Scale Victory: I was at 214.5 when I weighed in this morning. This means that I have lost
100.5 poundssince I started on the pre-op diet on May 2nd. I remember when I went to my required psych appointment in the spring, she asked me what my goal was, and I told her I didn't have an end number in mind, but I didn't think it was unreasonable to lose 100 pounds in the first year. Baby, I will take 100 pounds in the first 5-1/2 months. I will take it and run away laughing. I still have 41-55 pounds to go, depending on where I decide my ultimate goal weight is, but 100 pounds feels amazeballs. That's a two-month-old horse!
Plus? TOM came yesterday, with all of the bloating and ooginess that entails. I'm down 100 pounds even with TOM in town.
Non-Scale Victory: Jeans are on sale at Target this week for $15. I like Target jeans for what they are - they're cheap, but they fit well (I like Fit 4) and they come in long inseams (I'm a tall gal). I like cheap jeans these days because I've been through 6 sizes so far. I'm not at a place where I'm looking to make a commitment to expensive jeans. So I'm a few weeks away from fitting into a size 12 yesterday when I read in the Target flyer that jeans are on sale. I figure, "What the hell, I might as well buy them when they're on sale and hold onto them until they fit." So I bought the size 12 long, fit 4 jeans (possibly the only ones they had - the selection was a little picked over yesterday). I got them home and the wife says, "Try them on. Just to see how far you have to go."
They fit. They fit perfectly.
I almost cried. I haven't been lower than a size 14 in my entire adult life, and those size 12 jeans went right on and buttoned without a struggle and looked DAMN GOOD.
I cannot wait to see what happens next.