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Post-Op Week 44 Progress Report


Really pleased with this week’s progress!  This is proof that the road to losing weight, no matter how you do it, is not a straight line.  I plot my weight values on a spreadsheet in Excel every week, and because I am a science teacher, I generate a graph of the result.  Yeah, I know I’m a great big nerd.  It definitely has a negative slope but the line is far from straight.

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One step forward, two steps back.

This week’s progress:  +5.6 pounds

Total loss:  -86.6 pounds

Back to square one.  I decided a few things today, though:

1.  Stairs only at work, unless I’m wheeling in my cart of stuff.  Then I’ll take the elevator.  I don’t care how winded I am at the top of the stairs, I’m dragging my chunky butt up the two flights to get to my classroom.

2.  Going to give the low-carb eating another go.  I didn’t buy any bread or starchy stuff at the store tonight, so that’s a step in the right direction.  I’ll be fixing an omelet tomorrow morning for breakfast, and drinking some almond milk to go along with it.  I’m packing some pistachios to eat as a snack a couple of times tomorrow during the day to stave off the hunger pangs I know I’ll get.

3.  I didn’t buy any diet soda when I went grocery shopping tonight, so I’m going to move to drinking water with fruit cut up in it.  I already drink nearly a gallon of water a day anyway, but I need variety.  I figured cutting up fruit and putting it in there might give me that, plus fruit servings.  I need to cut back on my caffeine intake anyhow, so here is one way to do it.

I’m determined to hit the -100 pound mark by my birthday, which is less than 30 days away.  Hopefully incorporating these things into my days will help tremendously.  I’m just tired of the stupid gains and losses, and wish it could just be all losses.  I know that gains are a part of the process, but I’m frustrated with the process and to be honest, on some days, just want to chuck it all and say “f this, I give up.”

But then I look at the photos from 2 years ago, and from my starting week and remember how awful I looked and felt.  Then I give myself a boot to the ass, and keep going.

It’s just a series of kicks to the ass, this journey is.  Swift, hard kicks.