Never thought I’d be 100lbs down!
Friends, sometime this week I passed the 100lbs mark on my weight loss! I’ve said since the beginning that the weight loss was never my goal—I care much more about my blood sugar control and general health—but I can’t deny that I never ever thought I’d be here. I’m just three weeks short of my year anniversary on MJ and I can’t believe how far I’ve come.
Overall, I feel good about this scale milestone, but it also feels wild. I haven’t been this weight since I was 14 or so. When I was in my late teens and 20s, I used to add it all up: “If I lose two pounds a week for a year, I’ll lose 100lbs.” But I never thought it was truly possible because no matter how much I tried, nothing changed. Eventually, I just accepted that I’d be big and learned to enjoy my fat body. And I stopped caring about that number on the scale. I still hold firm that the number on the scale isn’t a measure of my worth. Getting here today is proof: I am just as worthy today as I was yesterday or last week or a year ago. Worthy of love, worthy of respect, worthy. But I hate that others see it as important and it really bothers me that they might read into my weight loss as agreeing that thin is better.
That’s one of the many ways this big change is challenging to process. It’s been surprisingly hard work to keep loving my body through my weight loss, especially considering how easy it was for me to love my fat body. I struggle to see myself this size and I do miss some of how I looked before—less saggy skin, at least. At the same time, past pictures don’t look like me anymore. And it just feels so weird reconciling the outside and the inside, the past and the present. But I’m still the same me. I feel like I’m still working to reincorporate my identity and not see a before/after, but just a continuation of my self in a body that has changed. (Thank goodness I have a therapist, right?)
Deep reflections aside, I also wanted to say to anyone else looking for big scale changes that consistency and time really pay off. I’ve lost this weight relatively quickly, but keep in mind that it added up week by week. And yours will, too. When I started, I never thought I’d lose this much weight. I was just happy to see my blood glucose come under control. But with time and the lifestyle changes this med made possible, it all added up. Just keep putting one foot in front of the other! You’re doing great.
For reference, I was on 2.5 for 6 months and lost 55lbs (I was a super responder from the start!), and my A1C went down from 7.3 to 6.0. Then on 5 for 5 months, I lost another 37lbs and my A1C dropped to 5.2. I’ve been on 7.5 for 5 weeks and lost the remaining 8lbs.
37F, 5’7”, T2D, PCOS; SW: 309, CW: 208.4, no goal weight. Started 4/19/24.
Grateful for you all and this community. Sending good vibes on your journeys!!
Friends, sometime this week I passed the 100lbs mark on my weight loss! I’ve said since the beginning that the weight loss was never my goal—I care much more about my blood sugar control and general health—but I can’t deny that I never ever thought I’d be here. I’m just three weeks short of my year anniversary on MJ and I can’t believe how far I’ve come.
Overall, I feel good about this scale milestone, but it also feels wild. I haven’t been this weight since I was 14 or so. When I was in my late teens and 20s, I used to add it all up: “If I lose two pounds a week for a year, I’ll lose 100lbs.” But I never thought it was truly possible because no matter how much I tried, nothing changed. Eventually, I just accepted that I’d be big and learned to enjoy my fat body. And I stopped caring about that number on the scale. I still hold firm that the number on the scale isn’t a measure of my worth. Getting here today is proof: I am just as worthy today as I was yesterday or last week or a year ago. Worthy of love, worthy of respect, worthy. But I hate that others see it as important and it really bothers me that they might read into my weight loss as agreeing that thin is better.
That’s one of the many ways this big change is challenging to process. It’s been surprisingly hard work to keep loving my body through my weight loss, especially considering how easy it was for me to love my fat body. I struggle to see myself this size and I do miss some of how I looked before—less saggy skin, at least. At the same time, past pictures don’t look like me anymore. And it just feels so weird reconciling the outside and the inside, the past and the present. But I’m still the same me. I feel like I’m still working to reincorporate my identity and not see a before/after, but just a continuation of my self in a body that has changed. (Thank goodness I have a therapist, right?)
Deep reflections aside, I also wanted to say to anyone else looking for big scale changes that consistency and time really pay off. I’ve lost this weight relatively quickly, but keep in mind that it added up week by week. And yours will, too. When I started, I never thought I’d lose this much weight. I was just happy to see my blood glucose come under control. But with time and the lifestyle changes this med made possible, it all added up. Just keep putting one foot in front of the other! You’re doing great.
For reference, I was on 2.5 for 6 months and lost 55lbs (I was a super responder from the start!), and my A1C went down from 7.3 to 6.0. Then on 5 for 5 months, I lost another 37lbs and my A1C dropped to 5.2. I’ve been on 7.5 for 5 weeks and lost the remaining 8lbs.
37F, 5’7”, T2D, PCOS; SW: 309, CW: 208.4, no goal weight. Started 4/19/24.
Grateful for you all and this community. Sending good vibes on your journeys!!