The way back

Have you ever found yourself standing on your scale at 3 a.m. With no clothes on, (to reduce drag) to try and summit of a new century mark, albeit the lesser?

I have been at 201 for ten days. My first stall...yay. It's been frustrating, but I understand why. My body is tired of losing weight I think. I'm locked into my food plan, with no blips at all. None. My kids say it is time for me to start eating more, but I have no desire to.

I was feeling really puny last week, pity pot stuff. I was tired of my plates being kids plates. Teenage mutant ninja effing turtles! 8 months now. I mentioned it one night last week. So, last night before dinner, I'm on my inversion table and my wife says it's time for dinner. So I go in the kitchen and we all have children's plates! It's was sweet for them to do this.

All is still going great guys, I am amazed everyday on this journey by some new event. Either with myself, or one of my OH family. Thank you for that.

Gary,

You are doing great & look fantastic!

I too am tired of the smaller plates, the same meals, the food scale.  Like you, I am humbled by the weight loss.  I feel incredible.  I am no longer tired.  Now, I have to reach deep within my soul to muster up the courage & determination to reach my goal of 160 pounds. I am very goal oriented and it keeps me focused. I only compete with myself. To me, weighing 165 is not reaching goal-- 160 is goal. 

Keep pushing and moving forward one day at a time.  Your posts seem to come at the "right" time and provide me with encouragement. For this, I thank you.

Then I, my dear, have done exactly what I wanted to do. Somewhere in this journey, my zest for life and living has returned. I feel foolish for ever forgetting how LUCKY we all are to even be alive, on earth, in America, in 2016.

I know this. I am going to live every day like it's my last. I am going to have fun again. I accept this

I was once an Eagle, I became a Vulture. I will NEVER be able to be an Eagle again, I accept this. But, I will make sure my children get their chance to become Eagles themselves. They will fly.

I spent my lunch hour yesterday, watching this spider making a web. I was brought to tears of humility watching this spider using every ounce of what it had to make itself ready to hold onto life for one more day. I am becoming whole again. Only because life is arbitrary, is this even possible.

And one day, I will die and my atoms will never remember they once made me. I accept this.

Gary - stay off the scale for a week.  It's just teasing you.

IMHO - At 3am - Journey is the best band to listen to - F$#% the scale, get your headphones out and ROCK THAT WEIGHT OFF, BABY!!!!

I'm so glad you got home safe and sound. I'm glad you're my friend Sharon.

Time for some new plates. :)  Seriously - we have Corelle luncheon plates that are the exact same size as our dinner plates.  I'm pre-op so please take all I say with a grain of salt... but maybe you need to shake it up a bit- try some new recipes, some foods you haven't had before. Good luck.

I adore your posts Gary!  

I don't stare at my scale at 3am but I do at 5am 

Listen can we talk (say in your best Joan Rivers voice), look how friggin far you have come!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG its amazing!  

You are doing everything right and you need to be kind to yourself and pat yourself on the back for all of you hard work and sticking to plan.

Your family Rocks, I am so glad you have them in your life 

Oh and how I see the the "small plates" well you said they have Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on them, so really what your family is saying to you is YOU are their "SUPER HERO", plain and simple

I want you to know something Daisy. This post most likely saved my life today. God works in funny ways sometimes. Thank you. You are the most positive person here and it was timed perfectly. I'm going through a really rough time right now, and I'm going to try and face it in a positive way like I know you would. 

You're are a great voice in this place, and you provide an excellent example of personal conduct through adversity. It helps more than you'll ever know. 

Thank you Gary for you wonderful, kind words. It means a lot to me that I can bring some sunshine to your day. I am sorry you are going through a rough time, I am here for you you want to chat.

Yes God does work in mysterious ways, and you need to know that your OH "family" has your back.

I hope you have a better afternoon and that there are bright skies in your future.  Sending big HUGS my friend 

What a sad face 

This is normal Gary, your body and mind is saying WTH are you doing and fights us all the way.  I went from 330 to 145 and then it stopped. I was eating the same, moving the same and my weight loss stopped for 9 weeks. Don't want to freak you out but it's the truth.  I changed up my food, how I was exercising and yes, started eating more. I worked with my surgeon's staff nut, but really it was all me.  I broke it down to really small goals as my mind would explode if I kept count of all the days/weeks I was not losing.

For example, I would make it a goal to eat right for breakfast, check, lunch, check, dinner, check, snacks, check.  Instead of lifting weights 5 days a week I changed to 3 and started swimming, check.  So at the end of the day I KNEW I had done all I needed to lose, even if the scales were not moving. As a matter of fact my husband hid the scales from me.  I concentrated on how my clothes fit and how strong I felt.

Mentally, it was hard. I have to tell you it was my before and afters that got me through this rough patch. I had taken before and afters every month.  Printed, and put them on the fridge and in my bathroom.  It was a reminder how far I had come and how close I was.

After the 9 weeks the scales started moving again and I felt such an accomplishment getting over the mountain of flying so high and surviving the crash and burn of my body wanting my fat self back.

My weight loss never stopped until I hit 114 (yes I typed 114) and I had a body fat of 15% (awww the good old days).  I had to increase my cals weekly by 500 to get the weight loss to stop.

So, my friend...it's OK to feel this way.  Throw a one day pity party (no bad foods) and get on with it!!!!

Hugs,  

Kathy