Aren’t I the photo ho this week? A friend took this last night before I left for the fundraising event for our local animal shelter. I’m on the Board and was also on the event committee. The only thing missing from my outfit is the beautiful sequinned mask adorned with peacock feathers that I wore for most of the night.
I first bought this dress for my nephew’s bar mitzvah 12 years ago. It fit me back then, but didn’t look this good. I’d shopped my closet some weeks back and decided that this dress would do for the event. I knew that I’d lost about ten pounds since trying it on but I really didn’t expect they would make much of a difference. See, to me, those pounds aren’t a lot. If someone weight 120, 130 or even 140 or more and loses ten pounds they really show. I still consider ten pounds a drop in the proverbial weight loss bucket. I also forgot that I’ve been doing Zumba twice a week for a few weeks and have increased the number of walks I take a week. The fitness regime is definitely carving off inches and reshaping my body.
Yesterday evening, I slipped the dress on over my head and realized that it was almost too big. I never anticipated that it would almost be too loose. Luckily the heavy beaded bodice made it hang really straight. If I’d been any smaller or the dress a tad bigger, it would have looked sloppy.
It’s good to remember that many things are happening with my body at this point. Even on weeks that I don’t see a big number reduction on the scale, I know that working out is reducing my measurements. I’m losing lots of my physical self allll over. My collar bones are pretty obvious in this shot. I might need to have my necklace shortened, too. There are a couple of rings that I usually wear each day that also need to be made smaller.
Last night was another great ego boost as I saw even more people who haven’t seen me in a while. I honestly loved their compliments and enthusiasm. Knowing that they’re seeing a big chunk of progress makes their reactions extra special. I do not in any way mean to lessen the impact of comments from people I see all of the time, but I truly know that there aren’t daily noticeable changes, so daily compliments tend to lose their oomph, even though I appreciate the support.
After taking in the attitudes and responses of everyone around me at the two events this weekend, I realized that I no longer think of myself as super obese. Medically, I guess I’m still considered morbidly obese, but that tag will eventually also melt away. It might sound weird to some, but I can think of myself as a big woman but not a grossly big one. It’s a subtle, but important improvement.
I talked to a few friends last night about their Pilates experience. I’m intrigued and thinking of scheduling a consultation. A good Pilates instructor can probably help me figure out my knee issues and help me do even more toning. I really hate the idea of going to a traditional gym. (Yes, I still wish someone would open another Curves in town. *le sigh*) I think that I’d be happier going to some private Pilates sessions to see if they are effective.
I would never have considered this before, because of the amount of extra weight I carried. Previously, I would have been too concerned that I’d break the equipment. Now I know I’ll be okay.
Have any of you done Pilates sessions? Do you mind sharing about your experiences and, hopefully, your successful endeavors?
I’ll keep you posted on the consult. Until then, remember that our losing game goes on pound by pound, inch by inch!