BY REQUEST
10 March 2003
Olivia requested that I post my beginning and current photos here, the day before
my next weigh-in, so here they are:
 
The current outfit is the one I wore to the
dinner last night--black velour pants. It turned out to be the perfect thing.
But I have to admit...the old girl doesn't look half
bad these days. Looking at those two pictures is definitely enough to keep me going.
Also, sitting here at my desk and bending over to pick up something I dropped on
the floor is enough to keep me going. Tying my shoes in public is enough to keep me
going. Knowing that sox with elasticized tops no longer leave deep dents in my fat
calves is enough to keep me going.
It's amazing when I look at those two pictures to think
that I still have difficulties with certain foods. I guess I just have to accept
that I always will.
This week has been a good one, though, eating-wise.
Well, except for the fancy dinner last night (I did say yes to the
macadamia cheesecake and the mai tai). But I've also done more bike riding, I've
added aerobics, and I've gotten serious about the eating plan most days.
Since this is--I keep saying this--a lifestyle change, I think "most
days" is just fine. There is no "goal" in my mind. The
"goal" is to retain the progress I've made and add to it.
It was wonderful yesterday to go through
Gottschalk's fat lady department and buy clothes (incredible sale--I got the velour pants
and the top I'm wearing above, a jacket, and a pair of casual pants and top [designed for
the "sportswoman"...I smiled at that] and when I got to the cash register and
had my purchases rung up, I had spent $48. No, that's not a typo. $48.
Now that's a sale!). But I could pick out sizes--not the
largest sizes--and be confident they'd fit. They all did. The pants and top that I
bought were kind of an afterthought. I passed a sale rack where things had been
marked down, and an additional 70% was being taken off at the counter. I didn't even
try them on. I knew my size. And they fit.
When I think how many years I've gone without buying
things because I hate looking at myself in the dressing room mirrors--and when I often
couldn't find things that fit even in the fat lady department.
Oh, I'm not ready for "normal" sizes by a
long shot--but I am definitely no longer self-conscious to walk into a clothing store and
try something on.
Will I have lost on Tuesday? I don't care.
The thing I care about is how I did during this week--and I did well. If Saturday's
dinner keeps me from losing, well, no big deal. My enthusiasm is renewed (and the
photo above didn't exactly discourage me either!)
As for the dinner, it was great fun. A
fund-raising roast for one of the local doctors. I love sneaking into these
expensive things for free. I was there as the official photographer, so I didn't
have to pay $60, but got all the goodies anyway. The pictures aren't steller, but I
couldn't pass up a photo op to take a picture of my current boss with my former boss:
Unfortunately, I didn't manage to lure the psychiatrist over to get into
the photo as well, but I did click on him as he and his wife entered the hall for dinner.
So there you have it. I'm feeling very good at present. Life
is good. And I'm going to not one, but two WeightWatchers meetings this
week--my regular one, and one in Sacramento with a friend, since Dr. G will be off
on vacation for a couple of days and I can take a couple of hours out for a meeting 20
miles away...and I'd like to see how the other half lives!
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