I haven't blogged for about ten days because, quite frankly, nothing was happening on the weightloss front. I was boinging around between a couple of pounds: 15st 8, 15st 9, 15st 8, 15st 9, etc, etc, you get the picture and, really, what can I say about it that hasn't been said before?
However, after two days of not being able to weigh myself because WE WERE IN SOMERSET AT OUR NEW HOUSE (excited, moi?), I've come back to find that the Somerset air/food/who knows what clearly agreed with me. If only we could get the building work done immediately and move down there a bit sooner! Today the scales presented me with the glorious news that I am
15st 5lb - 215bs - BMI 35.8
(a total loss so far of 47lbs)
I was totally amazed and had to get back on the scale to double check, which is something I don't normally do as it tends to only lead to disappointment! But even the second time, the same figure flashed back at me. I didn't even get to see 15st 7 or 15 st 6 (although I expect to see at least one of them in the next few days when the old 'rubber ball' effect comes back with a vengeance, as it always does with me.)
So what does 15st 5lb/215lbs mean?
1) I am closer to 15st than 16st and therefore can think of myself as being 'just over 15st'!
2) My BMI has fallen into the 35s
3) I'm only 1lb away from losing half of the 96lbs I want to lose in total
4) I'm only 3lbs away from losing 50lbs
5) I'm only 3lbs away from having lost 3.5 stone
6) I'm only 5lbs away from being 'Class I Obese'
I think the one point out of the above six that really hits home is the fact that I have lost nearly 50lbs. To me, that is a HUGE amount of weight. I'm not saying that in a 'blowing my own trumpet' kind of way, I'm saying it in a '50lbs is a lot of weight' in the sense that if you heard of a man catching a 50lb fish you might think 'crikey, that's a big fish' kind of way. Does that make sense?!
Anyway, in other (non-weightloss) news: we finally completed on the house in Somerset on Friday and drove down on Saturday to pick up the keys. We then 'camped out' there for two nights with a very basic amount of furniture: garden table and chairs, inflatable mattress, microwave, met some of our soon-to-be neighbours, met an architect to discuss what can be done to make the house more appealing/suitable, picked tons of apples from the five trees in the garden, and generally had a lovely time. On Sunday we spent most of the day gadding about, firstly in Bridport where we were lucky enough to coincide with the monthly 'vintage' market, and then on to see our lovely friends R&G at their new gallery Lazyhill in Abbotsbury. Below is the chapel in Abbotsbury where R&G will be getting married in less than two weeks time; quite a location, don't you think?