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Am back from Crete! What an awesome, awesome vacation. There's no need to give a blow-by-blow, since we didn't do anything out of the ordinary - sunbathed, ate out, went on lots of trips - and I always feel that visuals are much better when you talk about vacations, so I'll hold off until we get the pictures up on the computer. I think we took something like 300.
It was fantastic, though. The weather was gorgeous, the city we lived in couldn't have been better (right up to the coast, our apartment was like twenty feet from the ocean) and I spent a shitload of money. It's kind of grotesque, really. I came down there with almost 700 euros and left with a little over 100. I suck at converting currences, but suffice to say, it was a lot. I'd made sure I could afford it beforehand, though, and I got awesome stuff out of it, so I don't feel too guilty. :) Another great thing was that there was internet on the hotel, so getting online for 30 minutes every once in a while has made me feel a lot less lost now that I'm home again.
But, yes. Not talking about the vacation just yet. I wanted to talk about something completely different actually, something I've been meaning to post about for, like, two months, but never got around to it.
Some of you may remember that I talked about getting a breast lift last year. Unfortunately things didn't pan out then - my future was still pretty unsteady, I had no money to pay for it, etc etc. Well, since then I've been putting aside whatever money I had and I'm now up to 1400 pounds (I think, if I'm getting the currencies right; it's the easiest one to convert to.) A surgery will cost me somewhere between 2200 and 3800, but I've been talking with my parents a lot about this and they've known how much I've wanted this for years, so they've agreed to borrow me whatever I won't be able to save up in time.
So the past couple of months I've been going to the clinic I selected, talking back and forth and it's been decided that I'm having my surgery on July 12th! Words cannot express how freaking excited I am, seriously. It's less than a month now! I can't believe it. In two weeks I'm going in for a consult with my anaesthesiologist and my surgeon, so I'll know a lot more then. How much it'll cost, if I'll need/want a reduction as well a lift, how they're going to do the surgery, what's going to happen after. All that stuff. I'm not worried about the surgery, God knows I've been through too many of them in my life to be too scared. I'm just really, really excited.
One thing my surgeon did ask me the first time I was in there was to lose weight before the surgery. I was fine with that, I knew I had to do that already. I know I'm not fat in any way as well, but I need to get down to a BMI under 25 in order for this surgery to actually be worth my while. I knew that, too, I was totally prepared. So she said she'd like to see me lose somewhere between 15 and 20 pounds, and I wasn't surprised by that either, but hearing the actual number was kind of daunting.
But the thing is, it's gone so great. I need to lose ten more pounds before the surgery. Ten! It should seem like a lot, but it totally doesn't. I'm halfway there. I've lost of total of 14 pounds since February; after I found out when my surgery date was I really picked it up a notch. I've started running! You have no idea what a victory that was; I used to hate to run, and I'd get winded after 15 seconds. Now I can run at least 1km without stopping and I can run for an hour at a time (with the occasional break to stop and walk for a while.) I'm doing pilates every night - I bought the Supreme Pilates in December, but didn't really start using it consistently until this surgery business came along. Let me tell you, it was worth every penny. Granted, I haven't been working out on it while I've been on vacation, but before that I did 30-40 minutes every night and every part of me felt tighter and leaner. I even started getting defintion in my arms! I'm starting to sound like the home shopping network, I'm sorry, it's just a really awesome piece of equipment and I'm so glad I got it.
So then I had to go on vacation and I was so scared that I was going to gain a lot of weight while I was away. I did run a couple of times on Crete (along the beach while the sun was setting, oh my god so gorgeous), but other than that I wasn't really careful. Which was stupid on my part, but you fall off the wagon sometimes. Through sheer luck, though, I hadn't gained anything this morning. That blew my mind. Okay, we walked a lot on Crete, because our city, Rethymnon, was a half an hour walk from our hotel, and sometimes we went in there twice a day, but still. I was so scared I was gonna have to almost start over.
So, now I've got 10 pounds to lose and four weeks to do it. I know it's not healthy to lose weight that fast, but I don't really have a choice this time around. And it hasn't been difficult at all. It's weird, because I've barely thought about this process as a diet because I had to get thinner. It was something I had to do so I could get my operation. That's all it's been about. Losing weight has just been an added bonus, but what an added bonus it's been. I'm at 144lbs right now; I haven't been that small in 3 years. And I feel so much better after a day of eating right and working out than I did after a day of doing nothing and coming home with chocolate and a bag of chips. This has been so good for me, and it's not even over yet!
But, yeah. 10 pounds. It's gonna be tough. If any of you have some kind of magical diet you swear by, I'd love to hear about it. I guess I'll just have to lose the weight quickly and try to keep it balanced once I've recovered from my surgery. I know this'll all work out though. I know it will. I've had so much willpower this time around. I didn't actually know I had that much in me at all.
