At 400+ pounds, I finally pushed myself to get the Lap-Band surgery. This is the tale of how I'm trying to become the woman inside of me that's fighting to get out.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

That Was Unexpected

We moved to a new apartment this past weekend, so for the last two weeks or so, we've been having fast food a lot and I've been pigging out on sweets and crap like crazy because I need to get my Depo shot. I hadn't weighed myself in a few weeks, not really because I've been avoiding it, but just because I didn't have a good time to do it on an empty stomach, we've just been really busy.

Because I've been eating absolute crap and a LOT of calories, I finally got on the scale today and fully expected to gain like 5 pounds. My last weigh-in was at 390. Today, I weighed 382. I thought that couldn't be right, so I did it again. 382. Maybe the floor is crooked or something? Took the scale into another room. 382. Well okay then.

Why is it that when I'm eating hardly anything and sticking with my fill proportions, I don't lose anything? But now, I'm eating a hell of a lot more, but lost weight. I don't exercise, so I thought that would rule out "starvation mode" but now I'm starting to wonder if my body needs more calories to lose weight than I give it when I'm being good. After a fill, I lose a nice chunk in the week afterwards, but then, even if I'm eating the same amounts, I plateau. Maybe it's just too little for me since I still weigh so much, but I don't know. I'm really just trying to explain this weight loss.

Not complaining, though! I'm down 62 pounds now, which is officially the most weight I've ever lost - last time I got stuck at 55 pounds.

1 comment:

lori said...

good for you. probably burnt a lot of calories from moving. and maybe its good to mix up your diet. when you eat the same things your body gets used to it and you stop losing.