Less of Me to Love

Today seems like as good a day as any (read: I can’t think of anything else to write about) to let y’all know that I’m halfway to my weight loss goal. I’ve lost 10 pounds since April and my goal is to lose 20 before my cousin’s wedding next summer. Nothing says motivation like the desire to not look like a blueberry in the lavender colored bridesmaid’s dress.

Intellectually, I knew that I was losing weight. I weigh myself every morning and then enter it into this website. Nerd that I am, I like to be able to track my progress. It hadn’t really sunk in, however, that I was actually getting smaller until last week when most of my pants stopped fitting.

Now, I have done the “oh man I have to buy new jeans because none of mine fit” thing before… but it was when my jeans were all too small for me. I have to say, jeans too big is a much nicer feeling.

So, these are my new Lucky Brand Jeans. I paid an obscene amount of money for them, but they were worth every penny. I fee damn hot in them and they flatter my body perfectly. They’re a size six, which I’m trying to feel proud of (the smallest size I’ve worn since freshman year of college!) , but with all the damn novelty sizing that clothing makers are using these days, I have no idea if they really are a whole size smaller than what I used to wear.

Still, I was a size twelve two years ago. So, I am feeling damn proud.

The main thing is that I am feeling happier and healthier. Eating like crap makes me miserable. Exercising helps me sleep better. This whole healthy living thing really does live up to the hype. Which is not to say that I haven’t had (many, many) moments like this weekend where I’ve helped Kristian to polish off half a bag of leftover halloween candy (damn trick or treaters staying home this year!). But, on the whole, I’ve been watching my eating habits. It feels great.

The irony of typing all of this out while eating a handful of Rolos is not lost on me.

The important thing for me was to look at weight loss as a long-term project. It’s been a gradual process, which can be frustrating at times, but is a great way to (hopefully) maintain my progress. I haven’t made any changes that make me feel deprived. I let myself have cheat days.

So, do you have weight loss goals? Are you as far along as you’d like to be? What are your strategies? How do you stay motivated? Share your stories!