When people find out I've had gastric bypass, they tend to ask me “so...what weight do you want to end up at?”… and I never really know what to say.
Through this whole process, my weight loss has never really been about numbers for me. It’s more about how awesome I feel fitting in to smaller clothes, shopping in new stores, and generally feeling good about myself. But when I got on the scale today for my regular “weigh in,” I saw a number I’ve been waiting for the past few weeks. Today, I weighted 201 pounds, meaning that since my surgery, I have lost 100 pounds. And that is a number that just can’t be ignored.
This is what 100 pounds of fat looks like.
Holy mother of god.
100 pounds is the weight of an average 13 year old. Ummmm…So, I’ve lost an entire teenager’s worth of weight from my body. Yowza. Whenever I think about it, all I can picture is me with a 13 year old on my back…for the past 10 years. It seems so ridiculous…and slightly painful.
The lowest I can ever remember weighing is 204. I was 15 and was on my first successful diet ever. It was something I made up on my own. It involved 30 minutes of treadmill a day (after school) and feeling guilty about every single calorie I put into my mouth. I distinctly remember being at a cookout, looking at a cookie and thinking to myself, “If I eat this, It will be like I didn’t even exercise today…no cookie…no cookie…no.” I lost about 20 pounds, but it didn't last very long.
Anywhoo, I was thrilled and decided to celebrate this milestone at the beach. I thought I would share a picture. I felt amazing.
At this point, I really don’t know where I’m going to end up, weight-wise. The one thing I do know is that I won’t ever lose another hundred pounds. I’m going to sit back, relax, and enjoy this feeling as long as I can!