Stall?! What stall?!
Jun 30, 2010I kept thinking I've been stalling for 3 weeks. I haven't. I looked it up. I've been this weight since 6/15. I reach 195 every morning, after I comb my hair *since I'm losing my hair, I figured that if I comb it out, I'll lose an ounce...or a pound or such*...
I go for the marathon BM, shake myself awake (I heard that you're a dead weight if you're tired...gotta be awake and perky for my weigh-in). 195. By the end of the day, I'm 197-198. On a particularly depressing day, I reach 199, go for another BM and get to 198 or even, 197.
I started my period today. Hoping that this will break the mental stall as well. Everything is going decently good in life right now. I got a new manager who adores me, hence my job doesn't suck. I have this uber amazing hubby who loves me to pieces. I may have to have my gallbladder removed (on the bright side...that could lose me what...5oz of extra weight?)
I have a cyst hanging around on my ovary...it has to be removed. Bright side on that, I have vacation coming up so it won't interfere with anyone at work (they get really cranky when I have emergency surgery or when my mom died...) Life isn't perfect, but it's high up there on the human interaction part.
I'm trying to be positive about being a bit stuck at 195. I hope to wake up any day and see 194...or even better, 185 *I lost 10lbs overnight once and celebrated with popcorn like a moron and gained it all back plus 2 lbs...I'm still working that off*
I try to be realistic for my goals. I remember reading about people who'd had the surgery in September...and by January, they'd lost 40-50-60 lbs...I was so impressed with their success. I'd turn around to my husband and show him my screen and say, HEY! Look...this is what they did! I mean, seriously, I had the lapband for over a year and my weight was substantial, but most of it was lost in a 4 month period of being too sick to eat because of the lapband. I've lost that amount now in 4.5 months. How can I keep forgetting how much I rock and how much my sleeve rocks? I had no delusions...I knew I wasn't going to wake up skinny. Sometimes I wish I could kick my own ass.
May 15, 2007