There Are Years That Ask Questions...

...and there are years that answer questions.

2012 was a year that answered a lot of questions for me.

I rang in the new year with some celebrations and dancin' in the kitchen (and Christmas stockings on my feet...shouldn't those be hung by the chimney with care?). Nope.

In February, with a trip to London, I discovered the answer to the question: "Am I strong and fit enough to climb up onto those monuments at Trafalgar Square?"  Yep!

In April, I found out the answer to the question: "Can I snow-shoe for two hours over hills and into the valleys?"  Yep.  I did.  Didn't even get winded!

Crater Lake

And then I learned the answer to the question: "Am I brave enough to stand up in front of a crowd and Karaoke?"  Abso-freakin-lutely!

I also figured out that paint-balling is fun for about 20 mins and then it's just kinda lame:

Can I jump out of an airplane?  More importantly: Is my weight low enough to meet the weight restrictions? Yes.

How many Non-Scale Victories (NSVs) and "firsts" did I experience during the year?  Too many to count:

Airplane seat NSV:
Cross my legs and tons of seat belt left over!

Fittin' into some sexy boots - over the calves!

First Bikini!

First jet-skiing!

How many Zumba and Jazzercise events can I shake my booty at? Lots.

 

Then I had to ask myself the tough question: "Where was my career headed?"

The answer: to California. Lots and lots of job interviews!

Golden Gate Bridge

I learned that the answer to the question, "how many boxes can your entire life's belongings fit into?" Exactly 138 boxes.

I found out that I could get back into lap swimming - which I hadn't done for years!

And where did I end my year?

I was back in the kitchen.

Enjoying a frosting-coated Christmas cookie and a vodka-spiked latte.

I wonder what 2013 will bring?

Weigh-in Day...

Today is my 179th weekly Friday weigh-in since I began my surgeon's pre-op diet in August of 2009.

• Starting weight: 258.8 lbs

• Goal weight: 145 lbs

• Last week's weight: 142.4 lbs

• Today's weight: 141.4 lbs

Looks like I actually lost about a pound over the Christmas week.

Still below goal.

Happy Friday!

Could You Save Your Own Life?

A friend of mine from high school posts the same exact email on her Facebook page each and every December 26th.

She's been doing this Facebook posting tradition for eight years now.

It's the email that she wrote to her family after living through the Tsunami in Phi Phi, Thailand on December 26th, 2004.

In her email she speaks of how she was sitting on the beach enjoying her vacation.

Hanging out in her bikini eating breakfast when she heard what sounded like the loudest thunder she had ever heard.

She looks over her shoulder to see a wall of black water headed towards her.

And she ran.

She ran up the nearest (and only mountain).

And she ran up over a mile and half of stairs.

Seriously.

She ran.

Up that mountain.

Up so many stairs.

She talks about how she passed people on the stairs who weren't fit enough to make it up the stairs and were swept away by the wall of the sea.

Not everyone could make it up the stairs fast enough.

She evens grabs a toddler on the way up and continues her run up the mountain, carrying him to safety.

She mentions how relieved she was that her usual daily exercise routine back home in the states involved the stair master.

There's no way that she would have been able to save herself from the Tsunami if she hadn't been in such great shape and so fit.

Then she mentions that once she reached the top of the mountain that there were so few people there.

So many people who couldn't climb all of those stairs were gone.

Into the sea.

Villages and people.

Gone forever.

I suppose Darwin was correct.

Survival of the fittest, right?

Right.

Over 230,000 people died due to that earthquake and the following tsunami.

I am so happy that my friend is alive today to tell the story of that fateful day on the island of Phi Phi.

Now, where was I on that same Christmas of 2004?

I was busy stuffing my face with Nutella filled crepes in the City of Lights.

Vacationing in Paris.

We woke up that morning in our hotel room to see horrible devastating scenes on CNN of the Tsunami.

That same Christmas of 2004, at 245+ lbs, there was no way that I would have been able to climb even one flight of stairs without becoming out of breath and having to stop to rest.

My health was not on my mind.

Being fit was not important.

Now, let's fast forward.

To just a few days ago....to the Christmas of 2012.

I am proud.

I am proud that I am now healthy enough to be able to save my own life.

I can walk up flights of stairs without becoming winded.

I can now walk a mile without stopping to rest.

And that's why I continue to fight this fight.

That fight that I fight each and every day to stay fit.

Why I put exercise at the top of my priority list now.

Why I go to Zumba now.

Why I ride that treadmill now.

Why I do, what I do.

Onwards.

...after Zumba

What Happens in the Dressing Room...

I wandered into a very quiet and empty White House Black Market the other day.

The sales ladies had these really bored yet eager looks on their faces.

I ignored them and started perusing the clearance racks. There is no way I would pay full price at that store. As my previous Oregonian self would say: "Spendy!"

Anywhoozle, I didn't think I would find anything good and would be out of there in a few minutes, but oh no...

Those sales ladies had other plans for me and quickly convinced me to start a dressing room.

I ended up in the dressing room with some dresses, jeans, and a few tops.

