It's been kind of hard to keep track of weights with everyone weighing in at different times, and sometimes we don't weigh in for a week or two. So I think I'll post those with losses and we'll post a total loss at the end of the 12 weeks.


but so far it has been okay. I had a headache earlier and felt super tired but I've been getting some coffee in me and took some Advil for migraines and I"m better now. Still I've got 6 1/2 hours to get through. Yikes! Hadn't even thought about it being weigh-in day tomorrow. Too much chocolate over the past few days and not even close to being on plan and I think I only went to the gym once last week!!! I can't remember if it was once or twice. It was not a good week with working nights, it has really thrown me off. Well I've got to get used to it sooner or later. This week will be better, right now I"m working tonight and Friday and Saturday nights, no shifts in between which is not good $$ wise but I should be better with my exercise. I'm hoping I get some shifts somewhere, we are trying to save up for a new house in the fall. I'm probably not going to weigh in tomorrow as I feel everything gets thrown off when I work nights, I'll weigh in on Tuesday morning instead. Take care everyone.
I walked the same road myself back in 2001 and 2002 and experienced all the same feelings that you talk about in your post. You’re not kidding when you say that losing weight is hard work, but I want to tell you that it’s so so worth it. From where you are now, you have a vision of what your life’s going to be like at goal, right? A dream about how you’re going to look and how you’re going to feel?
I’m at the gym when it opens and do my cardio for the day, listening to music with a great beat. I notice how much faster and more intensely I can go now than when I was heavy and every day I try to do a little more than the day before. That endorphin rush is a great way to start the day — I’m always so jazzed when I walk out of the gym.
, knowing that I've pushed myself to my limits as I worked to build my best body. Lifting weights has taught me that I have strength and endurance and discipline that I never imagined and it carries over to all other aspects of my life. I know that I’m capable of anything that I set my mind to doing.
I walk in and bypass the plus sizes and head for all the pretty clothes in the regular sizes. I don’t have to shop for camouflage anymore — no more big T-shirts to hide the butt or long sleeves to cover the jiggle. No more elastic waists or towels strategically covering up my bathing suit. I can look at crop tops and low-rise pants, beautiful (and sexy) lingerie, and tank tops. I see something that I want to try on and look for it in a 4 or a small(which can be hard to find). Now stand in my shoes with me in the dressing room and hold up a pair of jeans in size 4. They’ll never fit, right? They’re WAY too tiny — I used to look at small sizes and think that no one could have a butt small enough to fit in those.
But they slide right up over my hips and fit perfectly (no sucking in the gut). The problem with clothes shopping when I was fat was that nothing looked good. The problem now is that too much looks good — hard on the old budget.
