Wow, I've had an exhausting weekend! I logged about 600 miles on my car driving between Boston-NYC-Provincetown, MA-Boston, but it was a great time and I wouldn't have had it any other way. Even if that means I'm completely sleep deprived.
As of this morning, I am down 36 pounds!
Man, I can't wait to get down to that nice round 4-0 number. Soon, soon, I know.
Now that Labor Day has passed, it's officially boot season. This makes me so happy! What doesn't make me happy is that with this weight loss, I now need to find both a new fall jacket and a winter one as well. I'm going to hold off on the winter one for now, but have to start looking with some seriousness for something to wear in the fall.
Also, I have to wrap my brain around sizing and what I am/am not anymore. I got caught in a rain storm yesterday in P-town and jumped into a store to buy a hoodie. XL was swimming on me, and of course it was my first inclination. I bought a L but it too wasn't really a good fit either. C'est la vie!
It's 6:35 AM on Thursday morning. I'm humming Cross the Line and I'm running through the list of things I still need to pack in advance of our trip to NYC this weekend for Electric Zoo (a musical festival for electronic music junkies). Of course, I realized I hadn't checked in for week 8 yet, so here goes.
I am officially down 33 pounds!
I've decided that rather than continuing to post weekly on Facebook, I'll save my friends the ad nauseum updates and instead post every 10 pounds or so. I'll continue updating here weekly and if I were even techy, I'd figure out how to do a table in HTML so I could post my weekly weigh-ins on one page. But I'm not. And I'm not going to post it if it's not readable anyway.
According to my surgeon, I'm on track. Look, there's no way I was going to lose 30 pounds a month when my starting weight was just over the qualifying amount. So 33 pounds in two months is right on target. He says I will probably lose another 15-20 in the next month and then it will start to taper off; down to 8-10 for the following three months and then 5-8 after that for the rest of the first year. So, my desire to be down 60 pounds by Christmas, is, according to his estimates, reasonable.
I've been having some pain to the left of my belly button and when I told him about it, he jabbed me in the precise spot it hurt. Apparently the nerve endings are starting to come back to the area where I have internal stitches/staples, so this is common. I may feel like this for a few months. He wants me to practice good posture (remember those lessons with a book on your head?), continue wearing the binder (which I need to order a new one online since the ones in the drugstores are made for people with exceptionally short torsos) and do core exercises.
Otherwise, I'm healing normally - despite the fact that I've still got a little crust at the opening of my incision. That may take another week or two to fully close.
Now, I'm off for the Very Long Weekend of crazy DJs, dancing for 10+ hours a day and little-to-no sleep.
