This Was Unexpected – But a Good Unexpected

I had thought for sure that my body had just reached a weight that it was happy at.  Afterall, I haven’t weighed less than 200 pounds since, well, since the 7th grade, so I’m sure when it got under 200, it wasn’t sure what to do. 

It’s been no secret that my weightloss has been hella slow for nearly six months.  I was crushed about it before, but in the past three months had truly gotten to the point where I was ok with it.  I was healthy, and happy and that was all that mattered.

Until this week.  My body has not only decided that “Oh yeah we have a pouch!  We have restriction!!  We can not eat very much!!!  Throw on the “off” switch!” BUT it has also decided to let go of some weight.  That’s right!  I’m losing again!  Can I get an Amen?

I’m moving slowly downward, but have learned only to use the scale as a tool for saying, “This works” or “This definitely doesn’t.”  I no longer flog myself if the numbers go up slightly – there’s no point.  Just make an adjustment.  But by God, I’m freaking LOSING again.

I’ve decided I’m going to “count” the weight that I am on the first of the month.  I may take some new progress pics as well.  I’m solidly in the 180s now (yay!) and am hoping to be close to my goal weight by my 18 month follow up in May.

Whatever triggered my body to let go, I am thoroughly happy.  I’m less than 15 pounds from my surgeon’s goal weight now.  Yay!


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