If you read my blog regularly then you know that I typically post FMM on Sunday nights in preparation for Monday morning. And if you didn’t know then the secret is out. 😉 So it’s late Sunday evening, and I find myself thinking of things that are unrelated to Friend Makin’ Mondays so I’ll get to that in a moment.
But first I’d like to share what’s happening in my world. Last week, I weighed in on Monday with a few members of my family, and we’ll be keeping ourselves accountable every Monday through mid-October. We live in different states, but we’ve decided to complete a weight-loss challenge together so I’ll be back to post my results of week one at some point Monday evening or Tuesday.
I needed this challenge because I’ve recognized for quite some time that I could be trying harder. Well folks, I tried hard this week! I ate well and exercised like someone who actually wants to lose weight so I’m looking forward to stepping on the scale because I’m anxious to see the results of my efforts in black and white.
I mentioned over a week ago that I planned to start logging my losses again so that will begin this week. For some reason, losing 100 pounds doesn’t seem overwhelming – probably because I’ve done it. 😉 But reaching the 200 pound weight-loss mark seems daunting so last week I started reframing my thoughts. I mean, I know I can lose 100 pounds so I started looking at my journey as if it was Day 1. I feel good about it so I’m going to start logging as if this will be my second weigh-in. So, I’ll have my current loss log in addition to the 100+ I’ve already lost.
It’s important for me (and anyone reading my blog) to remember that I’m doing what seems best for me. I don’t have all of the answers. If I did, I never would have tipped the scales around 400 pounds. I’m just taking it day by day, and I’m intent on striving for more. Now back to FMM!
If you’ve taken part in FMM then you know the rules. If you’re new, please take a moment to answer this week’s question on your own blog then add your link in the comments section here at: www.alltheweigh.com so we can all see your FMM questions and answers. Please invite your blog readers to add their links here too so everyone has to opportunity to be seen. The idea is to connect with other awesome bloggers so take a moment to post your own FMM post and comment on a couple of other posts. Now it’s time for this week’s topic!
FMM: Defining Moments
Was there a defining moment in which you realized that you needed to lose weight? If so, will you elaborate? (If you experienced this moment in some other area of your life, please feel free to share that too!)
I’ve shared this before, but I am curious to hear what everyone else has to say about their moments. People ask me this question fairly often, and I never have a short, precise answer. But I can tell you how it all came about…About one month before I began losing weight, I was on an escalator at a Metro station in Washington DC. I was relieved to be taking public transport there because of the giant escalators that don’t exist in New York subways, but that relief turned to intense pain when I slipped and broke my foot. I was wearing Ugg boots, and the entire metro and escalator was wet with a cleaning astringent so my body went forward while my foot stayed behind me.
After an afternoon of being awkwardly carried up the escalator by a team of fireman because I was too heavy for one then taken to the ER, where the doctor told me I was too heavy to use crutches and suggested a walker instead, I was frustrated. And it was even more frustrating to realize how much harder everything over the next 6 weeks would be due to my weight. My feet hurt terribly – both of them – not just the one that was broken. I ached regularly, and I was looking forward to a nasty, prolonged recovery due to my extreme weight. I took showers with a garbage bag taped around my leg, and I spent a week on a gorgeous desert island getting a strange tan as I was carted around in a wheelchair. In short, I wasn’t living life in the way I wanted to be living it.
So one evening, after my foot had begun to heal, I googled Weight Watchers, and at that point, I knew I was going. I knew I wanted to change, and going to that first meeting made me believe I could do it. So while I can’t pinpoint an exact moment, I can look back on a series of events that led me to make changes.
And reflecting on this over the last few weeks has caused me to reframe my thought and reform my goals. I’m pushing toward them again now, and I feel like I’m running in the right direction again. Have I mentioned how much I hope the scale reflects that Monday afternoon?
Now it’s your turn…your answer certainly doesn’t have to be as long as mine, but I’m anxious to hear it. This question is very personal to me so I plan to read everyone’s answer even if it takes a day or two to do that. Have a happy Monday friends!