It has been one year today since I changed my eating (high protein/gluten free/no sugar)
for my ulcerative coilitis. And, since I am a self-diagnosed scale whore and weigh myself daily, I know that I have lost exactly 28.4 pounds in this year.
My first thought of course is a negative one…A year is a long time, and that isn’t much weight to lose. I still have 10-15 pounds to get to my goal range.
So, I get out my calculator and look at it in different ways…
I lost 2.367 pounds every month this year.
I lost .547 pounds every week this year.
I lost .078 pounds every day this year.
If you wanna know the hours/minutes/seconds, text me.
Does that even matter? I put my calculator away and look at in different ways…I can now fit into clothes I coudn’t. I ran a 5K, and a 10K. I can see and feel my muscles. (I have a six pack…it is just under a layer of fat. a smaller layer than one year ago.) I have lost almost 20 inches. My stomach issues are gone for the most part. I am in complete remission. I got my box gap back. (previous blog post…) I can do some pretty awesome arm balances. I can lead a zumba class of women for an hour. (talking and dancing) I can do a lot of push ups. (the boy ones) I can do a split.
I feel strong. I am strong.
“You have to stay in shape. My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She is 97 today and we don’t know where the hell she is.”