So, here returneth the prodigal daughter. I freely admit that my postings have been . . . well, sporadic would be generous. Non-existent, more accurate. But I hopped on the scale this morning and realized I owed all of you an update.
Most specifically, I owe Seth an update.
I started this program in February of 2007. I weighed 272 lbs. I had a 46 inch waist. I had 54 inch hips.
Since then, I've lost and gained an incredible amount.
I have lost 102 pounds. I have lost 13 inches from my waist. I have lost 16 inches from my hips. I have lost 109 inches globally from arms, chest, waist, hips, thighs and calves.
I have lost 6 shirt sizes. I have lost 8 pant sizes. I have lost 8 dress sizes. I have lost half a shoe size. I have lost 10 points on both my systolic and diastolic blood pressure readings. I have lost . . . well frankly, a ridiculous amount.
But what I've gained . . .
I've gained a better self-image. I've gained flirtation from strangers. I've gained compliments on more than my brain. I've gained freedom from aching knees and ankles. I've gained joy in the ability to move without effort. I've gained a wardrobe that suits my personality, and my job (and that doesn't look like my maiden aunt designed it). I've gained a life that's more than life of mind.
And I just wanted to tell y'all that.
I've reached goal weight.
I am 170 lbs and a size 10. I'm 5'10" tall. And finally, finally I look in the mirror in the mornings and I like what I see. Not just don't hate it. But like it. Love it. Adore it.
I'm here. And I don't care what they say. This is where the greener grass lives. And I'm never going back.
Thank you so much, Seth. I'd say you can't know how much you've changed my life, but since you probably get testimonials on a nigh-daily basis, you probably have an idea. So I'll just say this.
My life is better for having stumbled across your book and tried it. For having found these forums and read them. For having met the people here who've done it and were doing it, too.
My life is better because you started something.
Yours,
Del