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New weight loss



The mental relief new weight loss brings…..there is nothing like it.  Previously low was 188.  This morning I’m 187.76.  I’m wearing my size 12 jeans, muffin top and all, and just wearing a big shirt to hide it.  My legs, butt, hips have all been a size 12 for a while now…..it’s my abdomen where 90% of my loose skin is that doesn’t cooperate with that size.

I was blessed with having good legs, but they are on the smaller size as far as weight….so often I have to buy pants based on my waist size, but then my legs and butt are loose.  A shame, really…but that’s just how my body is.  Perhaps as I lose more it will be better.  It will never be great…I don’t have an hourglass figure as it is….my waist to hip ratio has always been slight….which means I’m an apple shape which is the worst for potential heart issues, as we know.  The good news is I’m doing everything I can to ensure my future health, and that is all any of us can do.

The further away from “cheats” the easier it gets mentally.  I don’t know why that is, but it is.

It’s also amazing that when I’m in weight loss, and I’m not having a hard day I want to get to 160, but when I’m having a hard time I’m ok with 170.  Perhaps I should meet in the middle and just say the goal is 165.

Perhaps I should just not worry about the number, and simply be grateful I’m in weight loss (the diet works people!).

Over and out.  Rock on today and every day!

Time to celebrate


On May 30th, 2012 I began my last diet.  I weighed 304.9 pounds.  I was on 2 medicines for high triglycerides and 1 for high blood pressure.  I used a CPAP machine at night for sleep apnea.  I was personally miserable.  Subjected to discrimination,  I was the 300 pound invisible woman.  I was wearing plus sized/women’s size 3x clothes and a size 28W jeans.  I sweat like a fountain.  I took over-the-counter meds daily for acid reflux.  My knees were tender going down stairs, so I avoided using stairs whenever possible.  I did not wear heels, or skirts/dresses.  I was a ticking time-bomb of severe, debilitating health issues.

On May 30th, 2013 I’m still on the diet.  I weighed in this morning at 188.4 pounds.  I’m on no meds for high triglycerides or blood pressure.  I no longer need the CPAP machine.  I’m personally quite happy.  I get better treatment in public, and men make eye contact with me now.  I wear ladies size L/XL, and a size 12/14 pants.  I only sweat now when it’s a high dew point and I’m active.  I only have to take an over-the-counter acid reflux medicine when I’ve had too much indulgence (rarely).  My knees are no longer tender, and I participated in the Fight for Air Stair Climb in March.  Today I’m wearing heels and a skirt.

I’m no longer a ticking time-bomb of severe, debilitating health issues.

Best of all, I’ve proven to myself that I can do anything.  I’m no longer a worry to myself, my family, or my friends.

So today, at 116.5 pounds lighter than one year ago, I celebrate.  I’m celebrating by going to work and wearing fun, girly clothing, with good hair and makeup.  I’m celebrating by going to my weekly weigh-in.  I’m celebrating by eating completely on my plan (because I still have a bit more weight I want to lose), and I’m celebrating by continuing to share my journey with you.

Many times I’ve mentioned thanks in my blog, and today will be no different.  I’m eternally grateful to the following people (in no particular order):

  • my mom and dad
  • my extended family
  • my friends (especially Kyle, Sandhya, David, Katie, Jenn, Jenn, Jenn, Mike, Kim, Sharon, Gus, Brian, Kevin, Sade, Lynda, Sarah & family, Euretha, Sue, the Call Someone Who Cares Singers, Megan, and Terri)
  • Suzanne with Ideal Protein
  • my boyfriend, Steve, who thinks I’m beautiful inside and out and tells me all the time
  • the Sparkpeople Ideal Protein community
  • you (my stalkers)

I don’t know what the future holds, as I know the next year I will begin maintenance and that new phase of my life.  But I do know one thing for certain….I will never, hear me now, NEVER weigh over 200 pounds again.  And I put this in writing because I feel 100% about my ability to never get to such a dark place that I will let myself.  I will have slips.  I will have down times.  I will have times I eat for comfort.  I will have times I have to slay the dragon.  But I know for sure that I will always reign it in within 10 pounds.  I have a great support network that will help keep me accountable, and I will continue to rely on them, as well as rely on myself.

Because after all, I’ve lost 116.5 pounds.  I can do anything.

And so can you.

The climb

2013 Chicago Fight for Air Climb

2013 Chicago Fight for Air Climb

Celebrating after the 2013 Chicago Fight for Air Climb

Celebrating after the 2013 Chicago Fight for Air Climb

Today was the day for my first “official” fitness challenge for 2013 in my new body and for my new life.  3 of us climbed one tower of the Presidential Towers in downtown Chicago at 10:15am local time (and today we “sprung forward” for daylight savings time, so it felt like 9:15am).  We had 2 who did not show up for whatever reason, and 1 showed up for moral support after spraining her ankle a week ago.

