Where do I start this? How do I say this?? It’s 6:22 am here in the beautiful Lone Star State, I haven’t even had my caffeine yet, and I’m absolutely over the moon excited. Why?
Let’s review, shall we? Yeah, let’s do that!
10 days ago, I came clean about the God-awful number staring back at me from the scale: 378. After losing 50 lbs last year, I’d gained it all back except for 3 lousy pounds. Great. I’m sure some of you can understand the self-loathing that ensued afterwards.
I’d already given up sugar, thanks to one too many foodgasms at the hands of the coconut petit fours and butter toffee my mother-in-law had sent me for Christmas. I was in the process of giving up diet soda AND researching whether Lap Band surgery is an option I want to pursue. Next in line? Try out the pre-op and post-op diets that the surgeon gave me to use after a surgery date is set up…just to see if I can handle it.
Last Thursday, I went on Day 1 of the liquid pre-op diet I’ll have to go on if I decide to have surgery. (Click here for all the gory details.) I decided to postpone the migraine inducing experiment until after the holiday weekend – but I did realize a small victory: 1 pound lost.
Yesterday, I woke up with new determination. I had a healthy breakfast and then left the house to run a bunch of errands. I was gone for hours. I faced a ton of temptations. I was in the grocery store while they were baking french bread. Bastards. I was in Super Target and had to walk by Starbucks. Oh, sweet venti mocha…how I sometimes miss you…until I realize you go straight to my ass. But I digress…
I drove past many a drive-thru window. The scent of partially hydrogenated temptations filled the air. Honestly, I don’t know how I did it, but I resisted it all. Some other force was with me yesterday. My resolve wasn’t just coming from me…it was bigger than me. I love moments like this when I realize that I had many choices to fuck it all up and I didn’t. I was strong.
This morning I woke up, got on the scale, and do you know what I saw? 369.
I’m in the next set of tens!!
Remember that? Just 10 pounds at a time. And now I’m no longer in the 380’s…or the 370’s. I’m officially in the 360’s. Well, slap my ass and call me Judy!
Today, as I begin Day 2 of Princess Dianne’s Super Happy House Cleaning Fantastic Fun Time, I will not walk around the house doing my chores…I will effing PRANCE. I will prance my 369 lb ass off, baby. But before I start all that, I have a date with the treadmill. I think it’s time to dust the cobwebs off of my loyal friend. Poor thing just stands there all day, waiting for me to use it. I think today’s the day.
I’m no longer 3 pounds from my top weight ever. I’m 12 pounds away. I’m finally moving in the right direction.
Gee, 359 doesn’t seem that far away…does it? 🙂
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2011 is almost gone and 2012 is starting really well, isn’t it? So I wish you a wonderful year full of good surprises just like the one you had this morning. Many, many more!
Thank you, Virginie! I have been feeling rather bad ass since I saw that number on the scale. 🙂 Happy New Year!
That’s kick ass news, Dianne! Fantastic! Keep it up! 🙂
Thank you so much, Liz! 🙂
Yay!!!! Congrats!!!
Thank you, Allison! 🙂
Dianne, I am about 75lbs overweight. I have been up & down my whole life. I am just so tired of feeling like crap. I will be following your blog and together we all can get to our goal of being healthy. I want to start a blog but don’t know anything about it.
KEEP IT UP GIRL
Hi Cheryl!
Thank you so much for your kind support and for sharing some of your story with me! What the hell is it with this weight loss rollercoaster so many of us have been stuck on our whole lives? I, too, am tired of feeling like crap. 2012 is a non-crap year, girlie! I’m so looking forward to sharing my successes with you and hearing all about your victories as well!
I live in Texas, too, and I need to lose 130 lbs. It’s daunting as hell, and part of me still wants to put my head in the sand about it and go on about my business as usual. But I am 35 and my life is passing me by: I am not married and have no children and am not living the life I want. Glad I found your blog. I happily will come along on this journey with you.
Hello, fellow Texan!
Actually, I will never truly earn the title of Texan since I was born in California…however many of my true Texan friends call me a “Naturalized Texan” and that, in itself, is an honor. 🙂
Losing 130 lbs is indeed a daunting task – but I know you can do it. I understand the frustration you feel so much. I didn’t get married until I was 39 years old. I weighed 265 lbs on my wedding day. In many ways, marriage makes it harder to lose weight. Even when the hubby and I were dating, he was always trying to get me to curl up on the couch and watch tv with him, etc. Marriage definitely gave me a good solid case of Lard Ass Syndrome.
Having company on this journey is good for all of us. You’re very welcome here and I’m so glad you posted today. Thank you so much for your support and your honesty. I hope to see you posting here a lot more often. 🙂
Great job! By the way, Starbucks has sugar free Mocha now. Not sure if you are staying away from all SF stuff or just diet soda.
You are going to rock 2012!
Thanks Heather!
Actually, I’m staying away from diet soda, sugar, and aspartame (the main sweetener used in diet drinks). However, I do feel it’s in my best interests to keep a healthy distance from Starbucks. Just one look at those cake pops and I’m ready to slam my head through the glass bakery case and inhale all those little suckers. LOL. I stay away only out of concern for the safety of Starbucks employees everywhere. 🙂