Diet Day 150
I've lost 41 pounds now--that's 18.6 kg for you sophisticates, and just shy of three stone for my UK-ish pals. Forty-one pounds ago I was well up into the official "Obese Class II" category, whatever that means. (Well, it means really fat.)
The last 150 days have brought me down through most of "Obese Class I" and within four or five pounds of merely "Overweight." Thirty or so more will bring me into "Normal" territory, and after that we'll see. (Jeans are real. Categories of weight are statistical. I get that.)
So I finally decided to start taking body measurements. Dude. Whole new level of OMG--and this is after I've lost more than five inches from my waist (to gauge from the jeans that were tight when I started and which I'm now saving for the cheesy giant-jeans photo in a year or so). Plus it involved looking at parts. Of myself. There are thigh measurements involved.
Oh dear me, what a long way I have yet to go in being kind to myself in my own thoughts. It's fun to be losing weight, but there are places along the road that are truly difficult, and to my surprise, most of them have nothing to do with eating less or feeling hungry.
PS:
ravurian made me more icons. Judi! \o/
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