I have done really well the past couple of weeks staying off of the scale. Honestly, my mind couldn't handle seeing a number that was identical to the one I last had, on 7.12.10 at 391. So, I held off on weighing in until today. I told myself that I had a rough week last week and that if the scale wasn't kind to me, that I could handle it. I get jealous of people who lose weight super fast while I sit here just under 400 pounds sweating my ass off and not losing anything. Frustrating doesn't even come close to the emotion I sometimes feel. I just want this weigh OFF of me!
First up was measurements. I last measured on 7.5.10, where I clocked in at losing 36.75 inches so far. Today, I lost another 2.4 inches, including 1 inch on my hips and .75 on my waist. Woot!
I hopped on the scale next, trying to convince myself that because of my inch loss, I would be okay if the scale wasn't as kind.
Woohoo! That's 5 pounds since my last weigh in of 391, meaning I'm now down a total of 69 pounds.
I was tempted to record myself doing my happy dance, however I was pressed for time as the gym was waiting for me.
When I hit 70 pounds, I'll do a happy dance and post updated pictures. Woohoo!