One of the things I love in life is a confluence of events. I love that we can make it so an object, shot into space years before can hit precisely its target billions of miles away with everything in motion. I love when you arrange for people from all across the world to meet at one spot at one time. I love things like the Amazing Race, where people find different routes, but still end up together at the end for a photo finish. It is one of those geek things of mine. I love when things magically meet up, it means that a plan has come off perfectly.
Today, The Journey has hit a confluence of events, and I am excited and emotional about it on so many levels.
Today, I hit a goal I thought I would never hit. Today… I hit 99.1 kilos. Double Digits. I am officially under 100 kilos. In US terms, that comes out to 218.4 pounds. This weight I haven’t seen since I was 17 years old. This also means that I have now lost 69.5 kilos or 153 pounds. (Ideally, this post would have happened at 100kgs, when the weight loss would be 150 pounds, but I dropped more than I expected today). I have done this in 230 days, meaning that I have lost an average of .3 kilos, or .66 pounds a day in the 7.5 months since surgery.
The 100kg/220lbs mark has been a huge emotional goal for me. I remember at 17 stepping on the scale and seeing that number with shame. Two years previously, I weighed only 120 pounds, I was in three sports (Cross Country, Track, and Swimming) and through a tough life at home, dropping out of those sports, and taking on two jobs, I found myself 100 pounds heavier. Kids were teasing me at school, my parents were derisive towards me on my weight (and other things), and it led to more emotional eating and the resulting scale number. I felt terrible, and I have never been below that number since. Those two years I learned the habits that led me to my crisis point earlier this year and my decision to begin the Journey.
The last time I was at this weight was over half my lifetime ago.
Even while losing weight, I never thought this day would come. It is emotional, unexpected, and humbling. No Journey is successful alone, and I would be remiss to not say thank you to everyone who has supported me. While this is not the end of the Journey, I know that now is the time to start thinking about the scale less, and more about the things I want to do in my life. The Hillary awaits, and so does many other adventures that I hope to share with you all for a long time to come. I will lose weight, but for the first time in 19 years, I don’t have the standard “I should lose weight” in the back of my mind as default.
I will need to dig in that later, but for today… I will enjoy the moment.
Below, I will include a pic at my heaviest, and then today, enjoy.