As I sit here, trying to come up with something new and exciting to say, I find myself at a loss. There's nothing I haven't said about my sleeve. I' still love it, and the results I've had from it.
After 10 months, I am still slowly losing weight. I didn't expect that, for sure. I was able to reach my goal weight around 8 months, and planned to begin maintaining at that point. I began this journey at 257. My "ideal" weight was 150 (I'm 5' 6"); I'm currently 137. I began in a tight 24, and expected to get to a comfortable 10-12.... well, I blew that out of the water. I am currently a 6.... a freakin' 6! I have NEVER in my adolescent, teen or adult life worn a 6. I swear, I went from kids clothes to a 9 by 5th or 6th grade.
I eat what I want, in moderation and within reason. I don't weigh or measure anything, and haven't since early on. I only get on the scale once a week, which I think is the best advice I can give anyone. Oh, and I do go to the gym at least 3 times a week; something I just started in the last 6-8 weeks, and regret not having done so sooner. I look great in clothes, but otherwise it's a different story. I do have some plans for plastics in 2015.
I still get big reactions when people see me. Thanksgiving was interesting this year. I had some in laws not recognize me. My husband re-introduces me as his new wife, and tells me daily how great I look.
Still the best decision ever.
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