I remember how back in the day when I was a fatty, I would settle for clothes that were just "OK".  I never felt that "WOW!" when trying on clothes.

I settled on whatever didn't make me look too fat and covered up all my wobbly bits.

Now?

I must have that WOW! feeling when I try something on or it just doesn't come home with me.

These jeans are a perfect example of a ho-hum, not exciting, not the most flattering jeans (size 6).  So I didn't get them. But the shirt turned out to be awesome! (size small). The sales lady said the jeans were too big on me and brought me a size 4 (no photo).  They were the winner. Sorry no photo of the 4s:

How can I be a size 4 in jeans yet this size 8 dress fit me perfectly and is a "WOW!" in my book? Yep, bought it! Another clearance find! 

This black dress was almost a "WOW!" but I didn't like how I couldn't wear my normal bras with it - Still a cute and classic little black dress though.

But do you see that blue pattern strapless dress hanging right next to me?  OMG. Loved it. A size 8, fit in every way, except over the chest. I could connect the hook, but the side zipper wouldn't go up.  Therefore, I needed a 10 and since it was clearance, that 8 was the only size they had.  Boo.  Sadness.

But just between you and me: I did a little twirl in it in the dressing room in that blue dress.  Totally twirl-worthy!

Weigh In Day & Flashback Friday!

Goal Weight:  145 lbs

Today's Weight: 142.4 lbs

Still rockin' my goal weight!

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Now let's flashback in time.

To a much warmer day.

And a warmer locale.

No winter rain.

No chilly wind.

But we will have to add an extra ~115 lbs.

Back to the summer of 2006: Spanish Wells, Bahamas

~255 lbs

Always remember: there's no such thing as too much sunblock!

How I Get My Lap-Band to Feel Tighter Without an Adjustment Appointment

Yep, this trick only took me about a year and half to figure out.

I can be super slow on the uptake sometimes.

I have discovered FIVE things that make my band FEEL tighter:

• Stormy and rainy weather (AKA Low Barometric Pressure)
• Mental stress (work drama, life drama, etc)
• Too-tight sports bra.
• Aunt Flo
• Sinus / seasonal allergies

Since I can't control the weather. Which would be awesome by the way.

And I can't control the occasional life stress that comes into my life.

What do I do when my band feels loose and can't or don't want to get a Lap-Band adjustment appointment?

I stop taking my allergy medication!

A no brainer, right?

I usually take a Claritin each night.

But after not taking my Claritin for about two or three nights, bam! I wake up with what I would like to equate to approximately .2-.3 cc fill.  But without a adjustment!

No needles.

No making an appointment.

No taking time off of work for said appointment.

No 24 hrs of full liquids after said appointment.

By the way: an adjustment hurts WAY LESS than a eye brow wax.

I may be a tiny bit more sneezy but it's not that noticeable and is totally worth the extra restriction.

The best part? My hunger is reduced dramatically.

Is there something that makes your band feel tighter? Tell me:

What Day is Today?

Two years ago today, on December 17th, 2010 (a Friday), I stood on my scale on a dark and chilly morning, just before heading to work.

What did I discover?

I was at my goal weight for the first time.

Ever.

I've maintained my 115+ lbs weight loss for two years now.

What does maintaining my weight loss mean to me?

This photo pretty much sums it up.  A quick snap of me at this weekend's White Elephant Christmas party.

I wore this same sweater last Christmas too.

Thinking back to the days when I was a fatty, I can remember what it was like to have to go buy a new shirt, dress, outfit, etc before a party or special event because nothing in my closet fit me.

Everything was too small.

Always too small.

Sigh.

But now, I can go look through all the fun clothes that I have hanging in my closet and know that they will fit me.

And to me, that's what weight maintenance is all about.

Onwards.

Weigh-in Day & Holiday Glitter Toes

Goal weight: 145 lbs

Today's weight: 141.0 lbs

Still below my goal weight!

Happy Friday!

After Spending Thousands of Dollars on My Lap-Band...

"You get what you pay for and pay for what you get..."

My Lap-Band surgery and the three years of after care has cost me approximately $18,826.

Yep, I've kept track.

That means that I've spent about $159 for each and every pound i've lost.

Sometimes when I'm sitting in my used 2002 Honda Civic with its small dents and the inside panelling peeling, I think: "I could be driving a NEWer car right now instead of getting that Lap-Band..."

Welcome to crazy-town...comparing my weight loss to a car.

Anywhoozle, let's now talk about some good news:

My Lap-Band adjustments are COVERED under my new health insurance plan at work!

I've located a bariatric surgeon near me and I've become their new best friend by calling to try and get a band adjustment appointment for the first week of January (when my insurance kicks in).

Yay! Let's do the happy dance.

Weigh-in Day & I'm Not Afraid Anymore

Goal weight: 145 lbs

Today's weight:  140.8 lbs

What am I not afraid of anymore?

Wearing horizontal stripes.

As a fatty, I NEVER wore anything with horizontal stripes because I thought that the stripes made me look fatter.  

Well, I can tell ya, I fear no more!

Now that you've lost weight, what are you no longer afraid of?  Tell me: