I’m pleased to announce that it’s Week 3, and I haven’t killed anyone yet.
It’s been tough. Seriously tough sometimes. There have been tears and lots of cravings. The first week was really easy – lots of movement, lots of defeating the random addiction craving (specifically, caffeine and refined sugar), and I really liked the food. Week 2 and 3 were less easy. People ask me about my diet all the time. I have been told many times that I don’t need to lose any weight. I have been spending a lot of time being intensely lonely, and then realized that I tend to eat poorly when I’m lonely. But, let’s focus on the wins.
Big shifts with Operation Please Don’t Cut My Leg Open:
- I’ve lost over 7 pounds so far
- I’ve been averaging over 59,000 steps a week – still less than 10,000 a day
- I’m joining the gym at my new office so I can work out at lunch rather than do what I have been doing (i.e. Working through my lunch)
- I’ve lost 5 inches from off my waist, hips, and bust collectively
There are two other big things that happened in the last 3 weeks.
I left my part time job. It was terrifying and sudden and I only have one job now. For the first time in a year. Actually, the first time in 2 years that I will have every single day of the week to myself. I am looking forward to it, but I’m also walking away from my sanctuary. It’s the first time I won’t have my safety net, and it feels like I’m losing part of my family. Excited and scared, definitely.
I adopted a kitten. And she’s really freaking adorable.
Overall. It’s been good. I’m looking forward to breaking into the 180s next week. I think I’ll be posting photos of progress with every 10 pounds lost, and definitely will be putting numbers out when I get further away from my starting point. Because I’m still afraid of that starting number.