Last Week: 236.8lbs
This Week: 235.9lbs
Overall Loss: 25.3lbs
Well, it was a rough week last week, the weekend too. My husband conked his head (rather, the hatch of the Jeep fell on it) on Saturday. Safe to say he had a mild concussion. Poor guy. While we nursed his injury, I was on day 4 of some UGLY back pain. It hurt to sit, to lay down… I only felt okay on my feet so I stayed on my feet.
That pain stopped suddenly this morning upon the arrival of the red devil. Tmi? Maybe? It can be a real problem for some ladies. I’ve had back cramps my whole life before it, but nothing like that. I am well versed regarding low back pain, too. It felt like I was in labor again with my boy (back labor, yikes). I didn’t even think about the physiological effects all this exercise and change could cause.
Anyway, I will take the small loss, especially considering the bloating and all. I didn’t take my measurements today because I didn’t want any “false” numbers to discourage me as my low back and my bust always swell up. I’ve learned my lesson on that. I don’t need the mind games!
On a brighter, less tmi note, that small loss puts me back into my pre-pregnancy weight! Which was my first goal! Woohoo! I wanted to get there before or by my 30th birthday, which is in a week and a half away still. Feels pretty good. So, basically anything lower than this will be my lowest as an adult, which is just nuts to me. Also a little sad. Also a little intense.
I feel like the major milestones are on their way now. Not that I am dismissing my 25lb loss since February, I am proud of it. I guess I just feel like the pressure is on now but the only pressure I am getting is from myself. What if I can’t get any lower than this? What if I plateau?
I don’t know myself any lighter than this. Now its going to start happening and it scares me even though I should be excited. I am excited, just more scared. I have mixed feelings obviously. It’s all new from here on out and luckily I adapt well and quickly. I will figure it out!
I try not to focus too much on the number the scale shows me. I feel better and that is what this is really all about.
For instance, you should feel my arms, man. There is real, actual muscle in there. I can see the muscles on my thighs when I ride the bike now and slowly but surely my calves are starting their sculpted look. I can squat all the way to the floor now without hurting myself or losing balance and my skin has even gotten clearer.
All good things.