Slow Progress Is Still ProgressWednesday, January 21, 2015
I've been planning to write this post for awhile now, but something happened a few days ago that prompted me to get on it.
As you may remember if you've been reading here for awhile, I have been a longtime GOMI reader. I generally just lurk, but I did create an account a few months ago to respond to a few things in the Operation Skinny Jeans thread, where I had been mentioned a few times. Over the weekend, one commenter (whose posts I usually enjoy), decided to go on a crazy (and entirely excessive) digging spree, and for some reason, looked up my personal Facebook page. Now, I had already set my page privacy so that only my friends can see it, but apparently, I still had (and have, because though I tried to fix many, I have so many more to go through) some photos that were public. This commenter mentioned that I have not had any success losing weight.
And to a large extent, she's right.
I had gained thirty pounds fairly quickly (which was one of the first things that made me wonder if I had PCOS), and at my heaviest this past summer, I weighed 327 pounds. By the time I went to the doctor in August, I had dropped down to 318. In November, when I had last weighed myself, I had gotten down to 311.4. At that point, I had been doing really well logging my food and exercise in My Fitness Pal.
But then my grandma died.
It was difficult for me to actually care about what I was eating, let alone log my food. I didn't really want to think about anything. I was just kind of numb.
But somehow, even without paying a lot of attention to my food, tracking my food, or exercise much, I've gotten down to 306.3. That's the smallest I've been in almost two years. I've lost over twenty pounds in the past six months, and I'm proud of that, especially because PCOS makes losing weight difficult. And yes, with more effort, I probably could have lost more, but I can't remember the last time that I've lost anywhere close to that amount of weight. I'm not sure it's ever actually happened before (I feel like I've been in a perpetual cycle of lose a few, gain a few). Additionally, I've lost an inch or two in most areas of my body.
So yes, my progress might be slow. And yes, my progress might not be overtly visible. But I am making progress.
And I'll take it.