So, I have been a bad, bad blogger. I bet you all thought that I up and gained or gave up completely! Not the case at all. I’ve just been busy, what with the holidays coming up.
Without further ado…
- Starting Weight: 353.4 lbs
- Week 18: 289.0 lbs
- Week 19: 284.4 lbs
- Week 20: 282.4 lbs
- Change since last blog: -6.6 lbs
- Change overall: -71.0 lbs
I hit my 20% (282.7) goal! Just in time for Christmas. My reward for this goal was to be new undergarments since all of mine were much too big, but I couldn’t pass up Black Friday deals and bought those a few weeks back.
Next up: 25%/265.1. I think I will reward that effort with a new dress! I’d better start looking…
In many ways, I feel as though I’ve really hit my stride. I have a routine, and I rarely crave things that are “bad” for me. On Friday, my husband and I went out for dinner at a local restaurant for the first time since we went to Applebees with his parents a few months back. I decided that I was going to get a burger with a side salad. Nothing crazy, just one patty, no mayo. I decided on a Mushroom Swiss Burger, and I ate half of it at the restaurant (7 PP). I drank a couple waters with lemon and housed my (enormous) garden salad with oil/vinegar dressing.
My burger came with a side of Hartley’s plain potato chips (AKA my favorite chips ever.. they’re only available in 3 counties), and my salad for some reason came with a loaf of bread. I didn’t touch them and shuffled them over to D, who had ordered a double cheeseburger and fries.
We took home more food than we actually ate in the restaurant, I’m sure of it. Half my burger, half of D’s fries, 3/4 of the loaf of bread/butter, and all of the chips. This got us talking. There was a time when we would have gone out for dinner and eaten everything on the table between the two of us, and we would have ordered MORE. An appetizer to share, giant burgers and fries for both of us… it all would have been gone. It was a revelation. Neither one of us wants to eat like that anymore.
And here’s the kicker: both of our stomachs rebelled against the meal we ate. I ate half of a quarter-pound burger, and I suppose it was more grease than I am accustomed to these days. Within minutes of returning home, we were both in the bathroom (luckily, we have two, haha). They say that bariatric surgery patients experience “dumping syndrome” after eating high-fat or high-sugar meals… well, apparently I now do too. That was enough incentive for me not to eat the second half of that burger. It was miserable!
The thing is, I had my gallbladder removed in December 2009, and I’ve had issues with certain greasy foods (donuts are out, lol) for years, but that didn’t stop me from chancing it on some of them before. That’s awful. These IBS symptoms would last for sometimes days after certain meals, and I just lived with it because eating greasy, fat-laden food for 10 minutes was more important to me than the rest of the day’s comfort. Instant gratification, followed by interminable discomfort. I don’t want to go back to that.
Anyway, catch me up! What have I been missing the past few weeks??