I’ve been trying to do a milestones update every 50 days, but you may have noticed I didn’t do one on day 250. Sadly, day 250 is the day I got sick, so I didn’t have the presence of mind to make a blog post at the time (nor did I even realize it was a milestones day). This update will sort of stand in for that missed entry.
First, shortly before Thanksgiving, an executive at my office ran into me in the kitchen and commented on my weight loss. Mind you, this is a very senior, statured person with whom I have almost no interaction; I didn’t know she knew my name, let alone that she had noticed my progress. She commended my hard work and asked me how much I had lost. I paused, then decided to go for it and tell her the number. I admitted I hadn’t shared it with anyone, and she started to say I didn’t have to tell her, but then I just blurted it out. It was a little crazy hearing it out loud, but it also felt kind of good to say… I’ve lost almost 100 pounds.
So it’s really no wonder why I’m noticing the following small changes that are probably only perceptible to me:
- I can now see three bones in each hand. At first, I couldn’t see any. Sometime over the summer, the first one emerged. Out of nowhere, two other ones just showed up. I wonder how many there actually are in there waiting to pop out?! I’ve never thought about it before!
- The shape of my ass has changed. The most recent underwear I bought still fit around my hips, but they sag in the seat. This sounds funny, but my butt was kind of squared off before. It’s starting to actually look like a human rear end now. It’s round and bootylicious.
- I noticed at my last couple of token weigh-ins for DB that when I look down at the scale, I see more space between my toes. The first time I saw extra black between my toes, it actually startled me. OMG, what’s wrong with my foot?! Oh, wait…!
- My shirts fit more loosely around my shoulder blades, of all things. It used to be that when I put my jacket on, I didn’t have much of a wing span because the fabric was restricted by the width of my upper torso. Lately, it’s much looser. It’s not just the jacket, either; I’ve felt a difference in the way T-shirts, button-down shirts, and even my sports bras sit on that part of my body. Who knew that would be noticeable?
- My cheeks have new angles! They were so round when I was bigger that my face looked swollen all the time. My cheeks were actually so rotund that I couldn’t see beyond them; I would have to turn my head to check that my earrings were hanging right or my hair was OK. Seriously. Faces can be that fat. Then, with the right changes, they can start looking like adult faces that might have a shot at being pretty some day. 🙂
- My belly has shrunken in a northerly fashion. Yeah, I worded that strangely on purpose. The result is NOT that my stomach looks smaller (yet), but that my legs look longer. That sentence, coming from a life-long member of the Stumpy Leg Club, is insane.
- Now, here’s the one I’m really geeked about… GUYS. I have a throat V!!! (Google tells me this is called the suprasternal notch. Also, please appreciate that I had to look up what this is called because it’s such a foreign concept to me!) You know, the small of the throat, where elegant woman in jewelry ads always have a tiny diamond delicately nestled from their expensive platinum chains. A this. Mine is not always visible (yet!), but it is more often than not. And I love it. It’s my new favorite feature of my villain beard.
I’ve been feeling stymied from the past month of a post-vacation weight gain, moderate indulgence at Thanksgiving, and an immediately ensuing illness that kept me from exercise. It can be a slippery slope to returning to past harmful behavior in such circumstances, especially when you’re home alone all day, every day, for a week, with an uncooperative scale and a bevy of food-delivery services available via a few quick taps on the phone screen.
I knocked 5.6 pounds off of my post-vacation weight in spite of all that, and have hit a new low weight. I did not overdo it at Thanksgiving, and I didn’t stray even a hair from my food plan even in the grip of the sickness that JUST WOULD NOT QUIT. It’s been a slog, and it’s been a true mental challenge to stay on the eating plan when it felt like there was no pay-off, but I DID IT.
And that’s how you lose 100 pounds. Look for THAT milestone on day 300.