So Much More Than a Winter Coat

This happened today:

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Last week, I’d put out a call to my peeps online asking where to buy a winter coat.  I knew that I would need one, as the two winter coats I currently have in my possession are 4 and 6 sizes too big for me, respectively.  My requirements for a winter coat were that it had to have a hood, a zip out liner, be long enough to cover my butt, and be water repellent if possible (this was not an absolute necessity).

So today we had gone to the mall so that I could drop off my recyclables at Kiehl’s (and pick up some more body butter; theirs is awesome).  At this particular mall, it is easiest to go through Nordstrom to get to the Kiehl’s, so we did.  I stopped to browse in the women’s section because I just wanted to look around.  I picked out a couple of long-sleeved blouses to try on, which fit and looked great so I decided to get them since it was triple points day (!!!!).  Then I saw The Coat.

I was not expecting to buy a coat today.  I wasn’t expecting this one to fit.  It was a misses size large, and I’ve been wearing extra large in my shirts and sweaters because that is what fits.  I looked through all the coats on the rack and no extra large was to be found, so I was a bit disappointed.  I kept looking at the coat thinking the shoulders would not be wide enough for me.

My husband, ever helpful and optimistic, said, “Try it on.”

I said, “I don’t think the shoulders will fit.”

He nudged gently and said, “Just try it.”

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Post-Op Week 62 Progress Report: Swimming Without Floaties

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Completely surprised by this week’s progress.  I don’t know what could have been the cause, because there were so many things I was changing at once (bad scientist, changing more than one variable at a time!).  Whatever the reason, I hope this means I’m finally off the plateau I seem to have been on for the past 3 months.

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Post-Op Week 61 Progress Report: Haters Gonna Hate

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This week can suck it.  If ever there has been a time during this whole weight loss process that I have felt like my wheels are spinning, it’s now.  Continue reading

Achievement Unlocked: Sitting in an Airplane Seat

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Achievement unlocked:  fitting into an airplane seat and not needing a seatbelt extender. 

This is a big deal.

The last time I flew on a plane (American Airlines from SEA to DFW, BTW), I had to buy an extra seat, use a seatbelt extender, AND the seatbelt extender was just barely long enough to buckle me in.  It made for a very, very uncomfortable flight in more ways than one.  It was pretty much the worst travel experience of my whole life, which I’ll write about another time.

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Post-Op Week 60 Progress Report: Penny Days and Kettlebells

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Progress this week is slow but I’ll take slow progress over no progress.  A pound lost is better than a pound gained.  Unfortunately, at this point, every pound is a fight to get off.  It’s like my body is trying to settle at this weight, which is really irritating.

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An Early #transformationtuesday: First Day of School Edition

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Today was the first day of school around these parts.  So naturally I dressed up–I find that I do that a hell of a lot more these days, but even more so for work than I ever did before.

The photo above is the difference a year makes.  On the left is my first day of school outfit from last year.  On the right is what I wore today, five sizes smaller.

I’m hopeful that as I begin this second year of life with my sleeve that each meal and each workout gets me closer to my goal.

It also dawned on me that my students will never know the me from the left photo.  They won’t see the gradual change in my appearance that my last year’s bunch got to see.  I’m hoping that with the addition of new workouts, they see a refinement of what I’ve gotten myself down to.

This is my New Year, and it’s on, bitches.  I will get to my goal.

Post-Op Week 59 Progress Report: Back to School Edition

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Not surprised by this week’s gain for a couple of reasons.  One, I am retaining water (thanks, nature, you suck); two, I rested from gym workouts this week.  I was so sore from the leg workout I did last Saturday that I was in pain for most of the week, so I decided to give my body a break.  I literally could not move for the first 3 days post-workout without yelping in pain.  What was the source of this pain, you ask?  Squats up against the wall with a balance ball.  Because the leg press machine at my gym is hard on my back (it pushes very, very uncomfortably on the small of my back), I have resorted to doing balance ball squats instead to work my quads.  It’s a better workout anyway, since I’m basically leg pressing my body weight with every repetition, and this is heavier than any plates I could put on the leg press machine and move anyway.

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