September Weigh In

September 1st Weigh In: 85.5 kilos (188.1 lbs)
Weight Lost In August: 3.6 kilos (7.9 lbs)
Total Weight Lost: 44.2 kilos (97.2 lbs)


This has been a crazy month because I moved house and started a new job and sometimes it was hard to focus on the whole idea of weight loss when so much other stuff was going on. Nevertheless, I worked extra hard this month to get myself back into routine after living like a nomad for so long.


I do have to say I am a bit disappointed in my weight loss this month, a week and a half ago I was half a kilo lighter and for no conceivable reason my weight has jumped back up and won't budge. I have been almost 100% with my eating this month, I've only had one or two treats for the whole month and I kept up with my exercise, so I was expecting big results. 


I think what is most disappointing is that eating healthy and exercising felt harder than ever this month, my mind and body did not want to participate, but I pushed on. Anyway, I really don't want to dwell on the disappointments because I am still extremely happy with my progress so far and I know I'll get there.


I have to say that there is not a day that goes by when I am not so incredibly thankful that I have been able to lose so much weight. Every single day I find new things I can do, that I wasn't able to do when I was at my biggest. Every single day I find that I can do more than I ever thought I could. Every single day I am grateful to have a body that is strong and fit enough to support me through everything life throws at me.


Last weekend I was at the footy at the MCG and I really started to realise how different every day events are when you are not morbdily obese anymore. I remember how much fear I used to have about doing simple things like going to the footy. It would take so much extra planning and I would have so much anxiety that I never enjoyed myself. A few examples of how different life is 44 kilos lighter...


* We were running late and ran half way around the massive ground trying to find our gate.
* I easily slid through the turnstile to get into the ground.
* I bolted up the 6 flights of stairs to our seats.
* I could comfortably fit my bottom in the tiny stadium seats.
* I didn't have to make sure I got the aisle seat so that I had enough space.
* I could go to the bathroom or to get a drink without fear of needing to take the stairs again.
* I didn't flinch at the idea of walking back into the city instead of getting the tram home.


I can't ever state enough how grateful I am to have the life I have now. It really was worth all the blood, sweat and tears.