A Milestone Reached!

Weighed myself today (makes a change, eh?!) and I've lost another 1lb. That means I've reached one of my 'milestones' - 250lbs. That's 12lbs down. I'm just a little bit pleased!

17st 12lb - 250lbs - BMI 41.6 (morbidly obese)

I typed "250lbs" into Google as I wondered whether 250lbs is known as anything else, eg "half a ton", or something equally delightful! The image above is one of the first things that comes back from the search. It's a body scan of a 250lb woman next to a body scan of a 120lb woman. Food for thought, quite literally!

Today I met some friends for coffee and a "book club" discussion. We are a book club in the very loosest sense in that there are only three of us and discussion of the book we have read tends to last no longer than two to three minutes, with the rest of the time being taken up gossiping. Sounds perfect, don't you think?! Usually we meet over a meal, but today for various reasons it ended up being in the afternoon, which obviously suited me much, much better. Neither of these friends know about the band, and although I wondered whether I might feel like telling them when we were together, the opportunity didn't arise so I didn't say anything. I wonder how I will broach the subject when people start to say to me 'Have you lost weight?' (here am I assuming they'll actually notice!) Will I say 'Yes, I've been cutting down', 'Yes, I've had a gastric band', 'Yes, I've been on a diet'? Only time and circumstances will tell, I guess. I think though, that you have to be consistent, otherwise you risk tying yourself up in knots trying to remember who knows and who doesn't know about the band. Which leads me on to thinking about why there would be a reason not to tell someone about the band? But I think that's a discussion for another day.

Anyway, the whole point of me telling you that I met friends for coffee and "book talk" was to say that I resisted the urge to have a hot chocolate with whipped cream and went for a gingerbread latte instead. And guess what? No dumping! Lesson number one on Journey of the Band learned: no more hot chocolate and whipped cream for me!