So it has been a few months since I was on here, New Year’s resolutions are still in the works…. my pop consumption has been cut in half, I did not complete my 200 miles in January- only got 3/4 of the way there- but I am still on the move to ONEderland. I’m actually losing weight! Which is what I want to talk about today, those pesky numbers on the scale. I know that the numbers on the scale don’t always matter, I get that, but when you have as much weight to lose as me- they have to move down.
Last year I adapted the motto of “If you just keep moving forward, you will amaze yourself” and it is something I try and tell myself everyday. Oh you ate an entire sleeve of cookies…just keep moving forward, you haven’t been on the treadmill for a week, just keep moving forward….and that is what I have been doing and guess what, I have been amazed! I have been documenting my weight and measurements oh for about 14 years (I just found an old tablet that I used to write them down in, eek!) Last March I saw the highest number ever on the scale (one day I will include that number here) now I’m not sure if that was my highest weight ever because I stopped stepping on the scale for quite sometime, but I wrote that number down.
I wish that I could tell you what all happened in the next few months but I really don’t remember. I do remember I started using my Fitbit more, I paid attention to my steps and tried to reach 10,000 steps a day. I would make a point to park a little further away, not to sit in front of the TV as early and even just get up from my desk and walk in place for a min or two-just to get in some steps and quite frankly so I didn’t have to work out to get them. I started stepping on the scale again and kept writing my numbers down. Towards the end of the summer I noticed my pants were loose, but I just figured that they had worn out their stretch and it was time for a new pair. Not that I had actually lost weight because all I had lost was a pound or two here and there. Funny thing is, is when I looked back to that number I had written down back in March those pounds added up to 20 pounds lost! What!? I lost 20lbs and didn’t gain it…this was a new concept to me.
So here we are a year from when I recorded my highest weight of all times and the scale didn’t scare me when I stepped on it. Even though that number is high I can see that a year ago I weighed 39lbs more then I do now and I am ok with the number I see today because I know that number is me moving towards ONEderland!
I always had the mind set that to really lose weight I had to do it in a year, why I’m not sure and before I would look at a 39lb loss in a year as a failure because I could’ve lost so much more. Now I look at that number, give it a nod and just keep moving forward.
Love Always … Tam