It's almost starting to feel like my most favorite time of the year. Yay autumn!!! All that crap earlier in my blog about enjoying the summer? Yeah, well, that's over. Once we had 4+ weeks of 105+ degrees here on the sun, I was completely over it and started hating summer and heat once again. It's good to be back to normal :)
I am discovering more and more that the human body (or at least mine) is a strange thing. I mean, how can a person lose 5 pounds on the scale and not feel any difference in the way their clothing fits, then lose 1 pound and go down 2 dress sizes? That has happened to me several times since surgery. Take last week, for example. I only lost 1 pound at my weekly weigh-in, but when I went to get dressed for Mass last Saturday night, I literally had nothing to wear. I had several church-appropriate tops in the closet that were a bit too snug the last time I had tried them on (seemingly just a couple of weeks ago), and when I put them on that night, each one looked like a freaking tent on me. I mean they were ridiculous to the point that I could not wear them without looking like I was wearing a moo-moo. So I eventually settled on the least ridiculous looking one and still felt like I was wearing a maternity shirt all night. Then today I weigh in and discover that I've lost 5 pounds since last Monday, but my clothes only got a little bit looser. It's all good, it's just weird how pound loss and mass loss don't always mean the same thing. In any event, my total is now 111.5 pounds and I'm only about 10 pounds away from my original goal. And that's another thing. Being tall makes a HUGE difference when it comes to how much weight you can hide. No one believed I was almost 300 pounds last year, and everyone now says that I shouldn't lose any more weight or I'll be too thin. But according to the chart at the doctor's office, my "goal" weight should be 150 pounds, which means I need to lose 25 more. I am okay with where I am right now and if I never lost another pound, I'd feel great. It's just funny to me that when people say I am going to look too thin if I keep losing, and I tell them what the AMA thinks my goal weight should be, they look at me like I'm going to wither away and die if I even try to reach that. I'm not trying, but if it happens, it happens, and I'll be fine. I will never worry about being too thin because there will always be plenty of extra inches on me, and gravity isn't doing me any favors, either. (I guess if anyone tells me I'm looking too thin, I'll threaten to disrobe and clear up the matter tout de suite)
~k
