I don’t really have enough content for a full blog post, but a lot of notable moments in my weight loss have happened just all of a sudden.
On August 30th, I signed up to run in a 4.01K (cute, huh?). This will be my first outdoor run event ever.
On September 2nd, I jogged on a treadmill for 5 minutes for the first time in 5 years.
On September 6th, I bought a shirt — that fits — in size L.
On Tuesday (September 8th), I wore a skirt to work.
Yesterday (September 9th), I jogged on a treadmill for a full mile without stopping (12 minutes) for the first time ever at that pace.
Today, I moved the closure of my ever-looser VivoFit band so that only one last notch is visible. After I make that final move, I’ll have to switch to the smaller band when this one becomes loose again.
All of these are HUGE milestones for me, and I have consistently surprised myself in the best possible ways as I’ve hit them. Oddly, the one I’m most stoked about is the VivoFit band. As I’ve mentioned several times, I am terrible at measuring myself. I do it once a month, and somehow, it doesn’t really reflect the changes I know are there through the losses on the scale, the way I look, the way I move, and the way my clothes (don’t) fit. One of the things I measure is my wrist, and since I started taking my measurements back when Vivo showed 4 notches, my incompetent measuring reflects only 1/4 inch lost. Clearly, that’s wrong; here’s the size the band was when I started:
Sooooo… not so much with the quarter inch. My ruler tells me the distance covered in the notches I moved over is actually close to 3/4 inch. My measuring tape tells me lies.
It’s nice to know that when I feel like my arms are slimming down, it’s because they are. Now, if only I had a VivoFit band for my calves, thighs, forearms, biceps, hips, waist, chest, butt, and neck.
Happy first day of football season to all, by the way! Can I interest you in one of the pumpkin oatmeal chocolate chip cookies I made and then brought to work like a good girl instead of devouring them all in the secrecy of my kitchen? 🙂