After kicking ass on the elliptical I almost ran to the locker room and hid in a stall so that I could safely and discretely pull out my scale (Planet Fitness is a "No Intimidation Zone" and scales scare the other patrons) and see where I am at. I stepped onto the scale and BOOM! 349.4 pounds. I released a squee of delight at the number smiling back at me! I couldn't believe that it was real. 350 was just past high school weight. I'm gettin there! I stepped off and then stepped on again. Same exact weight. I dove into my bag and pulled out my camera. I wanted photographic proof of this momentous occasion! I turn on the camera and I step on again and then my face fell... 351... I stepped off and stepped on again. 351... Damn it... What happened? I stepped on one more time and BOOM! 349.4! I was so excited that I leaned over to grab my camera and it dawned on me. My camera has weight. And it's putting me over my number... Damn it! Chris already left and is sitting in the car. On top of that I'm naked in a bathroom stall... *sigh* Oh well. You guys'll just have to take my word for it!
This particular weight was an unspoken goal of mine because once I'm below this weight, I can weigh myself on pretty much any scale! All of the old school scales that they have at doctor's offices max out at 350. So now I don't have to worry about being discriminated at any office for being too heavy. In the past year I've gone from weighing up to 425 pounds down to a sultry, sexy 349! That's roughly 75 pounds! WOO HOO! I've still got some ways to go but I wanted to reflect on how good of a job I've done so far. I'm not one to toot my own horn but uh... TOOT TOOT!
Of course with the good comes the bad... This morning, on the way to the gym, my car broke down. I fear the worse with it as well. I'll find out what's going on this weekend and hopefully it's something fixable and not overly expensive. I've already spun this in a positive manner for the worst case scenario. If I don't have a car and I can't get to the gym, I have only one more day of the Frank to 5k program left. I may call it a game one day early and transition to my next stage. That will be announced later! ...Sigh... First the computer then the car... Something that helped me recover this morning on the walk to work was a homeless guy with a sign that said "Smile. It could be worse. You could be me!" That was enough to break me out of my self induced funk. I've been on a campaign to smile a lot more in general. I am lucky to be alive. I'm thinner and more confident in myself and my abilities. So this is all for now. I have so many things to write about it's just finding the way to get it out there.