One building was 45 floors and it was not that bad!!!  We climbed as a team, and waited for the slowest of us, and found victory together!  It was a very well-organized event, and the volunteers were incredible!  Our team raised almost $1400 (and you can pretty much say double that with many doing a corporate match).

One funny thing was some of the men from the show Chicago Fire climbed up as well, and they were right behind us and passed us at one point.  I didn’t realize it was them until some women ahead of us were very excited and told me.  I just knew they were really good looking men!  LOL!

It took us just under 20 minutes to do one building, and next year I’m going to do more.  It was soooo fun, and was for such a great cause!  A year ago I would have never been able to do it, and I did it today with only a bit of perspiration on my brow!


Happy 199 Day


What?  You don’t celebrate 199 Day? You don’t even know what 199 Day is?  Let me share with you what I know it to be.

The last time I weighed anything with a “1” as the starting number I was in college.  I remember vividly standing in the 3rd floor bathroom of the SAI house at 720 Emerson St, Evanston, IL weighing myself on one of those old school manual scales where you have to move the thingie over from 100 to 150 to 200 to 250, etc…and weighing in the mid-190’s (after losing some weight…maybe 10 pounds) and saying (out loud mind you) that “I will never weigh in the 200’s again”.  Ah, the hopes and dreams of a 20-21 year old.

So here today, on January 8th, 6 days before I turn 39, I am 199.5.  The first time in 18-19 years I’ve had a “1” as my starting digit.  That, my friends, is 199 Day.

As of 199 Day I’ve lost 105.4 pounds.  This means (do the math) on May 30th, 2012 I began my journey at a very unhealthy 304.9 pounds.  There.  I said it.

Some thanks to the following:

  1. Ideal Protein & Dr. Tranh – may God bless Dr. Tranh and his development team.  They put together a HEALTHY program that really works.  This program is a true God-send for anyone like me with a food addiction.
  2. My Ideal Protein Coach, Suzanne Janusz, at the Palatine, IL office of WomanCare.  Her calm, genuine, and knowledgeable support has made all the difference.
  3. My Ideal Protein Sparkpeople community forum.  May the person who came up with the recipe for turning IP Cereal into pancakes win the Powerball and live out the rest of their days on a private island, should they choose to.  These folks on this forum have been a second form of therapy for me, in every way.  I’m eternally grateful.
  4. My mom & dad, for supporting me my entire life, but especially during the last 7.5 months.  They went through “weird food Thanksgiving” and “non-traditional Christmas” and have themselves lost 15-ish pounds (mom) and 50-ish pounds (dad), and have lengthened their lives and improved it immensely.
  5. My work friends.  You deserve a medal for all of the high-octane crabby days, and endless whining of me saying “Another potluck, really????”.  Your support has been tremendous, and I will forever be in your debt.
  6. My work spouse, who has given me faith in men, and shown me such loving, brotherly support along my journey.  Your funny, encouraging comments along the way “eat a hamburger”, etc…have given me support in ways I can’t even express.  My cool “100” patch for when I hit that milestone, and the support that you and your real spouse will run with me during my first 5k is a blessing in my life.
  7. All of my friends from work & “real life”….there is not one of you….NOT ONE OF YOU…who has even subconsciously tried to sabotage me.  Your support of my feeling comfortable in only 3 restaurants (give or take) has been fabulous.  Speaking of which….
  8. The staff of the Outback Steakhouse in Buffalo Grove, IL.  You know you frequent a place when they recognize you.  Thanks for dealing with all of my different food requests.
  9. Freya Taylor, author of “Suddenly Skinny: A Weight Loss Survival Guide”.  I’ve read your book over and over like it’s my job.  I quote it, and have lived it.
  10. Brian.  For treating me like a queen.  And being ecstatic when I won the weigh-off.
  11. Gus. For your support, including letting me win the weigh-off.
  12. My FB friends for being SOOOO virtually supportive.  Reading my posts along my journey, “liking” posts and pics, and giving me comments of encouragement have given me another form of support and accountability.
  13. Many others.  To be continued.

I’m writing this like I’ve met my final goal.  My final weight goal is somewhere between 160-180.  But I now believe with my entire being that the real goal is living life to the fullest, healthiest way possible.

Love to everyone on this day, 199 Day.  How will you celebrate?  It’s a work day for me (it’s not a National Holiday, especially because no one knew when it would be), and I’m going home and cooking a fabulous, on-plan dinner.  That, and not stepping on the scale for several days.