After a dismal week for my weight loss (or rather, gain) last week - I blame the four Thanksgiving dinners - I have bounced back. With a vengeance. And it feels SO good!
I stepped on the scale this morning and watched the leader write down the following weight:
The above number translates into a lot of things for me.
- I lost 3.4 lbs in one week. That's a lot of stuffing and turkey being shed!
- I have finally busted through the 150 barrier that has been taunting me for weeks.
- According to Weight Watchers, I am now officially no longer obese.
- The weight stated on my driver's license is actually higher than my real weight.
- I haven't seen the 140's since...wow, I really don't remember. You can bet they won't be sticking around for long!
I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm very proud of myself. And yes, sometimes I do a double-take when I see myself in a mirror unexpectedly.
On the goal weight front, I'm going back and forth on what I want my final goal to be. You see, I want to reach a healthy weight, but also one that I am able to maintain. According to my BMI, my healthy weight range is anywhere from 110 lbs to 130 lbs. Originally, my plan was to shoot for 120, but I'm beginning to think that I should start with 130, see how my body looks and feels, and then see if 120 is realistic.
So for now I've decided that my goal weight is 130 lbs. Which means I only have 19.2 lbs left to lose!
I'm more than half way there!
Oh, and I almost forgot to mention the HUGE thing that happened tonight! Nathan and I wanted to get out of the house and get some Christmas shopping done for the boys at a time that we'd be able to go together. So we did some arm twisting and got Grandma Jan to watch the boys for a bit (believe me, we didn't have to twist very hard). When we got there, Jan was holding one of Asher's hands and he was standing there reaching out to me with his other. I took his hand, then both Jan and I let go. He stood there a moment and then TOOK HIS FIRST STEP!
And it wasn't a fluke! Later, after we got back from shopping, Nathan was sitting in a chair and helping Asher stand. Several times in a row, Nathan let go of Asher's hands and Asher took 2-3 steps at a time in order to get to the chair Nathan was sitting it. We tried to get photos, but a first step isn't exactly something you catch with a still photo, it's more of a video thing. And, of course, our video camera was 40 miles away in McMinnville. Pooh.
Regardless of the lack of proof, it still gives me happy chills to think that one of my babies is starting to walk on his own. And where one is walking, the other isn't far behind.