There’s nothing I dislike more than when someone leaves you hanging. You know, like when a friend says they need to talk to you about something and then they get distracted or interrupted. Or when someone tells you a story but you never find out how the story ends for one reason or another.
Cliffhangers just aren’t my thing, ya’ll.
So it dawned on me that I am quickly becoming part of that “forgot to fill you in” club. Not that any of you are wondering, but just in case you are (and so I don’t become a source of anyone’s “cliffhanger frustration”), let me update you on a couple of things I have recently been blogging about. Oh, and just for good measure, I’m throwing in one great big old “ouchy” truth that I have recently been reminded of.
Just...well...'cause. :)
First, the Biggest Loser Couples Weight-Loss Challenge is still underway. Yes, the blue team is still moving forward, though (alas!) a few of our friends have found life’s everyday challenges to be challenging enough and are no longer competing against us. (sniff, sniff) But don’t be too sad for them as one couple is leaving for a vacation in Hawaii next week for an early anniversary trip. (With the tropics on their mind, it’s no small wonder that the allure of a weekend trip to Myrtle Beach didn’t quite propel them forward with the challenge. :))
As for me, I am still holding steady between the 5 - 7 pound weight loss mark, thus fulfilling my prediction that I would lose weight rather slowly. Still, I would prefer a bit faster than a snail's pace! My hubby who doesn’t love to diet is also doing well, having lost upwards of 10 pounds. His torture of choice? Hitting the treadmill at top speed for about 45 minutes. That man can’t diet, but boy can he run! I, on the other hand, am a bit running challenged.
Overall, things are going well. Though the challenge has fallen a bit apart, my determination level for better eating habits and fitting into my jeans, thankfully, has not. I still have about 15 pounds to lose to be at a weight that is compatible with most of the clothes in my closet. Gonna do it...and...
have to do it!
The “have to do it” part of my weight loss goal ties in perfectly with my second update. As some of you know from a previous post, my husband and I are also teaming up for another quite interesting challenge. Basically, we are “fasting” from “want” items for 6 months. We are not buying anything that is not an absolute necessity or a “need” until July. (You can go back and read the December 24th post for more on this.) This conviction started with my husband and finally made its way to me in late December.
It’s been really great and freeing, in a way. I am becoming more aware of what I purchase, for one thing. On a recent trip to the grocery store, I bought a Weight Watchers magazine for a girlfriend of mine and then threw another one in the cart for me, as well. It wasn’t until I got home that I thought about the fact that I had just purchased a “want” and not a “need.” In the past, I would not have thought twice about it, as buying a magazine is often a routine purchase for me. But because of the “fast” we are on, the $3.50 I plunked down on a magazine I could borrow from my friend after she was through with it suddenly didn’t make a bit of good financial sense. Maybe a new way of thinking is emerging for me, after all.
The other thing the fast has done is made me less eager to go to the mall…or TJ Maxx…or Target. I really can’t “look” anymore (well, I could, but why the torture?), so some of the joy has been taken out of going to my favorite shops. As a result, I have added a few more minutes to some of my days. And like all of you, I can sure use them!
So, the fast has thus far been great. Of course, ask me how I’m feeling around Easter when I don’t get to go shop for a new outfit! But that’s ok. I’ll feel like I’m wearing a new outfit when I can actually fit into an old one residing in the recesses of my closet! It’s kind of a two-for-one deal with my two updates. I have to lose weight to fit into the clothes in my closet because I can no longer medicate my feelings of wanting to look cute by purchasing a “want” item to wear! Funny how that insecurity thing works, isn’t it?
(And on that note, a perfect seg-way into my bonus “ouchy” moment has emerged! While I don’t love cliffhangers, I do love great seg-ways! :))
So, speaking of clothes…
I was talking recently with a friend who was faced with a most uncomfortable situation when a good friend of hers made a statement to her about wanting to sign her up for a makeover show. Although she knew her friend meant no real harm, it was hurtful to her, and not just because it was a bit insensitive. It was also because it hit a nerve with her because she knew it was, on some level, the truth.
Doggone it, why does the truth have to hurt so much sometimes?
Her situation led me to think of my own moment of “truth” that hurt like crazy. A few years ago, a very well meaning friend of mine gave me some beautiful clothes from her very own closet. It would have been great, had it not been for the fact that she gave them to me because she could no longer wear them at her newly svelte size. She had been dieting and lost down to a size my rear end did not yet know. Therefore, I inherited the beautiful “chubby clothes” out of her very own closet from my very well intentioned friend.
Ouch. While the clothes were nice, the truth that accompanied them really hurt.
The moral of this very “ouchy” moment is when you have lost some weight, please do not give your “chubby” clothes to a close friend. They will simply not appreciate it like you think they will. Good Will is a really good option, and there will be no residual effects of your kind gesture. :)
Oh…and the
real moral of the story?
Sometimes the truth really hurts. Just thinking about it brings on a bit of a twinge. Too bad I can’t run out and buy a new outfit to make me feel better.
Lisa :)