Will be here tomorrow after 11:30am

Congratulations

Thank you!

If you're new to running' date=' definitely start with the Couch-to-5K Zombies, Run! app. It's a very slow and gentle transition from walking to running. Definitely doable![/quote']

Just finished week 1....sadly, the longest I've ever stuck with a couch to 5-K! And my butt still hurts!

HW 312, pre-op (lap-band) 294, pre-op (RNY) 255, surgery date 2/11/13, goal weight 154, current weight 221.6

A new milestone for me today, I'm under 190!! When the scales said 188 it almost didn't feel real. I'm so happy I made the decision to have surgery.

Surgery date 2/6/13, 224lbs, current weight 188, goal weight 130

Oh, wow! Congratulations!!!

Just finished week 1....sadly, the longest I've ever stuck with a couch to 5-K! And my butt still hurts!

HW 312, pre-op (lap-band) 294, pre-op (RNY) 255, surgery date 2/11/13, goal weight 154, current weight 221.6

Yaaaay!!!!! Keep up the good work, girl!

I hate when my mind and body are NOT on the same page. I want to work extra hours and my body says... Ummm ... How about today we throw up every single thing we drink or eat! That sounds FUN! Each day I feel more normal , but right when I start thinking things are all down hill from here I get a day like this. Just frustrating :/ tomorrow is another day and I know it will be a good one I just really really hate to miss work because I feel crumby I am SO happy to hear that everyone is doing well though , gives me extra hope

I hate when my mind and body are NOT on the same page. I want to work extra hours and my body says... Ummm ... How about today we throw up every single thing we drink or eat! That sounds FUN! Each day I feel more normal , but right when I start thinking things are all down hill from here I get a day like this. Just frustrating :/ tomorrow is another day and I know it will be a good one I just really really hate to miss work because I feel crumby I am SO happy to hear that everyone is doing well though , gives me extra hope

Hang in there, hon! We all have our days. I felt like that all weekend. It's like my stomach decided that everything I was eating was rocks. Ugh. You've been such a good sport through all your ordeals in the early days!

True confession time:

I actually *gained* two pounds back. Or that's what the scale says. I'm probably just retaining water because I've been cheating with salty snacks and not getting enough to drink to flush it through.

So anyway, I had a heart-to-heart with myself today. "Self," I asked myself, "what gives with all the crazy wrong eating? The bag of jaw breakers you bought the other day, the popcorn and chips at work, the TWO cookies?! What--are you *trying* not to lose weight?!"

... and the answer came to me crystal clear. "Of course."

I think something snapped when everybody, and I mean EVERYBODY from the hair dresser to the check-out lady at the grocery store, to the housekeeping staff at work comments on my weight loss. No matter how nice or supportive it is, it's flipping overwhelming. Then there's the trip to the Cities last weekend (that's Minneapolis/St Paul for you non-midwesterners) and hitting four consignment/Savers type stores and loading up on clothes, some of which already feel loose (yes, even with the 2-lb weight gain). And finally, I'm sure taking all my "fat clothes" to a resale shop here was the last straw. I'm "shrinking" as one coworker put it, and I just want it to stop for a while. I want to catch my breath and get used to being this size before I get smaller.

I look at my poor daughter, 15, who weighs what I did a year ago, and it's shocking. Was I *really* that big? I was! And now I'm tiny compared to her, and I could shop from the regular women's sizes at the store, and I ran two miles with no pain or shortness of breath, and the whole thing is just a little bit too much.

This realization has put me back on track somewhat. I've bought my own high-protein snacks for work so I'm not tempted by the starches (which, BTW, make me nauseously gassy) and I'm indulging in canned fruit when I want to get my fill of sweets, but I need support. I need you all to reassure me that we will get through this together, because going from a size 22 to fitting --tight, but zipping up!-- into a pair of Misses size 16 pants in just two months is making me a little crazy.

Love you all, and hope to hear from you. If you're experiencing anything like this, please share!

True confession time:

I actually *gained* two pounds back. Or that's what the scale says. I'm probably just retaining water because I've been cheating with salty snacks and not getting enough to drink to flush it through.

So anyway' date=' I had a heart-to-heart with myself today. "Self," I asked myself, "what gives with all the crazy wrong eating? The bag of jaw breakers you bought the other day, the popcorn and chips at work, the TWO cookies?! What--are you *trying* not to lose weight?!"

... and the answer came to me crystal clear. "Of course."

I think something snapped when everybody, and I mean EVERYBODY from the hair dresser to the check-out lady at the grocery store, to the housekeeping staff at work comments on my weight loss. No matter how nice or supportive it is, it's flipping overwhelming. Then there's the trip to the Cities last weekend (that's Minneapolis/St Paul for you non-midwesterners) and hitting four consignment/Savers type stores and loading up on clothes, some of which already feel loose (yes, even with the 2-lb weight gain). And finally, I'm sure taking all my "fat clothes" to a resale shop here was the last straw. I'm "shrinking" as one coworker put it, and I just want it to stop for a while. I want to catch my breath and get used to being this size before I get smaller.

I look at my poor daughter, 15, who weighs what I did a year ago, and it's shocking. Was I *really* that big? I was! And now I'm tiny compared to her, and I could shop from the regular women's sizes at the store, and I ran two miles with no pain or shortness of breath, and the whole thing is just a little bit too much.

This realization has put me back on track somewhat. I've bought my own high-protein snacks for work so I'm not tempted by the starches (which, BTW, make me nauseously gassy) and I'm indulging in canned fruit when I want to get my fill of sweets, but I need support. I need you all to reassure me that we will get through this together, because going from a size 22 to fitting --tight, but zipping up!-- into a pair of Misses size 16 pants in just two months is making me a little crazy.

