Perspective is Everything

I have a few pairs of fat jeans. The REALLY fat jeans I bought at my heaviest and my not quite as fat, fat jeans.

I remember when I bought the less fat jeans. I felt HUGE when I bought those jeans. And after several years of diet and exercise and failure I wound up at my heaviest of 196. UGH. New pair of fat FAT jeans.

Imagine how excited I was when the less fat jeans fit again! On the way up buying those jeans made me feel big. On the way down, I'm feeling pretty foxy!

So, the diet is FINALLY working! To get you all caught up, I had oral surgery on September 14th. I was miserable. The fake tooth that goes over the implant (i.e. crown) was loose in my mouth for the first week. I was afraid it was going to fall out, and the night before seeing the dentist again my fears were realized. The oral surgeon had told me that I wasn't allowed to bite into anything for 3 months, which itself is a huge hassle. Have you ever thought about how many foods are foods you pick up and bite into? Let's see, pizza, hamburgers, hotdogs, sandwiches, cookies, chips, apples, granola bars, and on and on. Suddenly eating became another chore.

So, with the endorsement of my oral surgeon, I spent the next month surviving on pasta and ice cream (and the occasional slice of pizza cut into pieces). It was heaven!

Surprisingly, I only gained back the original 6 pounds I lost.

The lovely ladies at Slimgenics (formerly Slim 4 Life) called every week to see how I was doing and ask when I was coming back to see them and work on the weight loss.

After about a month of gluttonous behavior I gathered myself up and started the diet *again.* I expected that like last time I would struggle to lose even a pound. I expected that it would turn me back into a stressed out, crazed banshee. I expected to be miserable.

My fears haven't come to fruition! In fact I feel fabulous! I've lost 14 pounds now! FOURTEEN! That's 2-3 pounds per week. I'm so excited! Not only have I been loosing the weight, but I'm emotionally doing well too. No more crazy chick. OK, well maybe just a little crazy, but it's baseline crazy, not overly crazy.

I was feeling a little too good last week, and I may have cheated with pizza and cheesy bread and full sugar cola. Weight loss slowed a bit. Motivation waned. Then my mom-in-law stopped by with some items of ours including a small photo album I'd forgotten about. There were a couple of pictures of Josh and I when we were first dating. Photos from before the less fat FAT pants. I don't remember being skinnier. But I like the looks of it! I think I found my motivation.