It's been quite a few days since I've had a chance to post to my journal. Unfortunately, today is not one of my better days. Negative Nelly is here in full force. I've asked her nicely to go away but she insists on hanging around for a while longer. I just hate when I feel like this. The feeling is like beating yourself up emotionally.
Anyway, I'll go back to the regular way of reporting tomorrow. Fortunately, I have stayed on program (with my food and working out with the Firm each day) but my weight keeps fluxuating and it's driving me crazy. At one point I was 207 (down 1/2 a pound) but I've been at 210 too (up 2.5 pounds) and everything in between and for no good reason. Every single time I step on the scale it gives me a different number. It's very frustrating. I'm hoping that if I drown myself with lots and lots of water, the scale will stabalize. If I've gained (and truly gained) then fine, I just want to know for sure. I'm even okay with it if I've stayed the same, I just want a regular consistent reading. I'm wondering if the batteries in my digital scale need replacing [sigh]. I'll wait to weigh again until Wednesday and see what happens.
On a brighter note, I did go shopping and even though I was under the gun with time, I picked up some very nice light weight sweaters. Unfortunately, it's cool enough here to wear them now. I have on a pretty pink cardigan with a swing type black skirt. I am also wearing my pearl necklace and earrings and feel a bit like one of my heroines from a 50's movie. It's a very classic look. My sister calls it "old fashioned" but I don't care. I like looking like this and I've gotten lots of compliments.
The best part of my shopping trip was buying a pair of black slacks. I picked up a pair of size 14 off the rack and just knew they would fit well. I get home and try them on and guess what? They are too big!!!! I honestly could not believe it at first. I took the pants back yesterday to try on the size 12's which I just knew wouldn't fit. To make sure it wasn't a fluke I picked up 2 different styles of size 12 slacks. One Worthington brand (the original ones I bought) and one Hanes brand. The Worthington 12 was a tight squeeze but I got them on and was pleased. I knew it would only be a few weeks and I could wear them and breathe (smile). Next, I tried on the Hanes brand and they are a stretch style called "comfort waist" and they fit perfectly!
I stood in the mirror of the dressing room just staring at the tag on the pants. I have never EVER in my whole adult life wore a size 12 anything! I still feel like it's some kind of fluke. Maybe Hanes slacks just run big? I don't know and I really don't care. Those slacks say they are a 12 and I believe them!
I'm wearing them to work tomorrow even though my one sister that was with me said they looked a little too tight. They didn't feel tight (thanks to the stretch material) and I can sit and bend over comfortably in them so I'm wearing those suckers tomorrow!!!
When I started this journey I never really thought I'd see a "normal" or "regular" size. I tell you guys it was so strange by-passing the "women's" section in the department store. I was drawn to it because that's where I have shopped for over 20 years. As I was leaving the store with my newly purchased "regular" sized clothes, I actually had to stop myself from going over to the women's section and looking around. I said to myself that you don't belong there anymore. Wanna know something? It made me feel a little sad. When a relationship is over there should be some sort of closure and I feel like I've just left a part of me behind without even acknowledging it. I know it sounds silly but I feel like I need to have some sort of funeral service for the dearly departed. Okay, I am being silly now. But I do feel like I should give it some pause or at least a mention in my journal. I want to have my eyes and heart in the present looking forward to the future but never forgetting where I came from.
I am also not fooling myself or anything. I am still a little bit over 200 pounds. I am still considered "obese" just not morbidly obese anymore. How I can fit into these pants is still a mystery to me. But it's one I'm not investigating too deeply. I can wear them. That's all that matters. I know of course that my eating plan and exercising every day play a big part. The part that is really scary is that my goal is to wear a size 10. How can I be so close to that goal? I'm not ready to be this close to goal! I wanna stay right here in this comfortable place of losing weight. I like it here. It's familar. "Goal" is too foreign a concept for me to try to wrap my mind around, especially feeling blue like I do today.
I apologize for being so down and for making my post so long. I just feel like I have to get these feelings down now while they are on the surface and I can express them clearly. I want to get to the root of my fears because I don't want to find myself at goal and then because of unresolved feelings I start to sabotage myself and end up gaining all the weight back. I have read so many people's stories that have lost weight that talk about how scard they were at goal and how strange it felt so they were scared and gained the weight back. I don't want that to happen to me.
I need to start acknowledging that I am more than half way to my goal. I will get to where I have always wanted to be. One day I will no longer be a weight loser but a weight maintainer and I have to prepare my mind for that. Part of me wonders if I should be careful what I wish for, I just might get it. I want to be able to think about being at goal and not feel fearful. I do deserve to make it all the way. I have to keep telling myself that.
Like I said, tomorrow it's back to our regular (and hopefully happily) scheduled program on the Beach. Thanks for taking this short "detour" with me today if you have read this far.
Thanks so much to July, Doe, Beth and Tracy for checking on me and giving me support as well as all my other WISH buddies. I appreciate the encouragement I get from each of you - you are all just great people!