After seven months, two deaths of close spirits, one surgery, falling off twice, and loads of schoolwork, I've finally made it past 235! I'm currently at 225 and DROPPING! It feels like it's been forever since I lost that first initial 15 pounds......
Just a little of what's happened over the last seven months:
- My grandmother who I was extremely close to passed away in February.
- I ended up needing gall-bladdar surgery and spent three days in the hospital
- The closest and most loving, adoring, fighter I have ever had the blessing of calling my little "Football Cat" died a couple weeks ago. Initially we thought it was a stray cat, but we're starting to think it was a coon or other equally as large wild animal. All four of my amazing dogs came to his rescue, but they weren't quick enough......
- I'm currently in Job Corps, so the workload has been extreme as they shuffle staff around, practically neglect our food (leftovers? inch high layer of "butter" on top of the mashed potatoes? so much butter in EVERYTHING that you can't tell what it's supposed to be just by smell? What the what chefs???) and I've been pushing to graduate in June. [Another mini goal- I'm only two (math) credits away from finally finishing my high school diploma, and I've gone from a staggaring 312 lessons in Business, to only about 50-80!!!]
- I stopped dieting twice, once because I was just too stressed to care anymore, and once because I was switching to a stricter diet (that I ended up forgoing in leu of my current "Eat whatever, Exercise more, and Just be health conscience!!" diet that's been working.
Jeez..... Even to me it seems like there's been a lot going on! Lol! BUT! Despite everything against me, I've managed to continue my loss after managing to accidentally maintain a yucky 245lbs for almost three months. I'm so super happy!
Now for that last 90lbs. *glares expectantly at last poundage* You can fall off now.......