So, now I'm now officially calling myself a runner, and accepting that I can be a runner without being a great athlete. Interesting to see where this journey takes me.
Oh my goodness!! I'm always happy for people's NSVs, but this is the one that REALLY thrills me!!! Of COURSE you should call yourself a runner (it took me a long time to do that too), and this journey is going to take you all sorts of places!! I'm so thrilled that you were able to think of my experiences and draw inspiration from what I've done. You have no idea how much that means to me.
So today...Laurie's NSV is my NSV! The fact that my running could help someone else get inspired to run five miles is one of the biggest NSVs I could ever hope to achieve! And I just love when other people become runners, because I know how much joy I've found in it myself.
Last night I went to my Mom's & while we were sittng talking she stopped me & said "I've been noticing that every time you move your arm I can see your tricep." Woohoo - all those weights are starting to show. Of course this lead to a flexing contest - lol!
I've been wanting to wear my jeans since I got them. Today was the day! I feel awesome in them! The BEST part....I noticed that when I walk..my thighs are NOT rubbing anymore!
First of all, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE potlucks. I am ashamed to say that I anticipate them like a child anticipates Christmas. My church is having one-tomorrow. BUT...I told my mom that I'm not going, because to put myself in that situation is sabotaging myself,and I won't do it. I think this is a small victory.
I got a nice NSV!!!
A friend who I haven't seen in 5-6 months stopped by while she was in the area, to say the least she was speechless. She just went on and on, on how good I look, saying I am flaca( spanish for skinny), and I look wonderful.
It felt really good.
cheryl
I bought a t-shirt about a year and a half ago without trying it on. It was XXL, but smaller than usual and made of a material that just wouldn't stretch. When I found it was too small, I put it in the closet and never wore it.
Well, yesterday I was getting ready for school and realized I had hardly anything clean, and I came across it. I put it on, and it fit perfectly!! (which, to me, perfect is a bit baggy)
I was at the gym yesterday, and I was leaving when I ran into someone I used to speak with occasionally when she and I would be at the pool together. I haven't seen her in a while. She said, "Oh my gosh!" and I was sure she was going to make a comment about how hot and sweaty I looked - which would have been both meant and taken as a compliment. Instead, though, she said, "You are losing so much weight!" So, my third non-family comment since I started! First was at about 25 pounds, second about two weeks ago, and now this one. I work from home and I just moved here in February, so I don't know a lot of people here, and I imagine that's a big part of the reason why not many people notice. But now it's starting to sneak in here and there, and it's a great feeling.
I can wear a UK size 14 trousers - tried them on in tescos and they fit (albeit you can CLEARLY see the outline of my underwear and are a tad snug to actually wear to work yet) but godammit I bought them. Plan is to shrink into them enough to wear comfortably by the end of the year. It's the smallest I've been since I was about 14!
(oh and yesterday I ran JUST short of a mile - I'm so close to the elusive mile but hopefully I'll crack it this week)
Last night hubby and I were talking about goals. I was sharing with him about a thread I was reading on 3FC about where we want to be in 12 months. I had been meditating on that all day!! Well, I told him that in 12 months I do not want to be obese any longer and that I wanted him to be proud of me.
Well, he looked at me kind of funny and said, "I am ALREADY proud of you. You are doing so well!" If you knew my hubby.... he doesn't talk much and is not one to compliment me. That is just not his way. I don't mind because after 28 years of marriage, I know he loves me. He teasingly tells me, " I told you once that I love you, if I change my mind, I 'll let you know. "
I'm not doing this for him, but it sure helps to see him pleased.
I don't mind because after 28 years of marriage, I know he loves me. He teasingly tells me, " I told you once that I love you, if I change my mind, I 'll let you know. "
That made me chuckle!!
Today I was shopping with my DD and saw a sweater on a mannequin that I thought I might like. I asked the salesperson where that sweater was in the store, and she brought me over to the place. Then she looked me up and down and said, "But these are plus sizes, and you won't fit in a plus size." Now, I haven't worn a plus size in a while, but I still feel a little weird about shopping in the "regular" section. This was the first time a salesperson had ever looked at me and actually said something about not shopping in the plus sizes. She even picked out a medium without me saying anything, which must mean that I actually look like a medium person!
Oh, and I got fitted for a bra, and have gone down from a 36DD to a 34C just since last winter. Missed the whole "D" cup entirely!
Put on Turbo jam Fat Blaster for the first time AFTER doing Punch Kick Jam and I wasn't dead by the end.
Put on a sleeveless shirt (Tim Burton one) and it looked OK enough to walk around the house in, but probably not to go out in public in, but hey it's a start! I bought this shirt a few years ago and its the first time I've worn it.
Yahoo, my ring is finally off! It is a ring my MIL sent me for Christmas about five years ago... I put it on and because I am lazy about these things, didn't get around to trying to take it off for a few months. By then I couldn't get it off, and have been wearing it ever since. It's a cute ring, but I'd grown to hate it because of the reason I was wearing it. I must have finally lost some finger fat because it came off today! My hand feels kind of naked without it. I am going to put it in the jewelery box, and the next time I wear it will be because I want to. I may even go buy a new ring to celebrate.
About six or eight years ago my daughters made me a t-shirt with handprints on it that says, "Best Mom, Hands Down". They got me a medium/large. It's been in my drawer ever since. Wore it to school today. Had several people ask me how old my girls are. Got a few funny looks when I said 15 & 18, but I wore it anyway. I think I'll wash it and wear it again this week. :-) Think I'll go upstairs and borrow me some medium sweatshirts out of the girls' closets to wear with it. :-) Think I'd like to be a medium Mom for the rest of my life!
And I just love when other people become runners, because I know how much joy I've found in it myself.
My church is having one-tomorrow. BUT...I told my mom that I'm not going, because to put myself in that situation is sabotaging myself,and I won't do it. I think this is a small victory.
