Amount Lost : 98 pounds / 7 stone
Amount Still to Lose : 32 pounds or 2 stone
& 4 pounds
Percentage Lost of the 130 Pounds I’m Aiming
to Lose : 75.4%
Percentage of Original Weight Lost : 32.2%
BMI : 29.5
I finally did it. Seven stone lost in 2 years and 10
months. Seven stone necklace on and staying on. Can’t really believe I only
have 2 stone 4 pounds still to lose. I would say three stone ‘cos I definitely
intend to go a little further. Ten stone lost in total is the ultimate plan. Do
I look like someone who is three stone overweight? I honestly do not know.
Not sure I could love anything as much as Zumba. The
instructor is brilliant. She doesn’t shout at us. She has a
we’re-all-in-this-together-attitude. My Saturday morning swim & Zumba gets
me set for the weekend. Sure, I have to get up early AGAIN but
concentrating on the moves in class with a relaxing swim and sauna beforehand
releases all the work crap (okay, most of the work crap) from me. Reborn on a
Saturday. Time to think about other things.
Still not sure I want to be the sort of person who does
lots of classes, someone with a fitness regime, but unless I want to severely
limit my food intake I have to, however silly it seems. That’s Hydro Fit. Very
silly. The instructor on the side of the pool prancing away. Us splashing
around, using foam weights for resistance under the water. Utterly ludicrous. But
I just carry on and laugh at myself.
Am I really the same person I was three years ago? Taking
short summer walks on the prom and feeling like I was in the way of more
important people.
And I’m still swimming. I’m in that pool three or four
times a week – often before a class - getting in yet more lengths. However, one
Saturday in June I travelled to Oxenholme station where the FGE picked me up
and we drove (well, she did) for a little way, then walked two miles to Gurnal
Dubbs and swam and picnicked. It was great. Yes, I’m sure I felt a fish brush
my knee & some weed got tangled around my leg and I imagined way worse
lurking in the depths, but how exciting and brave to be swimming outdoors. I
look at the photos and can’t quite believe I did it. Hope to do more outdoor
swimming someday.
Two pounds to go till 100 pounds off.
Three pounds to go until I reach the weight I got to with
Slyming Whirled (sic) when I was eighteen. Got to admit I’d be delighted to
smash through that particular landmark.
Four pounds to go until I’m the lightest I’ve been since
approximately halfway through senior school.
Seven pounds till I reach what, in the US, they call ‘onederland’,
ie under two hundred pounds. I started at 304 pounds so … BIG WOW!
Then onwards to ‘eight stone off’ I guess. Might take a
year …
Another big thank you to everyone who has liked, commented,
retweeted and just generally been supportive. My mentioning every blooming
pound must be most boring. Special thanks to the spooky old witch (her words)
Stella for being right about me getting there this week and to the FGE for
buying me the Seven Stone Necklace last November for my birthday and waiting all
this time for me to wear it.
