In May of 2011, I What Not To Weared myself. I tried to get on the show, but to no avail. It became clear I was going to have to throw away my own deplorable wardrobe and buy a new one with my own money. For those unaware, What Not To Wear is a show on TLC where two hosts tell you why you dress terribly, throw all your clothes in a garbage can and help you buy new ones up to $5,000. The best part is they secretly film you looking awful and then ambush you. I was always looking around for the secret cameras, but I was always so disappointed.
The good part about not being ambushed was that I had time to lose weight before my big day. I had 20 weeks from the inception of this idea to shopping day, so losing 15 or so pounds should have been easy. I lost 5. Well, 5-ish. Fine. It was 4.
I purchased 3 pairs of jeans on my shopping day. I should note here that I work in a very casual office and I wear jeans every day, every season.
One pair fit perfectly. They weren't Skinny Jeans, but they were meant to be form fitting. They looked really cute on, which is unusual for me and jeans. Another pair were my fat jeans. When I lost another 2 pounds, I was afraid I'd be retiring them early. The third pair was cut in a normal way everywhere, but the waistband (not that they were elastic, mind you) seemed to be cut smaller so these were not jeans I enjoyed sitting down in.
By the time I started this challenge, the skinny pair and I weren't getting along, the weird waistband ones weren't even an option and the fat jeans were getting a bit snug. Things looked bleak. It was bad enough I had needed to buy fat shorts to get me through the summer, but now I was going to need more fat pants.
As of today: The weird waistband ones are still weird, but they fit again. The skinny pants fit again and my muffin top only protrudes over the top instead of trying to escape completely, so I can wear almost any of my shirts with them (as opposed to only the few tent-like shirts I have). The fat pants are starting to become looser. Sadly I still need new jeans because when you wear the same 3 pairs every day for 16 months, they tend to wear out a bit, but I'm going to give it a few more weeks and see if I can't drop a size.
Goal 1: No alcohol during the week. I've actually had none at all since 9/4.
Goal 2: No take out/restaurant breakfast or lunch during the week. I almost caved twice this week, but I held firm.
Goal 3: Exercise 20 minutes per day. I missed 2 days completely. One day I walked all day long on the boardwalk and at a museum with the family, but it wasn't "fitness walking." I'm still counting it. That means I've missed 2 out of 25 days. This may be a new record for me.
Starting weight: 162.8
Weight as of 9/28: 154.6
That's 8.2 pounds!! Someone get a camera, I'm actually smiling!
I'm going to keep the same goals for October, plus add 1 more. I'm going to add in weights/strength moves 2 times per week. My plan to set very small goals so I could attain them and feel good about my progress seems to be working. I'm going to stick with that. I had wanted to lose 10-15 pounds in the 8 week challenge and it looks like I'm on track to meet that goal.
Pish had a picture on her post this week that said something like, "If you're tired of starting over, stop giving up." Well, if that ain't the truth. I'm going to get that embroidered on a pillow. I'm going to blow it up into posters and hang them up all over my house and office. Actually I'll probably just try to remember it when I'm feeling weak or wanting to bail on my goals.
Every day I have two choices: I move towards my goals or I can move away from them. I won't always choose wisely, but hopefully I will more often or not. Hopefully each choice becomes easier.
Wish me luck next week, you guys. I'm about to embark on the worst week for a woman and her diet.