Tigpuppy
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As for treats in work...I still take them in and then tell everyone that its part of my evil plan...rather than lose any more weight I've decided to fatten up everyone else around me so that I just LOOK thinner in comparison! That makes them all laugh and then they eat a cookie anyhow.
HA! I never thought of that! Except that I've already become slimmer than the majority of the people in my office. The handfull of people that are thinner than me don't eat that stuff anyway. In fact, I ran into a couple of the skinny women in my office while in the bathroom last week and they complimented me on how great I'm looking lately. Found out that they are both runners as well. They are both training for a 10K run this fall. I don't think I'm ready for that kind of a run quite yet!
I don't know what's going on this week, but I stepped on the scale this morning and it said 144.8! I was so thrilled!!! It's like my body doesn't like being in the 140s or something. It hovered just at or above 150 for almost a month and seemed to really resist crossing over into the 140s. Now that I've buckled down again and am determined to keep going, my body knows I mean business so rather than try to stay in the 150s, it's flying right thru the 140s as quickly as possible to get to the 130s!
So that means I'm only about 10 lbs away from my goal weight! WOO HOO!!!

Except now I'm starting to wonder if 135 is really going to be my final goal weight. 10 lbs isn't all that much compared to the 40 I've lost, and there still seems to be a lot of flubbery parts on me yet (I think more than 10 lbs worth anyway). I'm not sure I'll be happy with how 135 looks on me or not. I was thinking today that I should see if I can find some pictures from right after college to see how I looked in them. I think I should go more for a goal 'look' instead of a number. I don't remember for sure how much I weighed back then though. I know I was 107 when I got married at the beginning of my senior year of high school. As soon as I turned 18 I ran off and eloped with my hubby (he's 12 years older than me) and we moved in with his parents until the house he had bought a few months before that was done being remodeled. I never used to eat breakfast when I was a teen, but his mother was a teacher and she made me eat a big breakfast every day before we headed off to school (I transferred to the school she worked at to finish out my senior year). I started to put on weight and also got into the habit of eating breakfast every day. By the following fall when I started college I think I had probably gained 10 lbs or so.
And as we all know, college students aren't exactly the healthiest eaters. Then we turn 21 and start adding in all those cals from booze. While at the same time our metabolism is slowing down. So of course we gain weight. I just can't remember for sure how much I gained.
So I'm hoping if I look thru all my old photos (they are packed away somewhere) and find one where I think I look nice and healthy (not too skinny, but not fat either) and try to figure out how much I weighed in it that might be the best way to figure out what my ideal weight should be. Or I guess I can just keep going until all the squishy parts are gone and I'm happy with how I look. I'm not sure I trust myself to determine how that looks though because I'm sure there are always going to be parts that will never look good enough again (kid's will do that to you - especially twins!) and I don't want the other parts to look too skeletal and unhealthy before I ever feel happy with those last bad parts.
OH! Speaking of bad parts - funny thing happened today. I was going to the bathroom and as anyone with small children knows, you never get to be alone in there. The twins came in and asked me if I would like some privacy. I said yes please. So they went over and closed the bathroom door - but with them still in the bathroom. I just laughed and said they were supposed to be on the OTHER side of the door for the privacy thing to work. They came over to me and one said "Ew gross mom! What is that?" and pointed to my lap. They were referring to the loose blob of belly skin that kind of lays on my lap when I'm sitting down. It's all wrinkly and creepy looking I guess now that I've lost this much weight. I told them it was my tummy and they said no, your tummy was not ever like that before!!! Then they started daring each other to touch it!
Nothing like being made to feel like a freak when you are trapped on the toilet!

