Tuesday weigh in is a doozy this week. My stupid “I’m a woman” gain came a week early this month (bizarre, no?) so I really had no idea what to predict when I went in to WW this week.
But! I lost 4.6 lbs! Yay me!
This means a couple of things. First, I hit my next goal of 90 lbs lost. Second, I’m less than ten lbs away from my Vegas goal (five weeks to do it in – I’m getting nervous). I’m also rapidly approaching the halfway mark to my goal weight. I am pretty convinced the second half of the weight will be coming off much more slowly then the first half, but at least I will still be heading towards it.
In other news, my grandmother had her shoulder replaced yesterday. I didn’t even know it was possible to do that! I don’t know why hips and knees seemed so much more feasible, but they do to me. I visited her last night, but she was still groggy from the anaesthetic and slept through my visit (it’s a shame too – how often do you get to use your shoulder-replacement comedy routine? I had the nurses in stitches….get it?!).
My grandmother’s surgery made me even more appreciative that I’m getting my weight under control now. I may be able to minimize some of the damage being overweight has no doubt caused to my joints. I know that my knees hurt far less today than they did eight months ago. I no longer have to clutch the railing, bracing my body weight on my wrists and elbows (healthy!) when I go down a set of stairs. I can descend looking (almost) graceful. I’m sure this is good for both my knees and the aforementioned wrists and elbows!
Good joint health. Not something I contemplate everyday, but it’s the thing I’m going to be grateful for while I’m driving my grandmother around for the next six weeks.