Less of Me

As of this morning, I’m down 17 pounds from where I was when I got serious about regaining control over my body.

Back in Feburary, I bought myself a fitbit, I signed up to myfitnesspal.com, and I committed to exercising in some shape or form every day. With the exception of a few days of vacation (and some of them don’t count because, in D.C., I literally walked for miles every day), I’ve kept that commitment. I moved an elliptical machine into the basement, I’m accepting every sub gig I can at the gyms where I work, I’ve added strength training to my rotation, and I’m taking myself out for combination walks-runs around my neighborhood when the weather allows it. I get in at least an hour of sweat-inducing movement every day, and it’s starting to make a difference.

I executed the Great Clothes Switch this weekend and found myself having to try on damned near every bottom I own. I’m able to fit into things that I’ve had stored for years because they were too small, and I had to put into storage things that are too big now.  I bought an adorable little dress a few weeks ago and wore it to my sister’s graduation on Friday; something I never would have even considered putting on last spring.  A few days ago, I found myself regretting not taking a “before” picture so that *I* can see the difference in my shape, but I’ve had several people comment that *they* can see a difference, and I’m taking their word for it.

My only concern is that I’m finding that this effort is occupying a lot of my energy. I find myself getting a little anxious if I think I can’t fit a workout in, and I’m spending a little too much time thinking about food and what I can “afford” to have. I understand now, a little better than I did before, how this can become an obsession for some people. To that end, I’m making SURE that I have SOMETHING every day that I want, but that I maybe “shouldn’t” have – some chocolate, for example, or ice cream (in fact, Mr. Chili and I shared a hot fudge sundae after lunch today). I’m trying to stay centered; I don’t want this to be my central focus.

The upshot, though, is that some of my confidence is coming back.  I feel good, and I feel like I look good, too, and that’s helping my self-esteem a lot more than maybe it should.  Now, if I can only land a good job….



Filed under celebration, health, Little Bits of Nothingness, my oh-so-exciting life, this is NOT a drill

7 responses to “Less of Me

  1. I think you are awesome and and I like your style especially about getting fit. Now if only I could steal some of that motivaton

  2. Great work! I’d lost 40 pounds, but I stalled on the weight loss when I became a parent. I’m actively looking for ways to get back at it now, though. I still have a long way to go.

  3. That’s impressive! I am trying to do something similar–not keeping track of pounds, but judging my body by how I feel in my clothes, and increasing my physical activity. Wish me luck!

  4. Great job! I have been there before — recall?

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