While I am not happy with where I am in my weight loss, my husband seems to be of the opinion that I am having great success. I guess I just know where I want to be, and I want it to come more quickly then it is.
I am so happy to report that I have lost over six inches around on my waist. It is amazing really for me to comprehend. I remember measuring a jumper that was becoming rather tight around the middle and being amazed at the length. Ok, shocked would really be the better word. Now, I wear it with ease. I am even hopefully going to find some new slimmer looks at Goodwill. My husband has informed me that my shirts are just a little too baggy. It was a true revelation for me. As I began to pay attention, I realized the shoulder seam on a few was quite low. Some of my short sleeves were more three quarter sleeves. 
It is odd too that my pants seemed to be getting a little longer as well. I didn’t realize this fact until I was walking through the kitchen, and well, after the thud, everyone wanted to know what happened. I slipped on my pants leg! OOOPS!
It’s is New Year’s! Everyone seems to be so excited about losing weight and becoming physically fit. UGH! I don’t say that because I don’t want to be fit myself or deprive others of that gift, but people at my gym are coming out of the woodwork literally!
Ok, I love meeting new people. I love the little support group that we regulars have together. We know when to encourage the other when it is just one of those tough days. We have all bonded. I literally felt as though I needed a badge as some new coming male counterparts joined the gym this week. We all have our routines. Those of us that work out together could tell you what the next step each of us are going to take. This new guy the other day jus
t seemed to flitter back and forth and no one could predict where he would land next. We all were in our work out mode. I was on the lat pulldowns. I was half way through my first set when I felt that feeling you get when someone is watching you. Someone was. This guy was standing just off to the left of me, and it was clear he expected me to get off my machine for him! I was like what… So much so that when I stood to set the weights down in between sets, he acted as though he was going to sit on top of me. I hate that feeling. I just went to the weight rack and finished there. One of my gym friends came over and patter me on the back. She said,”Don’t worry, they all disappear by February!” I told her we all needed a badge that read, “This is not my New Year’s Resolution. This isn’t my first week, and all the front desk workers can vouch for that!” Apparently, my badge suggestion has been discussed throughout the regulars. They have all enjoyed the laugh provided.
While the others will come and go, it takes dedication and recognition that it will be a long journey. It is so true what they say about it taking time. I didn’t gain it all at one meal. For me, my journey is a life style change. It is a process of reprogramming old habits with new ones. It isn’t easy when my hubby can eat what he wants, when he wants, and how much he wants, and it seems to not affect him. All of our lifestyles have been affected for the positive! It is amazing the choices we make because that is what we have been programmed, but when we discover how that choice affects us or what it involves, we are eager for a change.
Now, I just have to stay motivated for the other half of my goal!
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