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 experiencing...so 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...

Thursday, April 17, 2008

I miss winter

3 weeks, 3 days till Nightwish!
-OP: yes
-activity: yes

Coming from a place that has no summer and thus being used to year being divided between winter, spring and fall, I can't get used to how quickly it can change here between winter and summer. In no time at all I've gone from wearing a coat to being too hot while I went for my walk today. I was rather glum when I reminded myself that last summer I would be delighted with a day of only 22 degrees and 35% humidity to go for a walk...it's so depressing to know that it will get so much hotter and wetter that a day like today will seem a blessing. Still, it is to be hoped that I will fare better this summer than last, having rid myself of much of my insulation. The change in weather has brought about curious recollections, and today I found myself remembering things from when I first started WW last July, flashes of memory tied to warm humid weather. Hard to believe summer has come round again, I almost feel I am running out of time and it is hard not to be impatient sometimes, and I worry that I won't be near enough where I wanted to be when I go home to visit. I've only felt that way very recently, I guess I've placed such importance on it that I want it to be as perfect as possible. I hate that things are slowing down now when I am starting to get so close. I'm almost positive now I am going to lower my goal weight, at least to the very upper edge of what is deemed the healthy weight range for my height and age. But I am still being flexible about it, and I am more concerned about being happy with my body than what the number is exactly. I will know when I get there, but I look at my body now and I think I can stand to lose a lot more than another 20-odd lbs. My body still seems so big to me in many ways. But still, when I go out to walk amongst all the other active folk along the river, I feel so much more confident than I had last summer. I felt I stood out so much before, but now I am starting to feel like I am not so drastically different from the other people I see out exercising. I've also noticed that the majority of people I see running and cycling and walking and rollerblading are thin and fit. I have come to the realisation that despite the way many of us overweight people seem to believe that most thin people are just lucky or blessed with good genes and can eat and do as they please without gaining weight, I think the truth is that most of them are thin because they eat less than overweight people, generally eat better...and are generally more active. These people are not being active to lose weight, as I am. They are active because that is what they do. It really does seem that they are not thin by accident, after all.

Earned 6 APs today: 85 min brisk walking

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