Well, a few days have passed, I got a new keyboard with an English layout, as opposed to the German one I used so far, so I apologise in advance for any typos and stuff like that. It's difficult to get used to lots of the keys being in different places! *lol*
In other news, I went on a shopping spree a few days ago, and ordered piles of stuff out of a catalogue. It arrived today, and I am pretty happy because so far, I dropped 4 pants sizes (from a tight 32 to a tight 24), and I ordered some tops as well, one size smaller than usual, and they all fit as well. I didn't keep any of them because they were too short (or I am too tall, depending on how you want to look at it), but it was still nice to see that I could actually get into them without being afraid that the buttons would rip off or something.
I also got myself some new underwear, 3 sizes smaller than usual, and some fancy stuff, not the old granny slacks with big flowers on that I used to wear. I tried one of them on and they fit, and they actually looked quite good - wonder what hubby will make out of them....*lol*
Speaking of hubby, he made a 180 degree turn all of a sudden, keeps telling me how good I look and that he can see the changes, and told me to order myself some new clothes because the others, according to him, are falling off me. *lol* It's nice to hear him say stuff like that, even though I suspect that half of it isn't actually true, he's just saying it because he wants to make me happy, but who cares? *lol* He also tried to explain why he was so against it and so NOT supportive, and he says that he simply didn't think I would make it for longer than 2 weeks or so, and he said he thought if he went all supportive and then I screwed it up, I would have felt even worse. In a way it makes sense, because he knows that I have pretty much no willpower, or at least didn't use to have, and chances were high that I wouldn't stick with it. So I guess it's okay, we had a long talk, and I think he understands that I mean it this time.
In other news, I took my measurements today, and it looks as if I lost ~1.5 inches off my arms, 3.5 inches off my chest, 5.5 inches off my backside, 2.5 inches off my thighs and about 1 inch off my calves. For some reason my belly isn't really shrinking, but if the fat keeps disappearing from the other places, the belly fat will start to melt eventually as well.
I will head off to the charity shop now and donate some of my old clothes. I have some pants that are really miles too big now, even though I am keeping the biggest pair as a reminder, and to have a comparison later on.
I tried to get a voluntary job (I think I mentioned that), still no luck though. One of the places never rang back, the other had no application forms (what's wrong with just taking my name and address??), and the third had no vacancies. But I went to a dog shelter yesterday, and while she didn't have anything at the moment, she told me that they would move into a bigger location in January, and would desperately need people who have some sort of building abilities. When I told her that I can do plumbing, electrics, plastering, painting, wallpapering and pretty much anything else that has to do with DIY and building, her face lit up like a christmas tree. *lol* Guess having a DIY obsessed stepfather who taught me everything from the scratch was not too bad after all!
So I'll have something to do in the new year. That's good, will get me out of the house. I am still looking for a job during the christmas time, but since I have never worked in this country before, and have gone to school in a different country, it's difficult. Oh well. *shrug*
I have noticed that workout gets easier. I can do my biking for longer without problems, and I actually enjoy doing the exercises. There's less pain as well, even though my muscles are still complaining every now and again. Guess that's what I get for not using some of them for so long.
Did I mention that I got my 'Lost more than 50 lbs' tattoo? It's a celtic type tribal bracelet with a chinese symbol worked into it. The symbol means 'dream'. So now I have 'dream' on one side, and 'determination' on the other. Because I think you need both of them, and it is what keeps me going. My dreams of things that I want to achieve and want to do, and the determination to turn these dreams into reality. My next tattoo at 275 will be a Phoenix, which I wanted since I was about 16. Now the problem is just to find a good tattooist to do it. Any recommendations for good tattoo shops in the Manchester area? I'm willing to travel a while, but the places close by aren't that good. They can do some tribals or chinese symbols, but I wouldn't trust them with anything elaborate!
Sorry, didn't want to write a novel, guess I'm just bored at the moment, so I'll kick my butt into gear and get something done now!
Hope everybody is okay out there and doing well on their weight loss journey. Love ya' all!!
