So I made it through the holidays. Granted I have been sick for almost two weeks at this point, but I made it nonetheless and came out weighing less than I did going in. Bronchitus and a stomach virus do wonders for your weight loss. I weighed myself Monday and was shocked at the 193.4 that looked back at me. Three days post-illness and eating normally, I'm at 193.9. Which is fine with me, because as of January 3rd I am back on track full force!
For Christmas I got a plethora of weight loss tools and motivators including a myotape (a measuring tape to measure inches), a food scale and a weight watchers scale that measures percentages of a pound (hence my .9 weigh-in). I also got some clothes and giftcards to use to buy new clothes.
The frustrating part is I have shopped at three different stores in the past few nights and have not bought anything but a jacket (which I am now a proud XL in the regular sized stuff at Old Navy!). Apparently I'm between sizes, and not just with shirts and pants, but EVERYTHING - even underwear and bras. It's ridiculous. Forty one pounds down, my clothes look terrible. But I refuse to buy anything too small and I won't spend money on clothes that are too big - I'd rather keep the stuff I have.
So that's my story. Twenty-five pounds away from reaching my next goal. Maybe I can do it in three months?
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