Now I don’t want to get carried away, because I have a LONG way to go… like still 40kg or so to lose, but I was pleasantly surprised today to compare my measurements to those from almost 4 weeks ago.
I’ve been pretty pleased with my weight losses, though the scales haven’t moved as much in the last two weeks. I’ve only slipped up once (the infamous winegate affair of Saturday night, leading to going over my calorie allowance on Saturday and not exercising on Sunday), but other than that I’ve been trying really hard. My eating is good and many days I’m struggling to get up to 1000 calories.
With weigh-in looming today I was feeling nervous (given lack of movement in the scales). I can’t tell from my clothes if I’m losing weight as I own either: really baggy stuff; or fitting stretchy nylon type pants. So last night as I was stripping to plunge into my waiting bath I grabbed a tape measure from my sewing kit (which sits idly in my hall cupboard as I use safety pins to keep hems in place) and I pulled it around my waist. 110cm it said. Shit! I didn’t know what that meant. I was SURE that’s what I was when I started. I remember blogging about it and off-handedly saying I knew it should be 80cm for women max, and well, woops! So I lay in the bath, worrying that I’d lost barely any weight this week and festering about the lack of change in my measurements. Grrrr…. However, despite my disappointment, I wasn’t prepared to give up, because I know I’m on the right track and doing everything I should be.
After the bath I came downstairs to cook, opening my Twitter account, Facebook etc while my fish was on the stove. Then I remembered I needed to check my measurements. Best to know, I thought. And shock of all shocks, I discovered that I had no bloody idea (generally, but particularly when it came to my measurements). My starting waist measurement was 122cm, which meant I’d lost 12cm. Just to be sure I grabbed the tape measure and checked I hadn’t been measuring it from the wrong end or anything. And I hadn’t! I felt SO much better. After my sneaky weigh-in (before the sneaky-waist measuring) I’d been thinking maybe I should skip my fish dinner in the hope that the scales dropped more for weigh-in today after only a 600 calorie day before. But… I didn’t need to. I happily ate my 300 calorie dinner, content in the knowledge that I was heading in the right direction after all. Phew!
And then this morning I had my OFFICIAL weigh-in and OFFICIAL measure. My waist measure (after my morning ablutions) was 109cm (so I’d lost 13cm) and I’d lost 1.4kg, taking my total to 7.9kg. So, I’m thrilled with all of that, having lost a total of 27cm from my chest, waist, hips and thighs. So, yay! It’s just the motivation I need to keep going!