Today's one of the hungry days. I'm in PMS mode (it's either that or everybody in my house has suddenly turned annoying), and hunger is one of my things. 31 pounds 'till X. It's not likely I'll hit that in the next 34 (I think) days. Possible, but not likely. I'm hoping, though! That'd be sweet.
The next goal after X is smaller. As is the one after that. X is a BIG GOAL. But reaching will be so awesome. X is pretty much the halfway point. After X, Y, and Z, we see where I am and mostly how I feel.
My working plan is to do more "short courses" after the mandatory break. I've heard from others it's much, much easier. 23 injections instead of 43. And with the 23 it's snuck in between periods so one doesn't have to add a week onto the payment book. Also, one doesn't have to take a day off per week. So it's a straight three weeks, then the stabilization program. So six weeks instead of 11-12. No, one doesn't lose as much at a time, but qualify of life and sanity is important too. This is HARD, baby!
I really can't look and see in my crystal ball how I'd do on a short (pounds lost) but if it was say, 20, that'd be pretty cool. The goal is to do my very best on this portion, not cheat a whit on stabilization, then maintain (maybe lose more??) on my own and then sneak in a short course before my surgery. Timing has to be right because I do not want to deal with stabilization when traveling/having surgery. Not that I intend to eat like a stevedore, mind you, but it will be challenging enough without having to seek out a special diet while I'm there. And if one can't have ice cream on the day they have neurosurgery....
Well, time to hoist my sorry carcass off the couch and get something done. My dad is coming over for dinner tonight. I'm making taco salads for them. I'll have a "special" salad for myself. I don't expect everybody else to eat just like I do (they'd starve!). And it's not forever. Hey, in a month and two days, I can have bacon!
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