Finally make it to Onederland and...
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
you know how you see/hear/read about somethings that seem so exciting, and then when you finally experience it, you're just left thinking "that's it?!" Yeah, that's how hitting Onederland felt this morning. I got on the scale like I do almost every morning (I don't let it get to me, so I like doing it daily to see the little fluctuations and keep myself accountable for the day) and not only was it at 199, but it was at 199 point whatever... I don't even remember anymore, but the point whatever was less than 5, so it legitimately rounded down to 199 and not up to 200. Yesterday I was 199.5 before my shower but was 200.0 after (damp hair? osmosis? the gummy vitamins I ate as I jumped in the shower?) so I decided not to count it.
But other than saying to myself, sweet, 90 pounds lost and I finally am under 200, that was pretty much it. I'm not doing a jig, I didn't feel the need to take a picture of the scale. In fact, the only reason I'm even posting about it is because of just how anti-climactic it felt! It's kind of a bummer, I was expecting.... I dunno, more. I guess this just goes to show that while I do enjoy scale victories, I definitely care much more about the non-scale victories. I get way more excited about getting rid of more baggy clothes, and buying the next size smaller clothes, or being able to fit places and do things. Living my life is what actually matters, not the number on the scale. So screw that stupid thing and it's flashing numbers. Bring on the next size down dresses that I have hanging in my closet in anticipation of the weight I still plan to lose. Otherwise, this pretty much feels like just another day!