The scale has NOT been my friend this summer. I had really hoped to be much further in my weight loss journey at this point. I seem to be simply exchanging muscle for fat, pound for pound. But despite the fact that the numbers on the scale are not changing, my measurements have changed drastically. And so have the sizes!
None of my summer clothes fit anymore, and as the weather has turned chillier in the last couple weeks, I've pulled out some autumn/winter clothes, and none of those fit at all. Today I'm being brave and hauling all of it - 4 garbage bags! - to the thrift store and saying goodbye to Round 1 of Fat Clothes! (And desperately hoping I can find some replacements!
My other major success of the week is that I survived the county fair. In my town, and with my friends and family, the fair is a HUGE deal. It's always been a tradition that everyone basically lives at the fairgrounds for the week. And that means lots of opportunities to eat lots of bad food! I did eat a few things during the week, but very much in moderation, and I planned for the calories with the rest of my food for the day.
The Friday night ritual has always been to get together with a group of friends and eat our way around the fair. Everyone buys one or two things and everyone shares so that you get to enjoy a bit of all your favorites. I didn't participate last night!
Surviving the fair is also a huge mental/emotional breakthrough. The fair always felt like 7 days of hanging out with thousands of other binge eaters. It was like all the normal rules of eating were suspended and no way questioned if you ate for 12 hours and consumed 9,000 calories. The ultimate liberation for a binge eater! But this week I realized that I didn't want to be like everyone else....especially when I started noticing how many people were obese and wondering how we have become a culture with a predominance of fat unhealthy people.