Or it will be in two hours. I have not charged my fitbit since who knows when. I gave up on walking with the pain in my feet, but no longer! I have bought brand new tennis shoes (Spent more than a pretty penny on them) and I have no excuse not to walk.
I am going to start with 10k a day and go from there. Patrick has asked that I don’t walk after seven, which I can’t really garuntee, but I am definitely going to try. The only day a week I have an excuse not to walk is Wednesday, when I have my whole Women’s group thing.
**I wrote the above yesterday before work exploded, the rest is from today**
I did walk a little over 10k yesterday. My legs were buzzing until I took a hot shower and laid down. It is getting kind of chilly in the evening (surprisingly) and so I really think I need to invest in a light jacket soon.
I know I shouldn’t have, but I weighed myself this morning. I lost 1 more pound, which pulls me up to 59 lbs lost. I am only 1 pound away from 60 (I would dance if I wasn’t so exhausted this morning).
Speaking of how exhausted I was this morning, I forgot to put my ring on. How the hell did I do that when my wedding is on my mind constantly? I don’t know. I am going to text my sister to see if she has ever done that, because I know she must have, so that I feel better about it. My house is NOT around the corner, so there is no way for me to get it before the end of the work day.
I can’t harp on it, I am way too busy today to worry about it.
So last time I took pictures I had lost 50 lbs. I have already decided I wont take anymore pictures until I reach 199 lbs, so 73 lbs lost. I feel like I might as well wait until I am at 197 lbs, 75 lbs lost, but I don’t know if I will want to wait by that time… though, really, it is only 1 more week. The goal is December 2nd- 198 lbs (Technically 73 lbs lost) and December 9th -196 lbs (technically 76 lbs lost).
So confession time, I am getting pretty frustrated with one thing. My stomach. It doesn’t seem to want to shrink in inches. Maybe everything else is, but right now I have only been measuring my tummy regularly. It has been at 43″ since-
Looking through the blog, I have no idea how long I have been 43″, but it feels like forever. I was at 46″ at 32 lbs down. Nearly 30 lbs later, you would think I have lost more inches around my stomach than 3.
I guess I should take my inches measurements this Friday. Ugh. Maybe I will do it at my mom’s house today even.
The fact is, I have goals for my insurance as well. I posted very early on this blog about how my insurance was charging me eighty extra dollars because of my weight. I was told I needed to hit the following marks for the charge to go away:
BMI: 17.5-31.9 (Translation 203 lbs)
Waist: 38″ or lower (Translation 5 more inches)
And a bunch of lab results. I also have been informed that I will basically be punished the rest of my life by this insurance for being fat. Let me explain, I will have to do yearly labs to prove I stay below that weight. While I understand where they are coming from, I know my family (who uses the same company for their insurance), never had to prove they were in the ideal weight range and will never have to. My father will not have to go to the doctor yearly to prove he is in the ideal range. It is frustrating. So, my choices are, pay for expensive labs yearly or find a new insurance when I have lost enough weight.
And at this rate, 1 inch is 10 lbs. Which seems…impossible and improbable. That would mean to get to 38″ I would have to lose another 50 lbs.
I know that inches go down faster when you get to lower weights. Its just, hard to accept that right now.