Except I’m really not doing cartwheels because I don’t know how. I should learn, though. Maybe I should learn today, because I just had a great weigh-in!
I lost 4.4 lbs., giving me a total of 88 lbs. lost and putting me at less than 10 lbs. from my goal weight!!
Can you believe that? Less than 10 pounds from my goal weight? I never thought I’d see the day!
I’m not even sure how it happened, honestly, unless it was just my body catching up from the two blah weeks.
I skipped my Friday workout (I was exhausted) and only ran half my long mile distance Sunday (I was afraid I would die of heat exhaustion running it outside or die of boredom running it on the treadmill). I thought I did really well with my food last week, but I still wasn’t expecting 4.4 lbs.
I weighed Monday morning and saw 133. I was so excited, but also a little worried that I would be up on Tuesday (which is why you should never peek at the scale the day before). I told Brian that if my number on Tuesday was anything other than 133, I thought I’d just take the 133.
Funny story about that. I actually tossed and turned all Monday night, dreaming that I was eating all kinds of crazy foods – giant handfuls of peanuts, hot dogs (the full-fat variety), potato chips – and telling myself that it would be okay; they weren’t that bad. Can you say, “obsessing over a weigh in”?
Imagine my shock when I saw 132 even on the scale Tuesday morning! That’s how much I weighed just before I got pregnant with my oldest! That’s the weight I was in this one picture that I’ve been holding up as the standard of where I wanted to be again.
I’m there. Wow.
Of course, some things were a little flabbier than they were back then, but that was over 16 years and three kids ago. I’m psyched!
So how was your weigh-in?
This post is linked to Weight Loss Wednesday.
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