November 2010 vs. December 2012.

236 lbs vs. 171 lbs

I remember that day SO vividly. They were size 14s and it was the first time is been able to pull on size 14s in like 3 years (my lack of hips leaves me living with a muffin top but I’m over it).

Hell. I remember ordering size 18s and them BARELY fitting.

Today I pulled on size 10s. And they aren’t skin tight.

Never in my life have I ever been a single digit. I went from kids sizes to a size 13. Never single digits. Even if vanity sizing is out of control.

I kinda feel like crying at how far I’ve come. I honestly think this is the smallest I have ever been in my adult life….and I was feeling down about my weight today.

Thank you reality check.

Just for some prospective.

I went from 210s to 171 lbs. Pete went from 260s to 198 lbs (boys and their amazing metabolisms lady’s & gents!).

The couple who grows together…wait a minute…

(I’m 5’10” for the record; 276 lbs vs. 172 lbs)

I don’t remember who said it. But recently someone mentioned how weird weight loss is. Like all of a sudden you look back and you’re like “woah, I used to be bigger.”

Or you’ll see a picture of yourself and be like “who’s that girl wearing my dress??”

Weight loss isn’t this magic bean that you take it and all of a sudden everything’s perfect. Sometime, even 104 lbs down, I’ll look in the mirror and not feel like I’ve lost a single pound. Or I’ll be standing next to a friend who’s the same size as me but I will still feel twice as big.

It’s a weird thing looking in the mirror and not really recognizing yourself. I’m glad I’ve done this slow or it would be even harder.

I will preach that food is the biggest deciding factor and none of this “abs are made in the kitchen” stuff. While its true, that’s not the point. Healthy food will make you feel healthy, but your body also processes it differently. I have a completely different body type this time around.

All that being said. Weight loss is 99.9% mental (that .1% is divided between food & exercise). If it’s not right up there or your doing it for the wrong reason, I’m sorry to say, but there’s no way in hell it’s sticking.

OMG. Size 10 silk skirt from my sister for my (fake) birthday.

I cannot believe this fits.

I am so thankful & blessed to have an amazing tumblr family.

I am thankful that this wedding is almost over. I am thankful for my friends. And I am thankful to almost not be 25 anymore.

I am thankful for not getting sick *HINT HINT NUDGE NUDGE BODY!*

I am also thankful for my tenacity and my ability to achieve a picture that can fully fit in the frame.

Bought my first swimsuit, neh, first bikini (ok…tankini) that I’ve bought in (drum roll please) SEVEN years.

And I legit like the way I look in it.

This is a big deal.

Everyone in the world (totally not an exaggeration) asked me what app I use.

It’s called TactioHealth. I don’t remember if I paid for this version, but I know they have a free version.

You can also enter back weigh ins to get full spectrum of your weight loss.

It’s really awesome. I’ve been using it for 2 years.

Woah.

I am statistically normal (We all know I can’t just say I’m normal normal haha).

Well. Except my height. 95% percentile woot.

Today is a milestone day.

From a 44” waist to 31” waist.
From a 276 lbs to 172(.8) lbs.
From a morbidly obese 35+ BMI to a normal 24.8 BMI.
From an obese waist to height ratio to a slim (SLIM?!) waist to height ratio.

It’s crazy. Weight loss is crazy.

And apparently I lose weight like a champ when I’m stressed out of my brain.

Hi tumblr.

Lets chat. (I’m glad I’ve heard from all the east coasters that I follow. Stay safe guys.

So. I know I haven’t been posting that much. Nor has it really been of substance. Mainly progress pictures.

It’s for a couple reasons really. The main one is I’m exhausted. I know other people have much more strenuous lives then me, but for me, there’s a lot going on. Bio & Calc take up a lot of my time. Then there’s being a wife. Prepping and cooking meals. And taking care of the rest of my family. Dealing with my dad’s Parkinson’s. Throw in the measly amount of work I do. And I’m cooked. Done.

I do miss posting about the important a of food. And how awesome real food is. How HFCs are the devil. And how nutrition is important. But I just don’t have it in me right now. The irony that I’m so exhausted cause I’m working towards my dietetics degree is not lost on me.

I also like the lack of arguing I get. I used to get way to many people calling me out about shit I wrote. It was exhausting.

I also post a lot of progress pics cause, well, honestly, my brain is dumb. I have a lot of trouble looking in the mirror and not seeing the same 250 lbs girl. Although, the nose ring does help. And it’s not even like I hate her. She was awesome and learned to love her body. But it’s hard not to feel like the last 2 1/2-3 years weren’t a waste when I feel like nothing’s changed.

The hurricane made me circumspect.

(238 lbs vs. 173 lbs)

The yoga teacher I went to today was my yoga teacher when I took yoga at pima, about 1 1/2 years ago.

She recognized me today. But kind of said “holy crap you look fantastic.” I was also told I looked taller today. Funny.

Logically I know I’ve lost 100 lbs. and I know I’ve lost 72”.

But seriously?!

Progress in the last year & 1/2 yoga taking wise. About 55 lbs.

Food & strength training for the win. Plus some yoga!

Geez….where did I go?