Popped Biscuit Can

So today I decided to try on some of my sister's hand-me-down bras because mine are way too big now. I can still get by with them, but I thought I'd see what the slightly smaller ones were like. I settled on a white plungy, lacy number. I was a little uncomfortable with the plunginess because I don't usually wear that style. But hey, my boobs fit in there just fine...and looked pretty darn good, I thought. And while standing there, not moving or walking, they stayed in the bra. Apparently not so much once you start walking around.

I went to run errands and stopped in at Vitamin Shoppe for some protein powder (good little bariatric surgery patient). At the register, I bent down to also grab an ostrich/beef stick for a snack. And I think that's when it must have happened. Half a boob fell out and ended up where my cleavage should have been. Only I didn't notice until after I flirted with the dude behind the counter. OMG! Then I had to walk through Target and H-E-B, trying to keep my boobs from migrating to the middle and looking like a popped biscuit canister with dough leaking out! I kept looking down and the Longhorn on my shirt looked puffy and misshaped. I tried to readjust without bringing too much attention to myself. One trick was to lean toward the cart and place my hand in between the two boobs and try to shove them back into place. Nothing worked well. Sigh.

Moral of the story: If you can fold your boobs in half because you've now lost 92 pounds, don't wear a plungy bra! And don't be too cheap to go out and buy bras that fit correctly!

What Matters Most

At this point in my weight loss journey, I am so proud of the 90 pounds that I've lost and so thankful for the new energy I have. I cannot tell you how much the weight loss has improved my quality of life. Actually, I dare say it SAVED my life.

That being said, it is still hard to stay on track and to not get discouraged. I want to lose 30 more pounds and I have been stuck for the last few months! I do Zumba 2-3 times a week and a strength training class once a week and still...no more weight loss. But no weight gain, either so that's good. Someone posted this photo today and I need to remember this. Yes, goals are important, but the number on the scale is not what matters most.

Onederland

A few weeks ago, I entered a world they call "onederland," as in no longer over 200 lbs! I really have no words to describe how good it feels. Today I bought something in size Medium. It was oversized and I think I bought it precisely because it was a Medium! Ha! 200...never, ever wanna see you again! Also calculated my BMI. It has gone from 51 to 35.3! Holy crap!

Fly Like a Butterfly

"We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” ~ Maya Angelou

Today all the changes that I've gone through on this journey have been on my mind. I am not the same person mentally or physically that I was almost eight months ago.

49.2 grapefruits

Public Relations guru, Peter Shankman (the man who created Help A Reporter Out), has been on his own weight loss journey over the last several months and posted this photo this morning. Wow. As of today, I've lost 49.2 grapefruits! And hopefully I've built up some tangerines. I've been doing Zumba about three times a week and while the scale hasn't moved much in several weeks (I hear this is normal and can sometimes last five weeks or more...ack), my body feels different and I still can't figure out what size to wear. I have more energy and I don't think I've ever stuck to an exercise routine for this long. Yay!

Aloha, Blue Hawaiian Pants!

Well, I held on to them as long as I could. I loved these pants. I called them my Blue Hawaiian pants. I haven't even worn them in several years, but I refused to get rid of them. My sister made fun of me a few years back for still wearing capri pants with prints. Hey, for awhile there, that was the only thing I could find to wear in my size. Sad, but true. So now that I am down to somewhere between a size 16 and 18 pant, it's time to say goodbye to these size 22 Blue Hawaiian capri pants, along with all the other 22s and 20s still lingering around. It's a good problem to have, but I haven't gotten used to my new size yet and it can actually be frustrating. I read an article about Jennifer Hudson, my weight loss hero, who apparently still has trouble "dressing skinny," so apparently it's normal. It's a good feeling to pack up even more clothes...feels kinda like shedding my skin. :)

Four Tires

Happy New Year! Bring it on, 2012! The last year included a lot of heartache, but also a sense of accomplishment with my weight loss and journey toward getting healthier. As of today, I am now down 78 pounds! That's approximately the same as FOUR average passenger car tires...or one teenager. Holy crap. I've lost an entire person, or my car's tires! I hope and pray that this new year brings even more weight loss and I continue to get healthier and happier. Wishing happiness and health to all of you too!