Day 214
As is the case, with most of us anyway, when we hit a milestone or achieve something we like to share in our joy with our nearest and dearest. So, loyal readers … all 7 of you … I am sharing with you my latest milestone.
Over the weekend I hit 30.
Not years … not strokes on the back nine … but POUNDS. Over the course of the last 10 or so months I have lost 30 pounds. An achievement that I am happy to say I have accomplished, basically painlessly, but it leaves me wondering … where were those extra pounds because the only REAL difference I see is that my earlobes are no longer wrinkled.
I’m serious! I had 100 year old, wrinkly earlobes this time last year … and today I have the earlobes of a well, 30 year old. Otherwise, I don’t see a huge difference.
And maybe it was so gradual that I got used to the new me as I went along … all I know is is that my pants no longer fit. I’ve dropped 2 or 3 sizes. But, if you are a woman, that doesn’t really mean anything because one brand’s size 12 is another brand’s size 16. (I hate those brands!)
In any case … it’s nice to have less baggage on my body. Less stress on my joints. Less junk in the trunk. And due to it – more wardrobe choices.
And meaning … more of my OWN clothes that I can now fit back into! Hello darlings … it’s been a LONG time!
However, I seriously don’t see THAT much of a difference. My arms are a bit more toned … but wouldn’t that naturally come from packing and unpacking 467 boxes and painting an entire house and not just from weight loss?
And though more toned … and I’m meaning ever-so-slightly … if I wave to someone while wearing a sleeveless top I still worry about giving myself a black eye from smacking myself in the face with the arm-dangle flab on my upper arms. You know … that scourge of most women … that loose skin that flaps in a stiff breeze and never mind about waving!
My thighs … a bit less tree-trunky but the cottage cheese is still there. And I’m talking CASES of it … not just a pint or two.
Neck/s and face … there is more definition in the jawline … and I no longer look so much like Alfred Hitchcock though I’m now thinking I’m desperately in need of a collagen booster to fill in the fine lines that seem to have replaced the pleasantly plumped out cheeks!
Butt … the gluteus maximus is probably one of the more noticeable changes. It’s more like a gluteus mediumus now.
Gut … this area, a problem for me for a few years, has seen the most change … and I highly suspect that is due to my not eating foods I’m allergic to. That’s what started this whole thing … the extended gut, the 5 month pg look (not good on a mid-50s anyone) was not a good thing and it all but disappeared once I stopped eating gluten and the other 20 or so “taboo” foods I have sensitivities to. Who knew?
Apparently my doctor who suggested I get tested for allergies/sensitivities! I feel better, I look better and though there are days when I could practically kill for a piece of french toast, eggs over easy and boiled or fried potatoes with a side of cottage cheese and beets (can’t have ANY of that stuff) … I know I’m better off without them.
So, while I hit 30 … I think I’ve got a ways more to go … maybe another 15. And if you see me and I’m not waving – you’ll know why!