Now more than 100 days into the plan, I am reevaluating where I've been, where I am currently, and where I still want to go. Losing 70 pounds has been amazing. But has that success changed my original plans and goals?
I went to see my doctor last week. The nurse weighed me and then went to input the digits into the computer charts. When she hit enter, I saw the red flag pop up on the screen alerting her to a potential error. I just watched for the expression on her face as she realized there was a huge differential from the last time I saw her less than six months ago. She looked at the screen, looked at me, then back to the screen. "Did you, uh... Have you lost weight recently?"
And while I get the congratulations, handshakes, and high fives for the success of losing more than 70 pounds so far, I am also hearing the "Yeah, but..." as well. You know, the people that tell you their weight loss story and then a few months later it's all back? Not going to lie, I don't need that pessimism in my life--though I understand where it comes from. Because while hundreds of pounds are regularly shed, they are also regularly put back on.
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I've heard you're not supposed to step on the scale every day when you're trying to lose weight. But as I got closer to my next milestone, I found myself stepping on the scale every morning. Over the years of struggling to lose weight, I had never been able to pass below 250 pounds. I would get close, but always plateau just before and then start climbing again.
Since starting this new plan, I have had 250 circled as a milestone to celebrate. Losing 10, 20, and 50 pounds was exciting. But I wanted to be below 250. When Week 11 ended, I was at 253.8. So close, but not there yet. In the days leading up to the Week 12 weigh in, I was stepping on the scale everyday. I wanted to see and remember the moment I got below 250. As the day approached, I had to fight discouragement as two days the scale showed I had gone back up to 255. Then came my Thursday morning weigh in...