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, February 26, 2008

How does it feel

This day was a bust. I was left a notice yesterday telling me that my flat was going to be inspected today, so I hung around and didn't exercise because I figured I'd just be into it and sweating and I would be decended upon. Only no one ever came. I'm starting to get seriously annoyed with the people who run this place and how they pull this shit. I did catch up on my sleep however, it was a somewhat sleepless weekend overall. I slept and slept and had strange dreams but it was all very good, and I woke up feeling better than I have for a while. In one dream I was probably the most lucid I have ever been in a dream, and I have had some pretty pucid dreams in my day. Everything seemed so normal, but I felt just surreal enough that I was able to tell I was dreaming. I was with my cousin K and telling her how I was pretty sure I was actually asleep and dreaming and that it was odd because I usually wake up when I'm THAT aware of what's going on. I even contemplated doing something to prove it was a dream, I told her I could jump off the roof if I wanted because I was dreaming and I wouldn't get hurt. Instead I went up to a guy who was walking by and just kissed him, because I knew I could get away with it. Because it was a dream. Too funny, I hope I have some more lucid dreams tonight. I ate my DPs but I only got 3 L of water in, so I might try to get some more in before I go to bed. No worries.

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