Wow has it been a long time since I've done a HASAY update! Which is kind of sad considering how well my weight loss has been going. I mean, I lost two pants-sizes; bought new pants; and now my new pants are falling off of me. Even my wedding rings are loose.
I've lost just over 33 lbs. to date.
THIRTY-THREE POUNDS. That is a lot of weight. That's 132 sticks of butter. Could you imagine carrying around 132 sticks of butter with you everywhere you went? That's what I was doing; lugging around 33 extra pounds of fat every single day of my life.
And, you know what? I'm pretty impressed with myself. That's a load of lard to lose in five months. Way to go me.
But, here's the rub. I still have about 55 pounds to lose. And while I know I should be totally psyched about how much I've lost, and I AM totally psyched, I can't help but dwell on the fact that I'm not even halfway there yet.
I have a long way to go. And when people tell me I look great, that's how I respond, "Well, I still have a long way to go." I'm not even allowing myself to really celebrate how good I'm doing.
And, I'm starting to lose motivation. I mean, I look so much better now, I've lost a ton of weight, why not sit down with a pizza and a pint of Ben and Jerry's and just throw in the towel?
So, that's where I'm leaving my update. I've lost a lot and I am proud of that, but I still have a long, long way to go and I feel like I'm never going to get there.
I sit here, 33 lbs. skinnier but still struggling.
It’s us, but in dead animal form. But not really dead because they weren’t ever alive. Undead? No. That makes them sound like vampires. So not that. Fuck. I don’t know the word. Hey, how long can a title be? Because this seems excessive. Someone should stop me. Jesus. This is as bad as 280-character twitter.