Just a flying post tonight, I'm stuffed! We put up a trampoline yesterday and today my arms are putting in a late protest. It didn't help that after putting said trampoline up, I then went and did some grocery shopping. I guess the protest is upheld!

Anyhoo, exciting news for me. I have lost 300g and am finally out of the 106's! These days any loss is a celebration for me. My heart can finally see what my head has been saying since I started on Calorie King back in 2007. I know that a 100g loss is still a 100g loss, but when I was 150kg, it felt like jack F***ing sh*t really! It's good, yes, but when you have so many of the little buggers to lose, you just want the scales to hurry up!
But now, even with 30kg still to lose, I am happy with my tiny little losses. I have learned patience, at least with the scales anyway. This is for life and the huge numbers that I pulled when I was in and out of hospital were not going to be sustainable. Now I celebrate the losses and don't sweat the gains, cos I know that eventually it will come back down again.

I just wish I could have seen this when I was at 129kg the first time and everything slowed down. Instead of patience, I let everything slide and my weight crept back up. I guess now I have my sleeve, it's that little tool that can help me get back on track when I'm ready again. Cos, it's not like I can fall off the wagon in a big way! There's no whole mudcakes, or huge servings of KFC for me anymore.

Even with the annoying hole in my side still there, getting the sleeve is the best thing I could have done for myself, physically and mentally. Imagine the difference when I finally get off my lazy arse and do some exercise!!

Til next time,
Ness.

Update!!!!

Wow, if yesterday wasn't exciting enough, I got on the scales this morning and I weighed in at 106kg exactly!! I have reached my goal of 100 pounds lost!!! That's in 10 1/2 months. Very happy today. :-)

Last night I made a decision.  Nothing life changing, but any piece of clothing the I wore at 150kg should no longer be in my wardrobe. Don't get me wrong, I have culled a LOT of clothes, but I have some favourite clothes that I have kept wearing. And I hadn't been bra shopping SINCE LONG BEFORE THE SURGERY!                                                    So this morning my size 26 undercoverwear tshirts that I know swim on me but were so comfortable went in the "to go to a worthy cause" box. And 2 pair of tracksuit pants. I haven't thrown the bras yet, cos I don't have replacements yet. I went to Kmart last night and tried some on, but of course couldn't get my size. Even after losing 48kg I still have trouble finding clothes! At least they're smaller clothes!                                                                                 So, this afternoon, for some strange reason, I decided to weight myself. I normally do this first thing in the morning, after the loo, before breakfast and wirthout clothes to add any extra weight. and only take notice of Sunday's reading. I have been really hungry lately, real, physical hunger, not the "head hunger" I get at night. I guess I wanted to see what damage I'd done. The scales read 106.1kg! my new lowest weight! I couldn't believe it! I am half a pound away from a 100lb loss and my first major goal! 6.2kg and I'm in double figures, my next big goal.        (SORRY, I'M WRITING THIS ON MY PHONE, ANY CAPITALS IS BECAUSE THE CAPSLOCK IS STUCK ON AND I CAN'T FIX IT! OR PRESS ENTER! I WAS JUST SO EXCITED ABOUT ALL MY NEWS, I HAD TO TYPE IT, EVEN THOUGH IT'S 2 IN THE MORNING!