I picked 200 pounds. I haven't been under that weight since middle school. Those 30 pounds were the toughest. I had more weight gains (I haven't had many) then I did the rest of my journey. I haven't been going to meetings as frequent because they are the same time I run in the morning on Saturdays and their schedules are not really conducive with a working husband (most their meetings are during the weekday and not even early morning or late evening). I would probably weigh in every 3 weeks. I would start to stress during the second week when I didn't know where I was. But.....
Today, I weighed in before work. I finally hit it. I weighed in at 198. I hit my Goal Weight and begin to start the maintaining process. I am pretty much scared because I have to add points to my daily system so I don't lose too much. But I am also super excited. Seeing that "1" on the scale was awesome. I will hopefully be able to embrace my victory tomorrow morning with my old group. I haven't made a meeting in a long time but it's only because I am much more active in my life. I miss going to meetings but I have to pick my battles.
I never thought I would weigh less than 200 pounds. It wasn't easy. I had family deaths, family drama, holidays, partial separation, and everything else thrown at me. But the reality is this: I am and never was on a "diet" I changed my lifestyle. I changed my life. Lori and I even bought bikes and a baby trailer for Avery. We biked six miles to get ice cream last week. Every Sunday we go to the Oceanfront to run and get coffee together. We love it.
As Ice Cube would say, "Today was a good day".
I couldn't of done this without great friends and a wonderful wife. She has had her own weight loss journey and knows what it takes.
I don't really know what my next plan of action is. I do know I am going to keep running and keep doing what I am doing.
Here is my weight loss graph. I have been consistent but I have had some bumps in the road.