I have a personal goal of losing 6 more pounds before February 22. I'm at 4 down with 2 to go.
I was really beginning to doubt my progress, I re-injured my ankle, and a particularly challenging cross-fit-like class resulted in a pulled calf muscle. Excellent timing, with just 2 weeks til my goal date.
I started icing my injuries every evening and scaling back on cardio. I began to focus on weight training my arms, shoulders and abs. I re-evaluated my eating plan and increased my water intake, all in a desperate attempt to lose 2 more pounds. I kind of began to think that I was losing control, I have been fighting hard not to become obsessive.
Then I got on the scale on Thursday morning...my official weigh-in day.
I held my breath, closed my eyes and stepped onto the scale, the whole time wondering why that number has such an impact (maybe because I'm a tad obsessive :)) on my life.
To my completely unexpected delight, I was down to 175 pounds!
I officially reached my main goal of a 100 pound loss... AND my mini goal of 6 pounds by 2-22-13!
My husband, as of today, has lost 150 pounds. Him and I have lost a person. A good-sized person. Our trainer has commented that we lost him!
It's hard for me to realize this goal that I have reached. It is still sinking in. I am very grateful to a lot of people that has helped me on this journey. I appreciate all the positive reinforcement from my family and friends, and all the supportive comments from my dear SparkFriends.
Thank You SparkFriends, you don't know what you have done for me!