I will for sure have to update you guys about Moab soon! But right now, I wanted to complain.
Yes, that's right, complain! What about? About losing weight. Once more, my weigh-in met or exceeded by epic goal (I did one last night, because I didn't have scales in the morning, but also did one this morning because my weight tends to be lower in the morning, and it's when I normally weigh myself). The one yesterday was 233. The one this morning was 231. The goal, again, was 234.
So we're going to count this as 234 for the sake of next week's goals, and next Saturday I'll be aiming for 231.5 for my weigh-in. But wait -- why is this complaining?
Well, I haven't gotten to that. What I wanted to mention is that I'm genuinely irked by the inconvenience of losing so much weight. I've lost about 75lbs (if we count this morning's weigh-in, that's actually exactly how much I've lost). For a long time, I just wore the clothes I had when I weighed 306, but now -- I just can't. All those size 50 waist pants just won't do. So I've had to buy new pants, and I only have two pairs that fit right.
Of those two pairs, my jeans, which are a size 44 waist and fit just fine when I got them, are now becoming lose. Already. And I bought them only about a month and a half ago. So I can't wear comfortable clothes unless I buy new clothes about every month and a half.
The irritating thing is that I really want to have comfortable clothes, but anything I spend on these clothes is going to be wasted. By the time I've lost the rest of my weight (about another 80lbs), those won't fit at all either. And if I keep buying new shirts and pants, I'll wind up spending hundreds for clothes that I'll just have to give away anywho.
This will go on until I get to my goal weight (at the current rate, that's 42 weeks out -- or about 9 and a half months. Hypothetically, if we're really looking at how much I'm beating my goals by, it may be less -- as little as 33 weeks, or about 7 and a half months). I really don't want to spend the next year wearing baggy clothes, and I really don't want to spend the next year spending, like, $500 on new pants and shirts and belts and stuff.
There isn't a solution, so I really am just whining, but still, it's annoying. I wish I could just skip ahead to my goal weight. I mean, I'm for sure going to get there eventually (I'm 75lbs in, so it's really not a question anymore), but right now, I just want to vent some of the annoyance at the downside of the entire weight-loss thing.
Yes, that's right, complain! What about? About losing weight. Once more, my weigh-in met or exceeded by epic goal (I did one last night, because I didn't have scales in the morning, but also did one this morning because my weight tends to be lower in the morning, and it's when I normally weigh myself). The one yesterday was 233. The one this morning was 231. The goal, again, was 234.
So we're going to count this as 234 for the sake of next week's goals, and next Saturday I'll be aiming for 231.5 for my weigh-in. But wait -- why is this complaining?
Well, I haven't gotten to that. What I wanted to mention is that I'm genuinely irked by the inconvenience of losing so much weight. I've lost about 75lbs (if we count this morning's weigh-in, that's actually exactly how much I've lost). For a long time, I just wore the clothes I had when I weighed 306, but now -- I just can't. All those size 50 waist pants just won't do. So I've had to buy new pants, and I only have two pairs that fit right.
Of those two pairs, my jeans, which are a size 44 waist and fit just fine when I got them, are now becoming lose. Already. And I bought them only about a month and a half ago. So I can't wear comfortable clothes unless I buy new clothes about every month and a half.
The irritating thing is that I really want to have comfortable clothes, but anything I spend on these clothes is going to be wasted. By the time I've lost the rest of my weight (about another 80lbs), those won't fit at all either. And if I keep buying new shirts and pants, I'll wind up spending hundreds for clothes that I'll just have to give away anywho.
This will go on until I get to my goal weight (at the current rate, that's 42 weeks out -- or about 9 and a half months. Hypothetically, if we're really looking at how much I'm beating my goals by, it may be less -- as little as 33 weeks, or about 7 and a half months). I really don't want to spend the next year wearing baggy clothes, and I really don't want to spend the next year spending, like, $500 on new pants and shirts and belts and stuff.
There isn't a solution, so I really am just whining, but still, it's annoying. I wish I could just skip ahead to my goal weight. I mean, I'm for sure going to get there eventually (I'm 75lbs in, so it's really not a question anymore), but right now, I just want to vent some of the annoyance at the downside of the entire weight-loss thing.
