Day 86

April 3, 2009

The plateau is SLOWLY breaking with another 2.2 pound weight loss this week which has brought my total weight loss up to just over 38 pounds while bringing my overall average down to 3.21 pounds per week. I’m still ahead of the 3 pound weekly average that’s predicted for women on the fast but as long as the numbers are going down on the scales I’m grateful. I’d be lying if I didn’t say the fast is getting old and that both D and I are eager to break the monotony of this with food but we’re both committed to seeing this through until the end and then focusing all our commitment on following the maintenance plan.

Here are some things to report since last I posted.

• My home scales and those at the hospital are off by between 3-4 pounds, the scales at being consistently lower. The exciting news for me is that with this last week’s weigh-in I officially broke through the 180′s into the 170′s which has me at a weight both at home and at the clinic that I haven’t seen since high school. It’s weird, both in a wonderful and an odd way to know that the weight I weigh today I’ve never weighed before as an adult.
• D and I spent the weekend in Mendocino and while we were there we went into a funky (as in cool as in groovy) clothing store, lured in by a pair of striped denim jeans hanging in the window display. When I found the same jeans in the store I noticed they were in 1x, 2x, and 3x and because I think of myself as a something-x girl I held up the 1x just as the woman at the counter called to me and said, “You’ll find those same jeans in regular sizes on the next rack.” Okay. That she thought….no wait….that I am in regular sizes blew my mind and as we walked out of the store (no purchase made) D smiled and said, “That felt pretty good, didn’t it?” Oh yeh. Really good.
• About six years ago I bought a pair of men’s Carthartt jeans (waist 36) that have fit me on and off over the years. Snug sometimes, reasonably comfortable other times. A month ago I realized they were even loose enough that I could tuck my shirt in and because D thinks I look….let’s just say, adorable, in them, needless to say I’ve been wearing them alot lately. They really have gotten too big at this point and so this weekend both D and I bought a pair of Carhartt’s. I bought a 34 waist without thinking and realized after wearing them for an hour I should have gone with a 33 waist but regardless, I’m going to be looking….adorable, for at least a little while longer.
• Yesterday I spent four hours in the kitchen prepping treats for a cookie decorating party I’m doing tomorrow with the kid’s at my church. I molded dark chocolate bird nests, separated jelly beans, dipped marshmallows into pink chocolate and make enough rice krispy treats for the Kebbler elves. I can’t say I didn’t eat anything but everything that passed over my lips was less than a total of a level teaspoon and was less intended as tasting and more as cleaning my fingers. FYI, don’t even bother trying to shape hot rice krispy treats into eggs unless you have an extremely high frustration level. The thing that helped was having one shake right before I started the work and one right after I finished. Framing all the sweets with going through the motions of following the fast was really helpful and honestly eliminated my normal desire to be tasting and nibbling junk. While ideally not having even a single krispy pass my lips would have been the way to go, I’m very happy with the results, not only because the amount I ate was so small but because I had none of the usual desire or obsession to eat any of it nudging at me.

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