It was fantastic, though. The weather was gorgeous, the city we lived in couldn't have been better (right up to the coast, our apartment was like twenty feet from the ocean) and I spent a shitload of money. It's kind of grotesque, really. I came down there with almost 700 euros and left with a little over 100. I suck at converting currences, but suffice to say, it was a lot. I'd made sure I could afford it beforehand, though, and I got awesome stuff out of it, so I don't feel too guilty. :) Another great thing was that there was internet on the hotel, so getting online for 30 minutes every once in a while has made me feel a lot less lost now that I'm home again.
But, yes. Not talking about the vacation just yet. I wanted to talk about something completely different actually, something I've been meaning to post about for, like, two months, but never got around to it.
Some of you may remember that I talked about getting a breast lift last year. Unfortunately things didn't pan out then - my future was still pretty unsteady, I had no money to pay for it, etc etc. Well, since then I've been putting aside whatever money I had and I'm now up to 1400 pounds (I think, if I'm getting the currencies right; it's the easiest one to convert to.) A surgery will cost me somewhere between 2200 and 3800, but I've been talking with my parents a lot about this and they've known how much I've wanted this for years, so they've agreed to borrow me whatever I won't be able to save up in time.
So the past couple of months I've been going to the clinic I selected, talking back and forth and it's been decided that I'm having my surgery on July 12th! Words cannot express how freaking excited I am, seriously. It's less than a month now! I can't believe it. In two weeks I'm going in for a consult with my anaesthesiologist and my surgeon, so I'll know a lot more then. How much it'll cost, if I'll need/want a reduction as well a lift, how they're going to do the surgery, what's going to happen after. All that stuff. I'm not worried about the surgery, God knows I've been through too many of them in my life to be too scared. I'm just really, really excited.
One thing my surgeon did ask me the first time I was in there was to lose weight before the surgery. I was fine with that, I knew I had to do that already. I know I'm not fat in any way as well, but I need to get down to a BMI under 25 in order for this surgery to actually be worth my while. I knew that, too, I was totally prepared. So she said she'd like to see me lose somewhere between 15 and 20 pounds, and I wasn't surprised by that either, but hearing the actual number was kind of daunting.
But the thing is, it's gone so great. I need to lose ten more pounds before the surgery. Ten! It should seem like a lot, but it totally doesn't. I'm halfway there. I've lost of total of 14 pounds since February; after I found out when my surgery date was I really picked it up a notch. I've started running! You have no idea what a victory that was; I used to hate to run, and I'd get winded after 15 seconds. Now I can run at least 1km without stopping and I can run for an hour at a time (with the occasional break to stop and walk for a while.) I'm doing pilates every night - I bought the Supreme Pilates in December, but didn't really start using it consistently until this surgery business came along. Let me tell you, it was worth every penny. Granted, I haven't been working out on it while I've been on vacation, but before that I did 30-40 minutes every night and every part of me felt tighter and leaner. I even started getting defintion in my arms! I'm starting to sound like the home shopping network, I'm sorry, it's just a really awesome piece of equipment and I'm so glad I got it.
So then I had to go on vacation and I was so scared that I was going to gain a lot of weight while I was away. I did run a couple of times on Crete (along the beach while the sun was setting, oh my god so gorgeous), but other than that I wasn't really careful. Which was stupid on my part, but you fall off the wagon sometimes. Through sheer luck, though, I hadn't gained anything this morning. That blew my mind. Okay, we walked a lot on Crete, because our city, Rethymnon, was a half an hour walk from our hotel, and sometimes we went in there twice a day, but still. I was so scared I was gonna have to almost start over.
So, now I've got 10 pounds to lose and four weeks to do it. I know it's not healthy to lose weight that fast, but I don't really have a choice this time around. And it hasn't been difficult at all. It's weird, because I've barely thought about this process as a diet because I had to get thinner. It was something I had to do so I could get my operation. That's all it's been about. Losing weight has just been an added bonus, but what an added bonus it's been. I'm at 144lbs right now; I haven't been that small in 3 years. And I feel so much better after a day of eating right and working out than I did after a day of doing nothing and coming home with chocolate and a bag of chips. This has been so good for me, and it's not even over yet!
But, yeah. 10 pounds. It's gonna be tough. If any of you have some kind of magical diet you swear by, I'd love to hear about it. I guess I'll just have to lose the weight quickly and try to keep it balanced once I've recovered from my surgery. I know this'll all work out though. I know it will. I've had so much willpower this time around. I didn't actually know I had that much in me at all.