Once again it is a weigh-in day. The second to last one in my competition. If you'll remember, last week I had a gain, and then a not-so-good run, and the combo more or less threw off my groove. Well, this week was much better. My official weight for today was 169.4. HOLY CRAP. I am in the 160's. Not by much its true, but nonetheless, there was a 6 in the tens place in my weight today. It has actually been there for the last three days, which gives me hope that I can make it stick.
This makes it official - I have lost 50 pounds from when I started losing weight about 3 1/2 years ago. It has been a slow progression - I've lost it in about 15-20 pound chunks, losing a chunk (literally) and then maintaining for a while before losing some more. But the thing about it is, in the beginning, I wasn't trying to lose a certain amount of weight, or necessarily any weight at all, I just started walking so that I could sleep better at night. And while I have wished, at different points in time, that it would come off faster, or that during those maintenance times I had kept losing instead, I am pretty proud of myself overall. I haven't gained the weight back at all, and I am still moving forward, however slowly.
As far as this competition goes, I have lost 14.4 pounds in the last 8 weeks, and that seems pretty good to me. Next Wednesday will be the last weigh in, and everyone will withhold their final weights until Thanksgiving when we come together for dinner. At this point, I am winning, but as last week showed me, that could completely change in a week if I don't stay dedicated. Since my sister and my step-mom are smaller than me, it takes a smaller weight loss on their part to pass me in the percentages. So this week I am just going to buckle down and go for the win. The light at the end of the tunnel is my 5k Thanksgiving morning, followed by a guilt-free dinner with my family. Oh yes, a slice of pumpkin pie is on the horizon, and I will use that vision to keep me going.