches, most notably an inch around the flabby belly and a half inch on EACH thigh. NSV's: lots of random compliments about looking good (fun!) and no more sleep apnea (woohoo!!).
I wanted to take a moment and thank you all for your kind comments yesterday. While I don't think I'm ugly, I have certainly never thought of myself as pretty, etc. That you all would say things like that brings tears to my eyes. Thank you.
Also, I'm already starting to back away from the super short haircut. I'm just afraid that I don't have the confidence to sell it. Two weeks after the cut, I'm flying to Indianapolis to see friends and sorority sisters that I haven't seen since college. I want to make sure that I'm at the top of my game. The bad thing about a super short cut is that you don't know if you will love it until you do it. But if you don't love it, it will take at least 6 months to get it manageable again. I know it is just hair...but it does grow kind of slow. :) I still have a couple weeks to decide. But I'm still doing the makeup! I got a couple of WONDERFUL comments from people yesterday, so the makeup stays regardless of the hair choices.