Last week, I crafted a FANTASTIC plan for how I was going to stay on track this week. And, for the most part, I did just that!
I ate Jenny Craig for most lunches and dinners, and I made it to the gym several times throughout the week. A few things that I didn’t do so well:
1 – I found those yummy Special K Pastry Crisps last week, and I ate them in RECORD time.
2 – I visited six Costcos for work on Thursday, and I may have had samples at more than one location.
Other than that, my week was strong, but my weigh-in NOT SO MUCH.
This Week’s Loss: – 0.0 lbs
Total Weight Loss: – 84.4 lbs
So… what to do with this. What to do…. I literally debated writing about it today. It’s sort of embarrassing to plan such a week to proclaim that you are going to lose, and then not to do it. However, I feel like brushing over this week of maintaining wouldn’t really help me either. And that writing about it might….
I’m pretty darn happy with the weight I am at. My clothes fit well, and I’ve got a full wardrobe of outfits in this size.
I eat healthy most meals, and a whole heck of a lot more healthy than I’ve eaten in the past.
While I want to hit my goal because I’m excited to get there, I’m not highly motivated to do it.
There are times I try to motivate myself thinking that it would be SUCH a great story to share here on NTTC… me hitting my goal. Other times, I try to motivate myself by telling little ol’ me that I’ve never hit my weight loss goal, so this would be a first. I should do it for that reason. I even tell myself that I need to get to my weight loss goal by the end of November so that I don’t have to pay for a renewal with Jenny Craig. Yeah… money’s not motivating me either.
In all honesty, I don’t think I am going to be any more/less happy with 6 pounds on/off my body. In my head, I’ve already gotten there. I’ve lost 85 lbs. I’ve left 6 pants sizes in the dust… I’ve transformed my life and my health. In essence, I’ve already won. I’ve accomplished what I wanted to do when I began this journey two years ago.
What remains is that number on the scale. It doesn’t look like I want it to look. It doesn’t have a six in the middle, instead it rocks a seven. Does that really matter?
Numbers on a scale really don’t phase me anymore. I’ve felt guilty about the number in the past, but that number was much bigger than it is today. I cannot get mad at myself for a number like 172. I used to go through mental gymnastics when the number 256 was looking back at me, but I have to be nice to 172. There is nothing wrong with 172.
172 gets to the gym about 5 times a week and likes the time I spend there! 172 can fit comfortably in an airplane seat. 172 can zipline without question. Pictures of 172 don’t make me cringe. While I still have pounds to lose, I feel optimistic at 172. I will never again be at a weight that leads with a TWO. I feel CONFIDENT at 172, which is not something I would have said 85 lbs ago. And, 172 works for me right now…
Does this mean my weight loss journey is over? Not at all. I am going to hit that 165, and maybe even 155. It’s going to happen and you are going to hear about it and celebrate with me.
Am I going to lessen the intensity of this process? Nope, not gonna do it… but what I am going to do is give myself a bit of a “break.” Meaning that I am going to stop being so hard on my slower progress as of late, and be patient with the process.
I find strength in words. Whether I’m writing them or I’m reading them. Example: The Holstee Manifesto that I love so much, and that I read nearly every day. Well, today I came across some words that resonated for me and inspired today’s post.
I have to believe this to be true, and I have to believe that I’ll see this journey to the end. And, I have to believe that I am exactly where I am supposed to be.
Thank you all for listening and reading today. Let’s make it a great week! xoxo