Have you heard? It’s Guest Bloggers’ Week! And today, Kaycee Wolf is sharing her weight-loss story with us. We LOVE her take on it. Read more of Kaycee’s story on her blog, The Misadventures of a Voluptuous Single.
In February of last year, I had embarked upon a weight-loss journey. I know that I shouldn’t, but I keep comparing my progress this year to last year. It’s a totally different process. This time I am actually transitioning to a healthy lifestyle instead of dieting.
Last year, I was taking diet pills. Big difference! Last year between February and April, I lost 25 pounds. It is no surprised that I gained all that back after I quit taking the diet pills. I’ve written many posts on my blog in the past about my mental process, and how now I am working on the whole process — mind and body. You’ve read about my newfound love of weight lifting. I’ve also written about me exploring my demons and working hard on self-love. I’m getting there. This is brand new territory for me. I have to say that I am loving the process. It’s not always easy, but I do think that it is worth it.
Scratch that. I do think that I’m worth it.
I am human though. So sometimes I do compare my progress. I was getting kind of frustrated with myself lately because I am 10 pounds heavier than where I was this time last year. Yes, I’ve been injured the past two months, but I don’t think that is a valid excuse.I took my measurements last night for the end of the month. I was blown away by what I discovered. One of my troublesome spots is my lower tummy area (it’s also been called the Kangaroo pouch, second stomach, or FUPA — I’m not explaining that one because my Mema reads this blog). I learned last night that I have lost two inches this past month across my hips and lower tummy area. his is huge news by itself. I was so pumped that I even struck a celebratory pose in the gym locker room.
But here’s the even more exciting news: I took a look at my measurements from last year (you know, where I was 10 pounds lighter), and I am two inches smaller now across my chest, waist and hips. Y’all, I can’t even describe how mind-blowing this is! So, note to self: trust the process and keep doing what you are doing. My new goal is to stay off the scale and continue to make healthy choices. I will also keep kicking ass in the weight room.
My clothes are fitting better, too. Added bonus!
Can anyone else relate to my fit journey and learning to love yourself? —Kaycee Wolf