What's Your Most Recent NSV

...weird non scale victory. Wore one of the pants i bought from boxing day to work today, and they are quite a bit more form fitting than anything I would have worn before. I appear to have quite a butt in pants. It's like a lady butt. It's just out there...are women into this even? Huh. Puberty 2.0.

My brain was mush today and I was feeling quite sorry for myself for various reasons. However I had some wins:

- I went for both a lunchtime and evening-commute walk which brings my steps to 10300 today. My average in 2019 was 4790per day, so far Jan avg is 7100/day. Goal is to have at least one month this year with a 10K/day average.
- Instead of buying All The Snacks (crazy selection of nuts in a new-to-me store) I exercised my lack of decision making power by buying none.
- Even though my tummy was rumbling I did yoga before dinner

1 big and 1 REALLY BIG ONE...

#1. Pulled out the ole Leslie Sansone Walk Strong dvd...I used to do this one when I was obese and overweight and it was tough, but I could get thru it. I used to LOVE this one, because it's an interval training/cross training on a mini-scale (low impact for sure) with a stretchie band --nothing tough, but you will sweat a bit and feel it nicely. Anyway, pulled that bad boy out and it was WONDERFUL. It's a two mile BUT, you stop and your muscle work in-between 2 brisk walks. I remember I hated to do the squats on this one so much, it was so hard AND I used to hate the holding your arms up while doing kick-backs...NO PROBLEM AT ALL NOW--yet, again, I felt it and it felt GOOD--I LOVE Leslie Sansone so MUCH! So, that's number one. I didn't do any "formal" exercising to get down to the size I am now (from 219.8lbs/size 22w to 134.0lbs size 6/8), and I've been desiring to do a wee bit of formal exercise for the past few days and BAM--mission accomplished.

#2. (THE BIG ONE)
My beloved handsome best friend hubby was watching me, and he said..."WOW--you're her (Leslie's) size now".
SAY WHAT?!???!!!!? When I was obese and overweight, my FORMALLY (what I deceived myself into believing was) my IMPOSSIBLE DREAM figure/body was Leslie's. I ALWAYS used to tell myself and others that Leslie Sansone's body/shape was EXACTLY what I wanted and for my husband to casually tell me that ( I got her figure now), sent me to the moon (but NOT during the exercises though --but AFTERWARDS, I hugged and kissed and thanked him profusely for sharing that with me. "You're down to her size"He said "you are" ...I thought to myself for real--then thought...FOR REALZ--YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Seriously, mere words can NOT express the joy/delight/humilty I feel--Thank you Lord and BOOM!!!!!!!!!!

P.S.--uhhhhhhhh. ummmmmmmmmmm...The answer is WOW and YES and BAM!

Recently spent entire day at medical center getting remaining pre-op work done. A few times, med staff looked me up & down, then launched into lecturing me about what to eat for random micronutrients, because "you probably are not getting enough of it". O rly? Each time I very politely lectured back - pulled out my phone, and quoted my daily & weekly goals/averages, and cited sources for why my intake is stellar

It felt very, very good to prove that appearances are not everything 😁

Lol at the various above comments, I saw a Disagree on my decision to run a race, and I was like, "...wha...? Maybe they're disagreeing about the humidity part?" Then I noticed all the other disagrees with everyone else. I feel sorry for people who rain on others' parades, if that's the case.

Anyways!! I came down with a touch of the plague (I'm exaggerating - but I was very miserable!), but it's cleared up quickly and although I am not ready to resume my workout routine, I have an appetite and energy to go grocery shopping. I made some great choices at the stores today! And I weighed myself this morning and was down a whole bunch. I know it's totally not real (just from not eating hardly anything for three days) but seeing that temporarily-deflated number motivated me a lot. I know I can get there. This sickness was sort of like a 'detox' and I feel actually kind of refreshed and ready to make good progress now! I still need another day or two to completely rest my body but I feel in a healthy mindset and in a great place to resume control.

Student said I looked like I was in my twenties and my actual age is 44. Her mouth dropped to her chin and her eyes bugged out when I told her my age.

So, me and my scales have been not on speaking terms this week. It's one of those weeks where the fecking thing refuses to budge, despite the fact that I KNOW I'm at a deficit 'cause I'm trackin' everything and my weighing scales just lives on the counter now 'cause there's no point whatsoever in chucking it in the cupboard only to take it out again in a few minutes.

(Especially since it doesn't weigh enough for that to count as resistance work..)

It's not as if I don't know full-well that there's a ton of very good reasons for this. I'm a month in to this, so the time of water-weight pounds just whooooshing right off me is over: I'm into the long, boring slog of it. And I've upped my intensity in the weights room and again, I know full-well that that lovely ache in my glutes the day after a heavy session at the squat rack is gonna come with my body holding onto, oh, pounds of water for as long as it damn well pleases.

Still, I'm always gonna huff at the scales when, for the sixth day running, the fecking thing hasn't budged a single ounce in any direction. I may know why but, damnit, I like it when I get to punch in the smaller number and watch the line on the graph edge downward. It's nice.

And so, this morning, I was giving the scales my filthiest glare after the wee fecker was holding the same line it's been insisting on all week. But fine. FINE.

...and then I put on my jeans, tie up my belt, put on my top and as I'm adjusting my top... HEY WAIT A SECOND.

The scales may be deliberately trying to wind me up. But no matter how the scales try to mess with me, nobody can deny my belt cheerfully and effortlessly closing one loop further in the right direction

Me and my scales are officially no longer friends. My belt is my new BFF

Eoghan_91 wrote: »

Feeling bones where I couldn't before is a nice one. Shows I am making progress

I also relate! I have hip bones and bones in my shoulders and it's amazing.

MySlimGoals wrote: »

BeGrandLike wrote: »

Still, I'm always gonna huff at the scales when, for the sixth day running, the fecking thing hasn't budged a single ounce in any direction. I may know why but, damnit, I like it when I get to punch in the smaller number and watch the line on the graph edge downward. It's nice.

And so, this morning, I was giving the scales my filthiest glare after the wee fecker was holding the same line it's been insisting on all week. But fine. FINE.

...and then I put on my jeans, tie up my belt, put on my top and as I'm adjusting my top... HEY WAIT A SECOND.

The scales may be deliberately trying to wind me up. But no matter how the scales try to mess with me, nobody can deny my belt cheerfully and effortlessly closing one loop further in the right direction

Me and my scales are officially no longer friends. My belt is my new BFF

So I think you have the same problem with your scales that many brands have. The thing is it has a memory to stabilise is so it doesn’t take too long trying to work out your weight. The downside of this is that every time you hop on the scale it just compares your sort of weight to the memory weight and shows the memory weight instead of spending five more seconds figuring out what you exactly weigh. Because apparently people get angry at having to wait. And you are 10 or 20lbs within the range so must be the same person.

What you need to do is give it a completely new weight in it’s memory so that when it weighs you it knows you are a different person being weighed and will take the time to find your exact weight.

So go and put something heavy on your scale that is not your weight and it will wipe it’s memory with the new weight. Then weigh yourself.

I pick up my cat so I can weigh her too lol.