Taking stock

[gurdymonkey]

I see by the by the calendar that it has been a year and two weeks since I decided to set down my fork and step away from the table.

I took off thirty pounds last summer.  I've kept all of it off, although efforts to move off that plateau and shave off a bit more ballast have not yet been successful.

I have continued to walk two miles a day five days a week whether I feel like it or not. I mostly feel like it.

I eat what I like, I just don't eat stupidly any more.

If I get hit by a bus tomorrow, the donor card I signed might actually furnish someone in desperate need with a viable heart instead of a useless hunk of meat. Or kidneys, or whatever.

If I last longer than that, I have a decent shot at not following the family tradition of getting diabetes. Or stroke. Or heart problems.

I will not be driving all the way to Quincy this weekend, I am saving the gas money for my Pennsic fund. Instead, I will say goodbye to The Fat Clothes and clean out my closet.

Comments

[czina.livejournal.com]

Congrats on keeping the weight off!

In a strange twist of fate, pregnancy seems to have the opposite effect on me than 'normal' - my heaviest weight was at my first OB visit with Bean (now 3.5). After his birth, I was down about 30 lbs from that high point, and kept off that weight. With Aurora, I was again the heaviest at the beginning of her pregnancy, and lost about 20 lbs total after her birth. Now I've put back on maybe 5 lbs from that, but I'm still down, and hope to stay that way. Heheh - one more child, and I should be at my 'ideal' weight, grin.

Cleaning out the Fat Clothes is a good thing :) In packing up the house to move, I started 4 stacks for clothes: the keep pile, the donate to SCA pile, the donate to Charity pile, and the Trash pile. For awhile, all 4 piles were about the same size, which I thought was an interesting sign of what we have been keeping. Clothes with holes aren't really useful, and any clothes designated 'messy clothes' - well, they got that designation after being involved with things like paint and tar, and never got used for that purpose again. In the process, I also got rid of stacks of socks, underwear, and other lingerie that fit into: old, holey, and/or 'will never fit into w/o major reduction surgery' categories, too. It's a very liberating experience, and is a great way to take stock of what you have/need/really use.

[gurdymonkey.livejournal.com]

I chucked a LOT of stuff before I moved to California, so I know whereof you speak. However, it's definitely time to triage the closet again. ;-D