Love you all, and hope to hear from you. If you're experiencing anything like this, please share![/quote']

Wow! I love your honesty. Don't worry... You have our support. You already know the answers but it doesn't hurt to ask the questions. It can be tough with the "world" watching our weight loss. Sometimes I just want everyone to be quiet already and not point out how much I've lost. Other time I'm thinking hey, nobody noticed I went down two sizes!!! I think once things even out and both the world and ourselves get use to our new bodies ... Life will be calm once again.. Keep your wheels on girl!

True confession time:

I actually *gained* two pounds back. Or that's what the scale says. I'm probably just retaining water because I've been cheating with salty snacks and not getting enough to drink to flush it through.

So anyway' date=' I had a heart-to-heart with myself today. "Self," I asked myself, "what gives with all the crazy wrong eating? The bag of jaw breakers you bought the other day, the popcorn and chips at work, the TWO cookies?! What--are you *trying* not to lose weight?!"

... and the answer came to me crystal clear. "Of course."

I think something snapped when everybody, and I mean EVERYBODY from the hair dresser to the check-out lady at the grocery store, to the housekeeping staff at work comments on my weight loss. No matter how nice or supportive it is, it's flipping overwhelming. Then there's the trip to the Cities last weekend (that's Minneapolis/St Paul for you non-midwesterners) and hitting four consignment/Savers type stores and loading up on clothes, some of which already feel loose (yes, even with the 2-lb weight gain). And finally, I'm sure taking all my "fat clothes" to a resale shop here was the last straw. I'm "shrinking" as one coworker put it, and I just want it to stop for a while. I want to catch my breath and get used to being this size before I get smaller.

I look at my poor daughter, 15, who weighs what I did a year ago, and it's shocking. Was I *really* that big? I was! And now I'm tiny compared to her, and I could shop from the regular women's sizes at the store, and I ran two miles with no pain or shortness of breath, and the whole thing is just a little bit too much.

This realization has put me back on track somewhat. I've bought my own high-protein snacks for work so I'm not tempted by the starches (which, BTW, make me nauseously gassy) and I'm indulging in canned fruit when I want to get my fill of sweets, but I need support. I need you all to reassure me that we will get through this together, because going from a size 22 to fitting --tight, but zipping up!-- into a pair of Misses size 16 pants in just two months is making me a little crazy.

Love you all, and hope to hear from you. If you're experiencing anything like this, please share![/quote']

I got nothing....just know we're here for you and NOBODY expects you to conquer this overnight. I don't THINK I'm self sabotaging....but as the girl that's been fat her entire life I find myself struggling to believe the compliments. I mean, I haven't lost that much weight compared to so many of you....my nurse walked behind me Friday and ran her hand across my back and said oh my God, you're just shrinking right before our eyes!!!! Well...no...I've lost som, but I'm not shrinking right before your eyes. I know they all mean well, but after 40 years of fat girl jokes it's hard to believe the skinny comments

We'll get there, on our own crazy journeys, we'll get there!

HW 312, pre-op (lap-band) 294, pre-op (RNY) 255, surgery date 2/11/13, goal weight 154, current weight 221.6

Sometimes if its someone you know and you now they aren't being mean my Psy says just say thank you it could be there way of encouragement even though we don't see it that way I now sometimes it makes you feel bad but any loss is good and you will see it but others see it before we do just keep up your good work and know your not alone in feeling this way cause we all do

I concur with all of u. Glad we have this forum but i don't think that I am going to be smaller even though I am losing. I don't work out though I know I should. Sometimes my body is in such pain all I do is stay in bed.... Thank God for y'all!!

Hw 245; Pre-Op(RNY) 225.6; Surg Date 2/26; CW 198.4....GW 145

Right with you all. I will be 8 weeks post surgery Thursday. Weight at beginning was 291. Now 247. I have gotten nice compliments from a few folks. I am doing better at saying "thank you".

I don't feel like I look different.

But last night I had a mental victory. My aunt passed away after a long illness last week and the funeral is tomorrow. I have not seen my cousins since my grandmothers funeral 10 years. I weighed about 270 then.

I was trying on clothes last night and nothing fit! So I bought a dress from kohls in 2x. It looks nice and is not tight.

My daughter who weighs 240 but has tight skin, left me some jeans and skirts in size 20. Omg! They fit! Tight like the 24s fit before surgery.

It was eye opening. I do look different and I like it more than I thought. I never want to go back to seam busting size 24.

So, here's what I think. Be kind to yourself. Your body is not failing you.

I have never felt more full of energy-even though I am only sleeping 6 hours and eat 600-700 calories. I am not plagued with migraines. I feel like I did when I was in college nearly 40 years ago.

I'm saying "thank you" I used to ignore compliments just let them slip right by. My husband reminded me of how rude it was to not acknowledge someone's praise or compliment. We may not feel our best or even think we deserve the compliment but should suck it up and say thank you.....I've been a fat baby, child, adolescent and adult. Some people start off thin/lean and become fat over time/years for whatever reasons and some like myself never knew what it was like to be a little svelte. I was always supported by my parents, always told no matter what size you are you can look nice and dress nice. So I did. My biggest 250, size 22. Always received compliments then, I think maybe confidence?. Now 194 size 14 compliments are still rolling in I'm still saying THANK YOU but know I'm liking what I see in the mirror more everyday......HANG IN THERE FABULOUS FEB YOU LOOK MARVELOUS.

I'm getting lumpy. Lol

I have Lymphedema and my therapist said its important to wear compression garments it will help shrink and mold or fat I have had my legs wrapped and lost 30% in them it helps to lose fluid in them. I wear underarmor compression long sleeve shirts to help my batwings it really makes a difference. My therapist is the one who told me about my Surgeon because she had started working with him to help his patience with swelling and skin issues