Trials and tribulations of change...

I'm sorry peoples.  I've been neglecting you, neglecting this blog, neglecting myself.  I could follow in Milli Vanilli's footsteps and blame it on the rain.  Or, I could blame it on nicer weather.  Or just that I haven't felt like there was a whole lot for me to write about.  

But that's not true.  There is always something to write about.  So, I'm trying to get back to it, forgive me if I go astray (another lyric quote).

I wrote a few posts back about being frustrated in my weight loss.  I still get frustrated - and jealous.  I am so jealous of some of the other people at Weight Watchers.  The ones that seem to lose every week, and never seem to have any issue.  It's like the women that had no morning sickness with their pregnancies, or move really quickly through labor.  These women are just not me.  I had guerrilla vomiting morning sickness that lasted until I after I was home with my baby.  I had a horrible long labor that ended with an emergency section.  And, I am not one of those women that can sneeze and drop 4 lbs.

So, this is my life - not theirs.  I have to work hard to lose weight.  And even when I work hard, I may not lose like I want to.

This past weekend, I went to my meeting and was not happy.  I had gained 1.8 lbs.  At first, I focused on this.  I was seriously frustrated and getting depressed.  Plus, I had worked really hard this past week, and you know, it just made me mad to have a gain.

But, there is something else that happened last week.  I ran 7.5 miles last week, total!!!  This is a huge accomplishment for me.  I also ran 4 days in a row!!  I do a workout that includes 20 minutes of running, and in that 20 mins, I can run 1.5 miles.  Yes, it's slow.  But that doesn't matter, because I couldn't do that 3 months ago - and now I can!

Seriously, I am so proud of myself.  I'm focusing on the good things my body can do, and will continue to do.  So I gained 1.8 lbs.  So what?  I've also lost a total of 70.2 lbs.  Sooner or later I will make the scale my bitch friend.

My ring doesn't fit so hot any more.  Some days I worry that it will just fall out when I have my hand out the window while driving.  So, I move it to my middle finger, where it fits surprisingly well.