It would appear that I have lost two pounds since yesterday. I think it may be some water weight in addition to a visit to the porcelain fairy that contributed to me losing double what I had expected. I'm fine with that; trust me! This is a good thing, and I don't mind repeating this -- daily -- for the next, say, 125 days. Heh.
If I lost 2 lbs a day over 125 days, that would be 150 lbs gone. It's impossible, but a girl can dream! I expect a bounce back or plateau day, but I'm okay with that. I want to try to average a pound a day for as long as I can. As I slim down, though, losing a pound will get harder and harder. I'm fully prepared to accept that.
Starting weight: 415 lbs
Current weight: 391.8 lbs ⇩
Long-term Goal: 145 lbs
Short-term Goal: 389 lbs
That short-term goal is just around the corner.
It's been over a month, and I'm still so astonished that this is working at all, let alone that it's working so amazingly well. I don't think I will ever lose this amazement, but maybe amazement is like love. After about two or three months, the burning passion of the relationship wears off a bit, and then it wanes and grows into a more comfortable kind of familiarity. It becomes routine. You become a bit complacent. You may start taking things for granted.
I never want to take this for granted, but it could be an inevitability. My husband and I try very hard to try to keep the romance alive and our relationship strong. It's working so far, but it's something we have to make a conscious effort to do. We both committed to making it work regardless. Divorce is out of the question for both of us.
So far it's been working for us, but we're only 3 years into this marriage. We're still hopeful that it will work out. I'm his 4th wife; he's my first and only husband. I call myself his Number 4-Ever. How adorable is that?
I have committed myself to this diet in much the same fashion as I've committed myself to my husband and our marriage. Anyone who knows me knows that giving up is not in me. While I did eventually give up on all diets in the past, that's very different from now. It's different because I never lost weight from any of those diets. None. I gained, actually. And it wasn't a lose-and-bounce-back gain. It was only gain, and gain, and gain. I gained to the point of 425 lbs. I had to stop doing whatever was making me get so heavy. I chose to just quit trying to diet because I was faring worse when trying than when not.
SLD is different. It started working immediately and I'm continuing to lose weight. I'm not gaining. The pounds are coming off when I never thought they would. This is why I think I don't generally give up on things -- not easily. I never gave up on this dream, and it is paying off for me now. I still have the mentality that I will try just about anything to break free from this fat body, and at almost 40 years old, failures of the past have not caused my hope to wain in the slightest. I think that's my biggest character strength. I'm not one who gives up easily, and I do not lose hope.
I will never lose hope graph:
We're still overrun with food at home. I ate a bit much last night. It was still a very little amount, and it did not seem to stall my progress, so all-in-all I do not feel guilty. I was feeling very full and miserable, and initially guilty, but the guilt vanished as soon as I saw the 391.8 lbs.
Taking my SLD oil before work was an absolute chore. I think it gets more disgusting the less hungry I am. That would makes sense. There's no taste. but there is a certain way it feels in the mouth. It sort of coats my mouth, and the length of time before I swallow contributes greatly to overall nastiness of it. I almost couldn't swallow the 2nd Tbsp, and I had to fight back some nausea.
My clothes are fitting a bit better, but not loose yet. When I am in the car, there is about a half an inch between me and the steering wheel now. Before, my belly would press against it and the steering wheel would have to push into my fat belly. There's definitely a huge difference in inches there.
I can't expect to flatten my tummy down a lot over night, or even over a few days or a month. I'm not unrealistic. This is going to take time. After all, I'm still on the very high end of the obesity scale regardless of the fact that I am down by 23.2 lbs now. I still have 246.8 lbs to lose to hit my goal of 145 lbs.
I told a friend that 145 lbs was my goal, and he laughed. I hope I get to have the last laugh when I tell him I'm 145 lbs. This is something else that gives me motivation -- proving people wrong. I'm petty; I know. He deserves it, though. I swear!
If I lost 2 lbs a day over 125 days, that would be 150 lbs gone. It's impossible, but a girl can dream! I expect a bounce back or plateau day, but I'm okay with that. I want to try to average a pound a day for as long as I can. As I slim down, though, losing a pound will get harder and harder. I'm fully prepared to accept that.
Starting weight: 415 lbs
Current weight: 391.8 lbs ⇩
Long-term Goal: 145 lbs
Short-term Goal: 389 lbs
That short-term goal is just around the corner.
It's been over a month, and I'm still so astonished that this is working at all, let alone that it's working so amazingly well. I don't think I will ever lose this amazement, but maybe amazement is like love. After about two or three months, the burning passion of the relationship wears off a bit, and then it wanes and grows into a more comfortable kind of familiarity. It becomes routine. You become a bit complacent. You may start taking things for granted.
I never want to take this for granted, but it could be an inevitability. My husband and I try very hard to try to keep the romance alive and our relationship strong. It's working so far, but it's something we have to make a conscious effort to do. We both committed to making it work regardless. Divorce is out of the question for both of us.So far it's been working for us, but we're only 3 years into this marriage. We're still hopeful that it will work out. I'm his 4th wife; he's my first and only husband. I call myself his Number 4-Ever. How adorable is that?
I have committed myself to this diet in much the same fashion as I've committed myself to my husband and our marriage. Anyone who knows me knows that giving up is not in me. While I did eventually give up on all diets in the past, that's very different from now. It's different because I never lost weight from any of those diets. None. I gained, actually. And it wasn't a lose-and-bounce-back gain. It was only gain, and gain, and gain. I gained to the point of 425 lbs. I had to stop doing whatever was making me get so heavy. I chose to just quit trying to diet because I was faring worse when trying than when not.
SLD is different. It started working immediately and I'm continuing to lose weight. I'm not gaining. The pounds are coming off when I never thought they would. This is why I think I don't generally give up on things -- not easily. I never gave up on this dream, and it is paying off for me now. I still have the mentality that I will try just about anything to break free from this fat body, and at almost 40 years old, failures of the past have not caused my hope to wain in the slightest. I think that's my biggest character strength. I'm not one who gives up easily, and I do not lose hope.
I will never lose hope graph:
We're still overrun with food at home. I ate a bit much last night. It was still a very little amount, and it did not seem to stall my progress, so all-in-all I do not feel guilty. I was feeling very full and miserable, and initially guilty, but the guilt vanished as soon as I saw the 391.8 lbs.
Taking my SLD oil before work was an absolute chore. I think it gets more disgusting the less hungry I am. That would makes sense. There's no taste. but there is a certain way it feels in the mouth. It sort of coats my mouth, and the length of time before I swallow contributes greatly to overall nastiness of it. I almost couldn't swallow the 2nd Tbsp, and I had to fight back some nausea.
My clothes are fitting a bit better, but not loose yet. When I am in the car, there is about a half an inch between me and the steering wheel now. Before, my belly would press against it and the steering wheel would have to push into my fat belly. There's definitely a huge difference in inches there.
I can't expect to flatten my tummy down a lot over night, or even over a few days or a month. I'm not unrealistic. This is going to take time. After all, I'm still on the very high end of the obesity scale regardless of the fact that I am down by 23.2 lbs now. I still have 246.8 lbs to lose to hit my goal of 145 lbs.
I told a friend that 145 lbs was my goal, and he laughed. I hope I get to have the last laugh when I tell him I'm 145 lbs. This is something else that gives me motivation -- proving people wrong. I'm petty; I know. He deserves it, though. I swear!
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