At weigh-in this morning, the
Weight Watchers "weigh-er in-er" lady (what else would I call her, anyway?) said "Marchin' right along" after she told me I was down another 1.8 lbs. "Just marchin' right along toward your goal, aren't ya," she said again. How appropriate, I thought. Gone are the days of posting huge weekly weight-loss numbers into my little WW Membership Book. No more 5-lbs gone a week. My body seems to have settled into losing a comfortable pound-or-so a week, and I'm just fine by that - especially given the reality of the alternative of easily packing on the pounds by completely losing all self-control with food.
Another milestone - I improved my 5K time by running in the
Celebration 5K yesterday morning for the 4th of July. My goal was to run under 38:11, which is what I did in
last month's 5K attempt. During yesterday's race, I remember thinking throughout that I wasn't pushing myself, that there was a good chance I wouldn't improve, because I remember thinking that the last race I ran was sooooo difficult and that I nearly died trying to push myself so much. I kinda felt like I was just loping along. And so I was thrilled when I realized that I had shaved off nearly 2 minutes by finishing in 36:18 - I'll take it! Guess my "training sessions" at the gym have paid off :) .
Well, I knew this day would come sooner or later. Today at my meeting, I posted my first gain at +0.6. I was on-plan all week, and I lost 4 lbs last week, so I'm not worried about it - I think my body's just readjusting to all the recent weight loss. Besides, today was my 16-week mark with Weight Watchers, so I had reason to enough celebrate anyway (WW says it takes 16 weeks to form a habit, so it's big milestone they like to celebrate).
I'm thrilled today - at the meeting, I finally crossed over into the promised Onederland, losing 4 lbs this week! 41.6 lbs total in 15 weeks! I feel absolutely incredible.
