Yoga-lady

When you toss out your last pair of granny panties.

I'm in a stall with BMI of 26.8!

The first one was right before surgery (VSG) in April. Next is a day ago. 110 lbs, 9 mths.

Today 151 no loss- no gain!,

I am grateful for my BODY -- which -- if it had "personality traits" could be described as patient, loyal, resilient, and... most amazingly .... STRONG! She hung in there for 56 years, lugging me around, making sure I got where I had to go, even it it was less athletic than the other kids or slower than the other adults. Now she is coming into her own!
But truly, I am grateful everyday for so many people and things. Mu primary care doctor; my friends at work who are nothing but supportive; my dog agility club friends who have seen me through thick and hopefully soon, thin; my 2 little poodles who are taking advantage of my improved mobility by dragging me on much longer and faster walks; my parents, sister and her twins who embarrass me daily with the relentless compliments; the helpful words and advice I read on this forum; and drum roll, Tiny Tina herself (my name for my sleeve)!
Ellen

I am thankful for this body. I have abused, improperly fed it, and turned away from it in disgust in the mirror. I am amazed that it lets me now run 5ks, lift weights and now admire it for what it allows me to do.

Ok starting weight 151-
Goal weight 147 this last bit is killing me!

I'm in too my goal is 147- that's 5lbs give it take - thank you for doing this!!!

151.8 didn't make my goal but.... Didn't gain over holidays onward to Valentine's Day
Thank you for doing this-I'm 14 month out and soooo close to goal this helps a lot

Happy new year everyone! I'm still down 95 lbs... did NOT gain over this holiday season... yay me! Really looking forward to 2015 ♡

The same 152- I'll take it ate poorly last couple of days

Do you have days you just look down and it feels like some stuck a pin in you? Or a slow leak in a tire? Something looks/feels so different all of a sudden. I almost feel...small..kind of fragile almost (trust me, I am neither). I notice I'm not comparing myself to a others quite as much. It was unusually warm yesterday and I'm always freezing. I'm outside in jeans and a tee. I didn't feel self conscious it was weird. I didn't go grab something to hide my sagging...I just enjoyed the air!

Merry Christmas to you too!!!

I'm almost 2 years out from surgery and hit my first goal of 185 a year ago. I've been bouncing around 185 for a year and trying everything I could to get in the 170s to my final goal of 173. I thought my body just wanted to be 185 and there was nothing I could do to change that (I'm 5'10"ish). Even with plastic surgery, I didn't lose anything... well, I lost 4 pounds of skin and tissue, but got breast implants and a butt flap implant, so I think the difference was about 0.
Well... the scale is finally moving!! I've gone back to the basics of what I was eating about a month or so out of surgery and doing high intensity interval training 3 times a week. I also had a stomach virus that helped take off the first few pounds. Today I'm 179!!! Going to push really hard to try to make it to 175 by Christmas.
I'm also losing out of all my size 12 jeans and large tops are looking kinda baggy. I love my sleeve!

Same 152 darn!

Same 152 darn!

Boots, boots and more boots! My calves are now small enough to wear any boot I want! Loving my leggings and high boots

Re do just got off the scale 152 I ' ll take it !!!!!

153 no movement this week

It's a different kind of enjoyment.
Before, I thought my "enjoyment" came from the taste of the food that I ate far too fast to really appreciate because I knew what I was doing to myself was so unhealthy. I tended to be a closet eater, sneaking in food when no one was around because I was ashamed of my habits. I "enjoyed" being stuffed but that was immediately followed by the feeling of immense guilt because I was ALWAYS on a diet, and the latest binge just chalked up another failure on my part. How humiliating it was that I couldn't even control what I was putting in my mouth.
Now I truly ENJOY making great choices that have led to a healthier me. I am no longer consumed by thoughts of food and where I will be buying my next meal. I no longer plan out where I am going to stop for a quick snack nor do I have to think about where I am going to stash the trash so no one knows about all the crap I ate all day.
I enjoy meals with my friends and family because I no longer feel all those eyes on me as either the fat woman who is pigging out with her fat friends or the fat woman who ordered just a salad (as if I was fooling anyone with that one!).
I allowed food to take me to a really unhealthy place in life, physically and mentally and now I am back to a place where I want to be for myself and my family.
So yeah, I enjoy food very much. I enjoy being in control of it instead of it being in control of me.

Dec 5---153 !!!!!!

62 lbs down, super happy, feeling amazingly healthy and blessed.

Happy Friday
Nov 28 cw- 154

Warning: a little whine.
I'm so close, yet I feel so far from where I want to be. I just have a few more pounds to lose. I'm sure I could lose it if I got crazy-strict with food, but I want the loss to be sustainable. I've been hanging around the same weight for almost 6 months. It's very frustrating.
Just wanted to vent.
Thanks y'all.

I am 3 years post op, lost 160# and maintaining... transformed in looks and other ways too.
I had something happen the other night that sort of blew me away. I decided to stop at a upscale "taphouse" to sample a fancy holiday brew. I have gone in there before with my sons, but it was just one of those impulse things.
So, i sit at the bar and the place was starting to clear out as the Seahawks game was over. I sat next to what I assumed was a "couple". The bartender started talking to me in a familiar way so I figured he thought i am younger than I am so I mentioned that I had been in a few times with my sons. that shut him down. I use that tack with anyone who looks under about 35.
Anyway, the woman in the "couple" next to me said "I cannot believe you are old enough to have two sons of drinking age". I told her I am 50. She went on to genuinely compliment me that she hopes she looks as good as i do at 50. Then she told me... it was more than looks - it was attitude, comfortable with my self, the way I dressed... my "style"
Then she went on to make sure I knew that the guy she was with was "just a friend". Ha. They invited me to go to dinner with them at a nearby Italian place. I did join them for a glass of wine, but not dinner.
Anyway, I have been reflecting on this because I felt her words were genuine, and I sort of saw myself for a few minutes through the eyes of someone who never saw me obese. Who never knew that even a year ago I would NEVER walk into a taphouse by myself much less sit at the bar. Who never knew that I used to buy clothes based on they at least sorta fit... to now having my own sense of style. My confidence in this new life as a trim person continues to grow.