Lucky and Shrinking

I know, I know.... I haven't blogged in forever. Want to know why?

BECAUSE I'VE BEEN BUSY LOSING 23 FREAKING POUNDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As Juju would say, "go you! go you! go you!".... Go me, go me, go me!

Yep, that's right people, this Treasure is officially shrinking. Now if I can just keep up this 20lbs a month thing, I will be a skinny minnie by Christmas. Ok, but lets keep it realistic here... maybe just 10lbs a month and I will be happy still. Either way, I will never be this weight again.

I even managed to drag myself to the gym a few times while in Marietta. Not to mention I am pretty sure 5 of the pounds I lost was due to nearly sweating to death every night. Scott likes to keep the house at a warm 79 degrees. Poor Penny was dying in her fur coat. Anyways it has been a great week. Down 23lbs, down a bunch of inches, BMI went down 4 points and got to spend the week hanging and being spoiled by Scott and Juju.

My personal trainer (who also thinks she is my shrink) pointed out a few things to me this week. She made me see how incredibly lucky I am to be in the situation I am. She really made me take a look at my life and helped me see that I am seriously fortunate. I have awesome friends who I love and who love me and entertain me to no end.  I have a job that I absolutely adore and allows me to live the life I want. My dog is well behaved and is the best side-kick anyone could ask for. I have a great apartment and a car that works. And most importantly I have the best, most supportive, funniest family that anyone could ever ask for. My sister and her hubby are like the President and Vice President of my fan club. I'm not sure there are 2 bigger supporters out there. They tolerate my endless amounts of phone calls to update them on how my personal trainer tried to kill me. They even get excited for every pound I lose. It's fair though, after all, I listen to hours of my sister rambling on about frosting and turkeys and half marathons and camp and paint colors. And then there is Scott and Juju. How lost would I be without them?? Lord knows they are resposible for me turning into a functioning memeber of society. And bless them, they were soooo supportive when I was home. They could have eaten whatever they wanted all week but no, they followed my strict menu and never drifted. My food menu that my PT gives me isn't the most exciting menu out there. Pretty much the same meals over and over, but it didn't bother my mom and dad. They stuck it out like champs. I'm pretty sure they even cleaned out the pantry and fridge before I came home so that I wouldn't be tempted by anything. My dad didn't even get french fries when we went out to eat!!!! It was like being in the Twilight Zone... dododododo. It was really cute, Juju had to make cookies for a shower and trying to be supportive, she made the dough while I napped and then baked them while I slept in the next morning. It was probably best because I wanted to swan dive into the bowl of cookie dough. (Hey, give me a break, I'm only a month into this new life style.)

I never realized how important friends and family are in this process until my PT told me about her other clients. She has some clients that seriously struggle because their friends and family try to derail their weight loss. Lots of jealous and unsupportive people out there apparently.  I'm lucky that my friends want what's best for me and know that I am not drinking alcohol right now and always offer up activities that dont center around going out to bars and parties. I am soo lucky that I don't have a crazy italian family that forces rich food down my throat and encourages me to "embrace my curves" when my curves are killing me. I'm lucky to have family members that are willing to go to the gym with me, that are willing to cook and eat the few things I can eat, and pick up my never ending phone calls to listen to me ramble on and on about what I had for dinner or what I did in the gym.

I am about as set up for success as anyone could be. This weight thing is my last hurdle. Even though I have a feeling that once I am skinny I am going to get hounded about finding a husband. I gave in on the weight loss thing, but I will be less likely to cave on the marriage issue. I don't want to get married until I'm 35 so dont even bother bringing it up :-)

So yea, I think it is safe to say I am a lucky girl and I have had a fantastic week.
I LOVE YOU ALL AND THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR BEING SO SUPPORTIVE!!!!!!!!!