|After our carriage ride through Central Park|
As a former thin person, I used to think: "How can you not know you were THAT fat?" It seemed odd to me. You get on the scale and read the number. You're fat. You buy clothes and see what size you have to get to fit your girth. You're fat. How can you NOT know how fat you are? It made no sense.
This odd phenomenon is now happening to me.
I know that I am gaining weight. I know that I'm big. I've ballooned from a size 6 to tight size 16. I see 50 extra pounds when I step on the scale. Logically, I understand that I am gaining weight but for some reason, it never registered with me internally or emotionally.
I got my first dose of reality this past April when we went to Mexico on vacation. I bought several tankini suits which fit me. I knew I wasn't going to look great but I figured I looked appropriate and okay. When I looked at some of our first photos during the trip, I was horrified. I actually started crying right there on the chaise lounge on the beach. I could not believe how big I had grown.
It happened again this weekend. When I look at this picture that I posted, I am awestruck by the size of my arm. My God! No wonder none of my shirts fit me anymore! This is a real wake up call.
Starting the Belly Fat Cure before our long weekend celebration in NYC was not smart. I walked well over 10,000 steps every day with all our sightseeing but we ate and drank and ate some more. It was our 25th wedding anniversary after all! I ended up gaining 1.5 lbs.
Quite frankly, I didn't want to follow the BFC very closely during our trip. I just wanted to enjoy some quality time with my husband -- which I did.
Now it's time to get back on track.
The good news is I do not have any major celebrations or events in the near future. I have a friend's wedding to attend next month but it's a small affair. I have a few business trips between now and Thanksgiving but I will make smart meal choices on the road. Thanksgiving is the next "big thing" on my radar.
I do have an important business event the week before Thanksgiving. I will be seeing a lot of people I haven't seen in a year. I would like to be down 30 lbs. by then. It is 17 weeks away. Do you think that is possible? Rosalie lost 30 lbs. in 12 weeks. She is my inspiration!