21 1/2 Weeks Post-Op - WOW.

Guys.  I ran.  I was finishing up a treadmill workout last night - I typically do 65 minutes on the treadmill at 3.4 mph with the incline set at 5%.  Then after about 25 minutes, I start playing with the incline and I'll do 5 minutes at 10%, 5 minutes at 15%, 5 minutes back at 10%...and then I'll drop back to 5% and carry 5 pound hand weights.  It's a good workout.  Makes me sweat and I can feel it in my quads and gluts the next day.

I rewarded myself with a new TV in my workout area - I got a little Smart TV that has wi-fi so I can watch Netflix while I workout.  The previous TV was OK but we couldn't connect it to cable so I was watching DVD's of Sex and the City while working out and since they're only 22 minutes long, I was getting on and off the treadmill 3 times per workout to hit "Play" again.  Annoying.  Anyways, the new TV came out of the box, I hopped on the treadmill and gave it 55 minutes and then thought - "let's see what happens".  I bumped the speed up to 4.3 mph and started to jog.  Not fast, not pretty but it happened.  I wanted to see if I could go 5 minutes straight, no stopping, no slowing down.  I KILLED IT.  I totally did it!!  And it wasn't bad!!  I mean, I don't know if I'll ever classify myself as a RUNNER, but I did it...and I'll do it again.

I hit a nice little goal overnight too.  As of today, I weigh less than I did when I met my husband.  I also weigh less than I did when I conceived my oldest son.  That puts me at 95 pounds lost since my heaviest weight ever and 75 pounds lost since the day of surgery.  I'm almost overwhelmed that it's THAT much weight.

Man, I write this a lot but it feels so good to be successful at this weight loss game.  I spent so much of my life being discouraged and depressed about not being able to lose weight or not being able to stick with a diet.  I absolutely feel blessed that I had the opportunity to have a Roux-en-Y surgery covered by insurance.  I know I never would have had this success without the help of surgery.  Yes, it's work.  I have a hacking cough that would have been a wonderful excuse to skip a workout last night...but I really wanted to see the scales number drop this morning and that meant making time for the treadmill.  Yes, Thanksgiving is coming up and I would love to eat everything my heart desires but I do NOT want to pay the consequences so I have no choice but to be good.  I love that.  Cheating is not an option.  There is no more justification for my actions necessary - it's not possible to not be good.  Such an amazing feeling!!