Tangible Results
Howdy Folks!
I'm so excited I can't stand it!!
"Why are you so excited the D?"
"Why, thanks for asking, reader, I really appreciate the question".
Friday night I bought a new pair of jeans and a new digital camera. More on the camera later. Lets discuss the jeans first:
As you all know I have been on a diet since September 1st. I had not bought any new clothes because I knew that I would just keep losing weight and it didn't make much since to buy clothes because they would end up not fitting me in just a few months or even weeks. But I had to buy at least some new pants because the ones I currently wear are a 38" or 40" waist. Also my belts were not doing the job of keeping my pants up. (Your welcome for that mental picture)
I was starting to get a little anxious when I was deciding on what size to start off with, do I start with some 36's and work my way down getting more and more excited as I tried each size on? Or do I start low and get pissed because I could not fit in to the 32's or 33's?
I decide to start with the 34's they fit great! But still a little too lose for my taste. AWESOME! I say to myself and gave a little fist pump. (YES!!!) Feeling great now! Lets keep this going and go for the 33's. YES THEY FIT!! DOUBLE FIT PUMPS!!! (YES,YES!!!!) I haven't fit into 33's in more than 10 years! I'M TOTALLY freaking out!!! I can hardly keep my cool!! Dare, I go for the 32's? You bet your aunt Sally, I WENT FOR THE 32's. AND THEY FIT!!!! HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT NOW I AM REALLY FREAKIN' OUT!!! I have not wore 32's since high school!! (Class of '89 thankyouverymuch) I am putting myself into DEFCON 4!!!
I am standing in front of the mirror that is just outside of the dressing room looking at the new jeans that I have on, and almost literally shitting in my pants. But the 32's are tight and because I know they will shrink in the wash I go back to the 33's.
I put the 33's back on and stand in front of the mirror again and just stare at them. All I can think is YES, YES, YES!!! I don't know what to do... I want to call someone and just start freaking out. But all I do is stand there and begin to break down. I rush back to the seclusion of the dressing room, and totally lose it. And its not a good site. It was not one of the lame ass brake downs like when Old Yeller was shot. It was one for those break downs where I could not control it. My nose was running I couldn't breathe... I was shaking... I started to sweating... It was just terrible.
As I was paying for the jeans I just begin to laugh. And start talking to myself. I lean on the counter and just laugh and shake my head:
"Are you O.K?" asked the lady ringing me up.
"Yea I'm fine I just can't belive I can fit in those jeans" I say with a smile on my face.
"Why wouldn't you?"
"6 months ago I was 250 pounds I have lost 63 1/2 pounds in 6 1/2 months."
"WOW!! That's amazing!! Congratulations"
"Thanks"
"Would you like to touch me in an inappropriate way?" she asks
"Umm, No thanks" I say awkwardly.
I change the subject fast. I thought I better get a new belt while I was there. So I ask her to get me one.
No one know how hard I have to work to lose this weight. No one knows what I have to do to motivate myself to get to the gym 2 times a day. No one knows how sore I am after the workouts. I have done this all by myself through diet and exercise. No surgery, no crazy-ass diet plan, no pills. Nothing but hard work and determination. And I only have myself to thank and myself to blame when I don't make my goals. And that is how I want to do it.
In 6 1/2 months I have lost 63 1/2 pounds. And 7 inches off my waist. I was wearing 40 inch waist I am now wearing 33" waist. I used to wear XXXL or XXL tee shirts. I now wear XL tee-shirts.
As a reward to myself, I went across the street to the Best Buy and picked out a nifty little digital camera. 200 bucks and an extra memory card and I was on my way back home.
Here is a pick of my new and old belts. The old belt is on the right. The new belt is a 34"
I am not finished yet, but I am well past the half way mark. Even though I don't know what the final number will be I'm thinking maybe in the 160's. Even though I did not make my goal of 185 on Saturday morning I am still pretty pumped about 186 1/2 pounds.
YEA FOR ME!!!
P.S I also redid my My space page, and put up all the pics from St. Pats day, so check it out
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