You may have noticed I haven’t talked much about my Weight Watchers adventure lately. That’s mostly because our last session ended three weeks ago, and we decided to wait until the holidays were over before starting a new one. In the couple weeks before that, I was so busy that I didn’t have much time to think about it and as a result my weight pretty much hovered in the same spot. In other words, nothing much to see here.
Well, that is, until today.
I hadn’t weighed myself in a couple of days, so I really wasn’t sure what to expect when I stepped on the scale today at my meeting. I was one of the last people to go, and I tell you the suspense was somewhat killing me.
I made my ultimate goal.
Thanks to having almost no appetite for the past few days,* I managed to work off the last couple of pounds gained over the holiday break to finish 1.2 pounds under my goal weight. I now enter six weeks of maintenance — basically what that means is I have to be within two pounds (I think) of my goal after six weeks to be dubbed a lifetime member. Lifetime members don’t have to pay to come to meetings, which is a huge bonus.
Of course my leader asked how I managed to do it over the holidays. I told her, and she hugged me and told me that a lady once told her she managed to shed 225 pounds of weight in a week — by divorcing her husband.
It came at the perfect time for me, I definitely needed the self esteem boost. So, for those of you who read this blog and know the Modern Ex (still trying to decide if this is his new alias — I’m not sure the ME cuts it), please pass on a hearty (yet somewhat sarcastic) thank you to him for providing me that last little boost I needed to get over the hump. I guess my next boyfriend gets to reap the benefits. (Sorry, that’s probably a little unfair, but I’m in bitter mode today.)
So, for the final totals:
-lost 3.2 pounds over three weeks
-minus 19.4 pounds since the start of Weight Watchers about six months ago
-minus about 23.7 pounds since I started keeping track a few weeks before that
*I am eating, I promise. There are a few people who read this blog that can verify that. Also, I hate throwing up so passionately, that I can assure you there is no bulimia going on. I am just eating enough to take care of the responsibility of keeping myself alive, and not doing much beyond that.
Misery diet… always works.
Even though you got to the end result through less than desirable means, congrats on getting there…and on all the hard work it took over time to make it!
It’s okay to be bitter. I’m dealing with that myself after repressing it for so long. Congrats on the pay off of all of your hard work to meet your weight goal!
Congratulations!
As far as the maintenance goes- running angry is always good, so lace up those shoes!
Every cloud and all that jazz. Maintenance sounds like you need a tune up, daft WW phrases!
As for the Ex, how about the Modern Muppet for not realising it doesn’t get better than what he had?
Well done you for losing the weight. I’m thrilled for you.
Keep eating well. Keep on with the exercise and you’ll make it.
Chin up love. x
It sounds like you did the weight loss thing exactly the right way. Congrats on all fronts!
After Birmingham & I broke up, I lost some weight, and got a sexy new haircut. Now that it's a year later, I really need to work those on some new boy.
Hey bitter is a good sign! I def like the Modern Muppet suggestion too!
Congrats on meeting your goal however you did it!
Yay you! I’m happy you made it, although I’m sorry this was the push it took to put you to the goal.
Also, 225 pounds in a week? I do not believe that, unless it was assisted by surgery.
Congrats on reaching your goal!!
That’s awesome, congrats! I’ve gotta somehow get back to losing weight because I’ve got another 10 lbs to go. But they just won’t go 🙁