I Finally Thought Of A Post

I’ve been experiencing writer’s block, in case you haven’t noticed.

That’s not entirely true.  I’ve had lots of ideas cross my brain but not enough time or energy to create an actual post from them.  So, sort of like writer’s block, only not.

But I have fodder, I have time, and I’ve had coffee this morning, so here goes!

Last night, I went to the mall to make some returns and decided to see what was going on in my favorite plus-size store – the Encore part of Nordstrom.  It’s pricey, but I only buy a few key pieces and can usually get them on sale.  Anyway, what I really needed was jeans, so I took the size 20W and 18W back to try on since I didn’t really know what size I was anymore.  Prior to joining UB, I was wearing some 22W, but they were tight, and I probably needed to be in 24W’s.  So I tried on the 20W, and they were a little big.  I put on the 18W, and voila!  They were beautiful!!!!  I went ahead and tried the 16W, and they zipped but were pretty tight, so I decided to wait until I was actually there to buy anything in that size.  But then I started trying on tops, and to my amazement, I fitted into 16W on top!  I am still in shock – I haven’t seen these sizes – anything in the teens – for probably 9 years.

Here are some pictures I took during my shopping session last night – just for comparison’s sake, I’ve included some pictures from Thanksgiving a year ago.

Looking at the old pictures reminds me of the pain – emotional and physical – I felt during that trip.  The 8 1/2 hour flight was the most miserable I’ve ever been in my life, mostly because I was squeezed into my seat like a sausage.  Everything we did required physical strength I didn’t have, so I was grouchy and exhausted the whole time.  But mostly, I was just sad that here I was in Hawaii, and I wasn’t fully enjoying it because of my size.

So today is Thanksgiving, and I want to say that today I am grateful for UB and what they have done for me.  I have my life back – and I owe it all to Trish and Corey, the 8:30 class.  You know who you are.  🙂

BOO-YAH!!!

I have no idea if that is the correct spelling of that word or if that is even a word.  I just know that I’ve heard my children say it (kind of like the Marines) and Heidi said it to me at the gym this morning.  And it is a perfect expression of how we both were feeling after our workout today: BOO-YAH BABY!!!!  FOUR WEEKS ARE D-O-N-E!!!!!!!!!

So.  Let’s assess the situation.

20-week membership – 4 completed weeks = 16 weeks left.  Eh, not so encouraging.  Especially since we are probably looking at TWO 20-week memberships in order to lose all the weight I need to lose.

100 pounds to lose – 5 pounds lost = 95 left.  Ugh.  Not encouraging at all.

Getting dressed after my shower in my old(er) jeans and seeing them fit more loosely.  VERY ENCOURAGING.

Having lunch with a friend at Chili’s without blowing my diet.  VERY EXCITING.

Feeling my muscles when running errands today.  WAY BETTER THAN EVERYTHING ELSE ON THIS LIST.

Because to me, feeling sore means I am pushing myself.  And I have not pushed myself physically in a looooooooonnnnngggggg time.  So that’s a huge victory.  I could feel myself holding my head up higher all day today, and in general, had a better attitude.  So to me, that’s the payoff.  Yes, I’ve still got a ways to go, but hey, FOUR WEEKS is FOUR WEEKS!!!

We made it!  We’ve survived the bicycling through the mud backward, the double-speed crunches, and lower-ab scissors.  We’ve crab-walked and run jogged around that building too many times to count.  We’ve lifted weights to strengthen our arms, our abs, our legs, and even our shoulders.  We’ve done squats, jumping jacks, squats followed by jumps, lunges, push-ups, full sit-ups, crunches, planks, one-handed planks, and more that I’ve forgotten.  I’ve never been so exhausted in my whole life.  And I’ve never felt so exhilarated.  Something is happening.  Something is changing in me, and I LIKE IT!!!!