When we last left off, I was dramatically about to weigh myself after 2 weeks of being on a semi strict paleo/Zone diet. I was excited that fateful morning as I arose. I just knew that the scale would be close to 160 lbs. How could it not? My clothes were fitting better, my gut wasn't so...waddle beef...I just knew there would be a change. I woke the husband up and asked where he had hidden the scale. He reluctantly rolled out of bed and grabbed it from it's secret hiding spot. I put the scale down on the bathroom floor and zeroed it out. Happily I stepped onto the flat surface, watched the numbers as they settled........... right on freaking 170lbs. Exactly what I weighed 2 weeks ago.
Scuba Steve! Damn you!
I can't quite remember what that morning looked like. I am pretty sure I vehemently kicked the scale and cried, alone, in my closet.
Then my darling husband came to me holding a loose measuring tape. We had taken my measurements (waist and hips) 2 weeks prior, so I am sure that at that moment, he was praying to God that the measuring tape would show some changes for me. We all know what a woman scorned is like. (Evil scale!!!)
The results were a little over an inch lost on my hips and an inch on my waist. But how, prey-tell, does that even work?! I still can't full understand how I had lost inches but not pounds. Fast forward to me watching The Biggest Loser last week. I found myself annoyed and a little jealous that these chunkers were losing 15 pounds (some as much as 30 pounds!!!) in 2 weeks. I mean, if I could lose 15 pounds in 2 weeks, I would be halfway to my goal. Stupid...obese people...with their easy lard loss.
Lets just say that the scale and I have become more of acquaintances, rather than every day lovers.
Anyway, I am going to be brave. I am going to post fat pictures taken on September 5th, and then pictures taken on September 25th. A little less than a month of fat-tastic results. As of last Sunday, the scale read 165 pounds. Finally! Methinks I am losing fat, but gaining muscle via the evil workouts written by my husband.
I can see the difference, so it motivates me to think that if I stay on this course, that another 20 days will give even greater results. Yay? Yes, yay.
Shield your eyes, for the below pictures are nothing less than terrifying.
As you can probably guess, the white sports bra is the September 5th pictures, and the green sports bra is the September 25th. You can also come to the conclusion that my gut is bubble gum because of two relentless babies. Favorite thing about these pictures? Alayna's cameos.
I am looking forward to seeing what the next 20 or so days will do. I am, for the first time in my life, motivated and ready to rid myself of the horrible self-loathing I feel for myself. Okay, I don't hate myself that much, I am just ready to be confident in my own skin and be healthier through diet and exercise.
Cheers to the next 4 weeks! Until next time....
Yay for a Lindsey blog!! I have always thought you would be a great blog writer because I love your humor and you write so well!! I could have gone through and commented on each post, but I resisted.
ReplyDeleteI am happy to help cheer you along to your goal. I am also attempting to lose weight. I have been doing Weight Watchers for about a year actually. But alas, I hate tracking, so I don't lose weight. I'm working on that.
Anyway, yay you!! Yay for inches lost!! I think if I could only choose between losing inches and losing pounds, I would definitely choose losing inches... it's all about looking better, feeling better, and fitting into clothes better anyway, right??
xoxo