It's Delle!

Someone on the WW boards mentioned they read my blog (news to me, I didn't think anybody stopped by here aside from my best friend!), so I thought I should put a little blurb about me. I made this journal so I can keep track of the things I'm doing and how I'm thinking and feeling as I journey along the road to getting thinner. It's not intended to be written to an audience, it is honestly something I am writing to myself, and I find it so helpful to be able to look back even 4 months ago and see what kinds of things I was many of our experiences in life slip through the cracks, and I want to remember as many of them as I can in relation to my weight loss; the good, the bad, and even the oh so ugly ones!

So many people say they've struggled with their weight for years, but this is not tue for me. I've been overweight from my earliest memories, and morbidly obese all of my adult life, but I was not the type to yo-yo diet, so in that sense I was not struggling. I don't know what my highest weight was because I didn't have a scale to weigh myself when I started getting set to lose weight. In the year before I started WW I started trying to eat less junk food and to get a little activity into my routine. When I started WW I was 288 lbs and wearing a size 22, and I know the year before I was wearing a size 26 (which was tight on me), so I'm guessing I was easily in the low 300 lb-range at my highest weight.

For the first year of my weight loss journey I was incredibly focussed and motivated. I was keeping my weight loss a secret from my family back home in Newfoundland, and my goal was to surprise them on my trip home in July. Needless to say it was quite a shock to a lot of people when I showed up over 100 lbs lighter without any warning!

Right now I am getting back on track after my trip back home. I wasn't following WW for a while due to comp issues, not to mention life issues, and I've gained back some of the weight I had lost. I got away from journalling, but I'm back at it again and am using it to help me get my focus back. I also like using it to keep track of my activity, although I've not had an organised execise regime for a few months now due to an injury. I'm getting back into my activity, however, and I will be updating all my numbers soon.

As I said, I don't write in this blog with an audience in mind, but if anyone had any questions or comments on anything here, please don't hesitate to post!

BTW, the name of my blog came from a comment my supervisor at work made one day when I was in the middle of a full-blown rant about something I had to do that was infuriating me. He interrupted me and said something to the tune of, "Don't worry about it you don't have to do it. And my goodness look at you! Where are you going, everytime I see you, you're smaller! It's crazy, you're the incredible shrinking woman!!" The moment was funny and unexpected and seemed to sum up my life right now, so I came home and re-titled my blog.

Now all I need is a cape...

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

One score and 9 years ago...

...Delle weighed 8 lbs and some-odd ounces!

Holy crap...I always thought that that had been a lot, but I could take baby-me and do tricep curls with her..LOL! Maybe I wasn't such a fat baby after all!

It was a good birthday, not that I'm much bothered about them. It's never been a very big deal for me, having it so close to Christmas and everyone always been too distracted to pay much mind. F has a thing about wanting to be the first person to wish you happy birthday, and I woke up sometime after midnight to the sound of my answering machine kicking in, then I got a singing birthday message from her that was too awesome. I was quite amused to listen to her sing in 4 different languages, definitely a message I am going to be keeping. Work was fine, I had fun with coworkers, then when my shift was over, F came and fetched me and we went to Applebees for supper. I ate light earlier in the day, and decided not to stress too much about the meal. Applebees has been one of my fav places to go out to since I moved here, and we've always gone there on my special occasions. I got my favorite chicken fajitas, and I requested no quacamole (sp?) or whatever sour cream stuff normally comes with. I also didn't have any alcohol, as normally I will have a pint or two, and just had water the whole time. I didn't order dessert, even tho I was coaxed and cajoled to do so. However F and L told the server that it was my b-day, and I looked at her and said, you're not going to sing at me are you? and she said no, of course not! and of course she got her fellow servers and they all came singing and clapping and presented me with a dessert dish. I asked for more spoons and tried to get the others to help me eat it, but they very stubbornly left most of it to me. I did end up eating it, thankfully it was one scoop of ice cream and one little square of fudge brownie. It tasted like sin itself and I savoured it. I also didn't beat myself up over it; I've been good, and I definitely won't ever be seeking the stuff out for myself. I've not had dessert anything since June, the most I've had has been fat-free jello pudding, which is nothing much. It was a wonderful treat, supper and the dessert, and I didn't try to track it when I got home, tho maybe I should try before the week is out. I figure I'll just eat within my DPs for the rest of the week, and try to leave most if not all of my FPs, and that should cover it fine. After supper F and I went to the movies and saw "The Golden Compass", which was decent enough. I was excited that there was a preview for the new Narnia movie, I'm definitely looking forward to seeing that one. The first Narnia movie had been my birthday movie a couple of years ago, and if the next one was playing next winter, it would be birthday movie 2008, but it is going to be a summer movie, if I remember correctly. That's okay, I'm sure there will be something that will suit. When I got home there was another singing b-day message waiting for me, this time from B, which was real sweet of him. Either way I am at peace with my age and very aware that this time last year I was actually quite down, thinking that it would only be two years before I'm 30 years old. This year is completely different; I'm so excited to be turning 29...this is going to be my year, I feel this in my bones. I'm going to end off my 20s on the highest point I have ever been in my life. One year from now I am going to look back and think it was my best year ever, and how could anyone be depressed turning 30 after having such a kick-ass year as I am going to make this one be?

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