Thursday, November 5, 2009

Counting my blessings.

Last night, I was totally bemoaning the fact that everyone else, when they first go on a diet, loses a ton of weight in the first week. Of all the diets I've tried, I've never ever had that happen to me. I've always wanted that huge rush of a really big loss on scale day.

And then I started reading around some weight loss blogs. I realised that I'm not exactly unique, and not only that, seeing as I've lost 11 lbs steadily over the last 5 weeks I'm actually not in a bad situation at all. Especially since I haven't been feeling very deprived. In fact, that's the reason I've been weighing myself every single day. Yes, and I'll admit it, sometimes more than once a day. Too much of this and I'm going to have to revoke my scale priveleges. It's just that I can't believe I'm actually losing weight. I haven't lost enough yet for it to be noticable, but every time I step on the scale I get the reminder that I've actually made something happen. Only a very small something, but something nonetheless.

Another blessing? My husband is 100% behind me. In fact, he's my biggest cheerleader at the moment. He's the one that talks things through with me when I'm wanting to eat everything in the world. He's the one who calmly reminds me that I just can't have everything I want, and that if I eat too much during the day I'll end up with a really sucky dinner. He's the one who reminds me that if I work hard at it, the weight will come off, but that noone ever said it was going to be easy. I think that's the biggest change - in the past, he didn't want to hurt my feelings so he sort of pretended it was none of his business. This time I've made sure to tell him that I need his support, and he's actually giving it!

Oh, and an admission. I'm still wearing capris, even when it was 40 degrees outside last night (I must look really interesting with capris and a huge coat on) Wanna know why? I'm pretty sure I don't fit into last winters jeans. I've yet to get the courage up to find out how much more I have to lose to fit into them. I guess that's my goal for today - go and at least try them on. I don't know exactly how they're going to fit but I do know that I was mighty glad when summer arrived last year and I didn't have to wear them anymore.


Little Miss Fatty Pants said...

averaging 2 pounds a week is amazing so don't feel too bad that you didn't drop 20 pounds in the first week (Darn you Biggest Loser for unrealistic expectations!!!)

Katie J said...

I agree with LMFP. You are losing at a steady pace and that is good.

I have lost 52 lbs in 44 weeks. I just posted yesterday that while I am happy with that number it also makes me mad because I want it to be more. I need to step it up a notch with my activity.