Musings From a Morbidly Obese Mind Still Continues

2011 Looms Large! What Will The New Year Bring?  

Continuing on my journey, if you have not followed my posts, you may want to read the previous two entries, so this makes sense.

Rolling a few months ahead, and on to the new year. It has been easy. I say that with ease and it really has been. After just a few months, I became a health coach for Take Shape For Life, the program I had been using for the weight loss.

Too many people asked how I had done "it" (lose the weight) so I decided to go ahead and share my not very well kept secret, and coach others to do the same thing.

This diet thing seems to be making a difference for not just me, but others. I had figured out that the company actually would pay me to coach others and figured, why not since the key to success was already beoming quite clear.

The more people I could help lose weight also helped build my own support team. We all were in the same boat, rowing toward our goals. Our goals were different but what is more fun then a barrel of dieters!

This also gave me just about enough money to pay for our "diet" plan, so it would be a win-win.  

So the pounds kept dropping. Almost 90 lbs shed by late January, I felt the angels were singing a song me. Still busy running and now with even more energy then I had before, things kept changing more and more.

I had gone through every size of clothing I had. I think a lot of women do the same thing. We grow out of clothes and never discard them because we always hope to get back into that size.

When we do get back into them, the fear of discarding the bigger sizes looms large. "What if I gain some of it back, I certainly don't want to buy new clothes again".

My loss would be someone's gain and I could use the money to buy more new clothes. I had finally reached back and through all my "just in case" clothing and literally had nothing to wear but a few shirts, a pair of jeans and a few skirts. Somehow this time it was different. I had learned that if I had a crutch of clothes to go back to, it was a silent acceptance that gaining the weight back would NOT be my fate.

If you don't know me, as I mentioned earlier, I am frugal. So frugal that the thought of spending money on something again when I already had it was like fingernails on a blackboard. But I must do what I must do.

Again, my thought process was changing. I would NOT let myself believe this was another temporary weight loss! So off to , my favorite consignment shop in Powder Springs, I went with all the clothes I had not already given away to some fellow "losers".

The picture posted today is one I am so proud of. I still thought it was absolutely astounding (for me anyway). It was taken at our neighborhood Super Bowl party and would be the way I still often see myself still. Slimmed down quite a lot but never thinking I would go beyond that weight loss.

I had finally joined "Team One-derland", the nickname of those that finally reached a goal of under the 200lb mark! I truly never thought I would see a number on the scale, with me on it, that said a number under 200, but it happened. That was my goal. Get under that number. Hooray! Would that be the end? 

to be continued.....