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Jan 27 2010

Non-Scale Victories!

I have a few non-scale victories to share with you all! I really haven’t had many until recently, but over the past few days they’ve really started to roll in!

My mom gave me a ring when I graduated from college in December of 2007. I was able to wear it for a while, but it didn’t even take a year before my already pudgy fingers were too thick for the band. I, the Banded Girl (I almost typed my given name there…), wore that ring last week!

I’ve been kind of sad because I was down to two pairs of jeans. Not any more! I’m wearing a pair of 20s for the first time in over a year and a half right now! They’re practically new and have been sitting in my closet for ages. I don’t know what I was wearing seven months ago because I was wearing Lane Bryant’s Right Fit jeans, which have their own special sizing, but I’d venture to guess that I was in a 24 or 26.

My shirts are also starting to get too big and I’m able to shop in my closet more and more. In another five pounds or so I’ll have a ton of shirts to wear. I’m already in four or five that haven’t seen the light of day in a while.

WOOO! Do you have any recent NSVs you’d like to share? Leave a comment so we can revel in your glory :)

Jan 5 2010

Small Victory

I think every day needs to have some sort of small victory, even if it’s “I resisted the cookie for ten minutes before eating it.”

My small victory for today was getting up and going to the gym. I was only there for 15 minutes, but I went. And my goal was 10 minutes, so it’s that much sweeter.

What’s your victory for today?

Nov 22 2009

Ch-ch-ch-changes

I was getting ready for work one day last week and caught a nakkid glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror. I had to do a double-take.

For the first time, I actually noticed that I’m losing weight in a real world sense–not just a numbers sense. It was amazing. My tummy’s getting smaller and my back-fat rolls are starting to disappear. Since then I’ve also noticed that my face is thinning out (though it is still quite round and double-chinned).

Yesterday, I winced as I realized that the underwires in my bra were poking me under my arms, indicating that my bra’s cup size was too large. When I was getting dressed today, I really saw how much my poor, deflated breasts are swimming in their means of support.

I’ve been getting more and more discouraged as time goes on. I’m not perfect, but I’m doing a lot of things right on this journey and my weight is just…staying. As I’ve watched my WLS buddies and their progress on Twitter and their blogs, I’ve slipped into sadness more and more. I’ve had moments of serious regret that I decided upon the gastric band rather than a bypass.

I think that ultimately, I made the best choice for me in the long run. I believe that I will be happy that I chose this surgery eventually. My brain knows that this is a life-long journey and that overnight results aren’t possible. But my emotions sometimes (okay, frequently) get the better of me and I just want to be done. I want the weight to be gone. I’m so tired of the struggle. So tired.

Still. There are changes. I’m starting to see them. And that, my friends, is heartening.