It’s so strange, after some weight loss, to recognize a set of pants on your shelf that at first glance leave you with an ominous feeling since for quite some time they haven’t fit you. But then they do, baggy even, yet that lingering feeling that these light faded jeans haven’t fit me in quite some time doesn’t go away, even as I’m wearing them.
You’d think I should feel good about this, but after years of gaining weight again and again, each time to a new horrible new record, I don’t. Weight wise, I’m just about where I was when I started my doomed diet two years ago: 257 lb. I’ve lost 25 lb. in the last four months and I’ve only yet made it to the point where two years ago when 257 lb. was such a horror to me that it spurred me to go on a drastic diet.
In other news, I completed two weeks of the couch to 5k plan but am going to take a week off now because my shins are in too much pain. I will start over in a week. Hopefully a combination of weight loss and stronger bones at the end of the week will lead me to finish the program.
I’m just trying to be careful, moderate, not get hurt, not get too hungry.
