You guys, YOU GUYS, I am in the 25 stones again. Holy crap, I haven’t been in the 25 stones since July, 2008 when I did South Beach. That specific entry is my lowest-ever weight in the past few years. That’s what I’m aiming for in the next few weeks, and then, beyond that…
Beyond that, I’m in scary territory. Beyond that, I’m in high school territory. I think. I know I have a diary entry somewhere that says I weighed 23 stones when I was 16. (I just spent, like, an hour looking through my two diaries from that time looking for the specific entry, but I can’t find it! How irritating.)
But that’d be about right, anyway. At one of my high school discos, I was wearing a size 30/32 dress. I’m still wearing a 30/32, but my stomach flap’s sort of dropped down a lot since then. I’m gonna still be wearing a 30/32 until it comes up and starts shrinking in properly.
I’m probably not explaining that very well, but I’m not sure how else to. My stomach has this flap of fat that, at one point, was almost to my knees, and now it’s coming up because I’m losing weight, and until it reaches where my stomach actually is and my stomach itself starts shrinking, I don’t think I’ll start losing clothes sizes. (I’m also pretty sure the stomach flap has a medical name, but I can’t remember it right now.)
Anyway, yeah. Beyond 25st 3lbs, I’m in uncharted territory. I didn’t weigh myself in high school, because we didn’t have scales that went that high. The only reason I know I was 23st or thereabouts is because I joined Scottish Slimmers one year with my Mum and my Aunty Helen.
(I lasted three weeks and lost, if I remember correctly, 4lbs. The chili con carne recipe Mum still uses is the recipe we got from Scottish Slimmers that first week, and it’s STILL the best chili con carne I’ve ever tasted.)
But beyond that… it’s scary.
I was talking to Stephanie on Sunday morning, and she offered to come to the gym with me after Spin if I was up for it (I’m totally up for it! Gym buddy, fuck yeah!) and I was telling her all this – how beyond 25st 3lbs is scary territory, etc.
I don’t know what I’ll be capable of beyond 25st 3lbs. I might be able to take up Body Pump or Body Combat or Body Attack or something.
Beyond 25st 3lbs, I could be invincible, and I wouldn’t know it.
Thing is, when I got to 25st 3lbs last time, I wasn’t doing a lick of exercise. This time, I’m exercising. I might find that I do lose clothes sizes faster. I might be able to do more than I think I’m capable of, because my cardio fitness is better than it was in 2008, because I’m doing so much more exercise.
I mean, hell, in 2008, I found it hard to walk the 1.5miles to work without being out of breath, and that was practically flat terrain.
The next couple of weeks are going to be really, really interesting. I can’t wait to hit that 25st 3lb mark. I can’t wait to see what I’m capable of.