Earlier this week I did a post about having the modify my Fourth of July goal. I really wanted to hit my 75 pounds, but since that didn’t seem super realistic, I revised my goal to stick to my Weight Watchers points and up my water intake.
As of Monday morning it was beginning to look like I probably wouldn’t make my goal, but instead of eating my way out of it, I kept at it. I did some serious water drinking too. I struggle to get in a bottle of water a day and with my workout routine, my body just stores it. I had promised myself I would drink more water this past week, and I did, but until Monday, I was still not drinking nearly enough.
When I went to bed last night, I went to sleep knowing I had done the best that I could. I knew that no matter what the scale said, I had had a healthy week and let up a little on the importance of the number.
I got up this morning an stepped on the scale thinking it would probably be close. My scale tends to allow me about a pound more than the scale at my Weight Watchers meetings so I had set a goal of 185 by my scale (I’d need 187 by theirs). I held my breath and looked down and saw a 184.4 staring back at me! What?! I weighed myself 3 more times just to make sure.
Somehow I managed (more than likely thanks to the water) to lose 5.1 pounds this week! I was in total shock. It doesn’t seem possible that about 9-10 months ago, I was walking around at more than 262 pounds. I go into a store to try on clothes and hold them up thinking there’s no way they will fit, and they do. I’m wearing the same size I wore in high school, but more important, I’m healthier than I have been in years.
I didn’t make it to my Weight Watchers meeting to get my washer for my key chain. Money was tight this week and I had no wheels to get there, but you better believe next week, I’ll be there ready to celebrate!