Wonderful Onederland!
Wow. I made it.
I think I'm almost too stunned to write anything.
I mean, I know that--for me--it wasn't all *that* far to travel to get here, but still... before I finally got serious about getting this weight off, I'd been staring at a variety of 200s (usually in the 208 - 210 area) for a long, loooong time. And I think I pretty much let it psych me into immobility.
I knew I should eat better and exercise. I knew perfectly well that it was the only way the weight was going to come off, but I just kept staring at that scale and those numbers, and would feel depressed and eat things to make myself feel [falsely] better, like ice cream and Marie Callenders and onion petals.
I'm still not 100% positive what finally got me "on the wagon" for this--I suspect my College Housemate Reunion at the end of thiscoming February may have something to do with it. But, honestly, I've known about that reuion since early summer, and it still took me 'til late, late September to get going.
Well, whatever the reason--the upcoming reunion, the not wanting to have to buy Size 14's anymore, whatever--at least I'm on the road right now.
Every time I see that scale drop another .2, or I feel my pants fit a little less tightly, or I take my measurements and see that another .25 has come off, that helps keep me going. (I even did 5 minutes on that damed recumbent bike on Friday!)
And, the beauty of it is, with eating every 3 hours and with all those 100 Calorie servings that they have available now, [so far] I haven't felt particularly deprived. Do I still, occasionally, want to have more than one of those Oreo or Goldfish packets? (Or another one of those amazing WW Mint Chocolate Chip Sundaes?) Sure. But then I think about the lovely downwards movement on that scale, drink some more water (maybe pop a few baby carrots or almonds), and it helps me deal with the cravings.
Onwards and downwards, mateys!!! Good luck to us all!!!