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Wow.
Since starting working overnights, I've lost a bit of weight. I am finally within a couple (yes, one or two) pounds of what my drivers license says. I haven't weighed that much (or little) since before I got my license (so I lied when I got my license, who doesn't?). So, I'm the lightest I've been in ten years.
But... I don't know quite how I feel about it. Of course I'm thrilled that I've done it (and hopefully keep going). I've had to start buying new clothing for work in a size smaller otherwise I fall out of my pants. I bought a new swimsuit and, I don't believe I'm saying this, I LOOK GOOD. I'm still eating good food, so I'm doing it 'the right' way. I just walk a TON at work. I'm going to try and remember to toss on a pedometer tonight to see how far I really walk. I think I'll be counting in miles.
The problem? I almost feel like the scale is lying to me. It says I'm down about 45 pounds from my heaviest, but I don't necessarily believe it. Am I lighter? Yes. 45 pounds lighter? That's debatable. Maybe some is muscle. Who knows. The other part of the problem? I'm afraid it will stop. I'm afraid I'll stop losing it. Well, thats a whole other can of worms we'll open if it happens.
A few women at work comment on how I'm looking almost daily and I like it, but I can't imagine its that drastic. No one mentioned anything at Christmas except Jared ("Have you lost weight? I think you have. You're little! I mean, real little!"). Not that I need compliments and comments. It would just be nice to have the confirmation from others (aside from the usual two).
I'm not fishing for compliments. I actually don't want any. I just needed to let this out somehow. *sigh*
Since starting working overnights, I've lost a bit of weight. I am finally within a couple (yes, one or two) pounds of what my drivers license says. I haven't weighed that much (or little) since before I got my license (so I lied when I got my license, who doesn't?). So, I'm the lightest I've been in ten years.
But... I don't know quite how I feel about it. Of course I'm thrilled that I've done it (and hopefully keep going). I've had to start buying new clothing for work in a size smaller otherwise I fall out of my pants. I bought a new swimsuit and, I don't believe I'm saying this, I LOOK GOOD. I'm still eating good food, so I'm doing it 'the right' way. I just walk a TON at work. I'm going to try and remember to toss on a pedometer tonight to see how far I really walk. I think I'll be counting in miles.
The problem? I almost feel like the scale is lying to me. It says I'm down about 45 pounds from my heaviest, but I don't necessarily believe it. Am I lighter? Yes. 45 pounds lighter? That's debatable. Maybe some is muscle. Who knows. The other part of the problem? I'm afraid it will stop. I'm afraid I'll stop losing it. Well, thats a whole other can of worms we'll open if it happens.
A few women at work comment on how I'm looking almost daily and I like it, but I can't imagine its that drastic. No one mentioned anything at Christmas except Jared ("Have you lost weight? I think you have. You're little! I mean, real little!"). Not that I need compliments and comments. It would just be nice to have the confirmation from others (aside from the usual two).
I'm not fishing for compliments. I actually don't want any. I just needed to let this out somehow. *sigh*