I think I've neglected weighing in for awhile now. Not because of gaining weight or anything like that. I just haven't been feeling well lately, so I haven't been posting much of anywhere. I have another month still to go before my prolapsed bladder gets fixed, and I've been having a few problems with that.I'm kindda amazed at just how many folks in my immediate environment look at me and say: "Well, that isn't something you have to get fixed right away, at least." Cuz it's obvious they have no real clue regarding what this is, the inconvenience involved, the discomfort and feeling that you're being poisoned, and all of that.
So I first want to apologize for being noticeably absent -- yet again.
Hopefully when I get this taken care of, I'll be able to get back to normal. At least the kind of normal I was enjoying right after having my gall bladder out last October. Because ever since I've been not feeling well again, ever since the prolapse has gotten worse, the vertigo has come back.
My weigh-in this morning went well. I'm down to 170.6 lbs (just shy of another mini goal) and 27.9% body fat -- if my Tanita-like scale can be taken at its word -- which most of them can't. The good thing is that at least I can say my body fat percentage is moving downwards, down from 30.3% when I first started this diet round about 6 weeks ago or so. And since I'm NOT dehydrated right now due to another rain/snow storm heading our way, the percentage "might" be close.
Then again, it might not be since I'm still pretty fat for my height.
We went shopping up north on Saturday, and Nordstrom's had real Levis on sale for something like 40% off. So I tried on a pair of stretch petite short 515s, and loved them. The only thing is, even though my current stretch size 14 short's are somewhat baggie on me, Walmart must use vanity sizing, because I still came home with a size 14. A size 12 was still waaaay too small.
But what the hey. No one is going to know that (except for you who read this), and they look and feel wonderful. In fact, after washing them yesterday, my husband held them up and said, "These look like little girl jeans." So I'm happy with that. Plus my husband found a pre-diet picture of me (can't post it though cuz we don't have a scanner) that he wanted me to take a good look at, in order to perhaps give me some incentive to go the rest of the way.
Well...yeah, I HAVE to complete this road. But boye is it ever hard to do so.
