mypetfat

297LBS!

What a wonderful sight to see on the scale this morning.

FINALLY I'm below 300LBS again and this time IT'S FOR LIFE!

I think it was all of the outdoor landscaping and mulching I've been doing for the past few days in preparation for Matt's graduation party that helped push me back below 300LBS.

And as I've mentioned many times before in this blog, THANKS GO TO DR. BECK for helping me live the mantra I knew in my gut when I first proclaimed that "fat it's all in our head" when I launched "mypetfat" for all the world to see.

And GONE it is!

I guess after 20+ years of "weighing in" I killed my scale.

So here is it's final resting place until it comes with me on my eventual cross-country "The Tale Of The Scale" book tour. That's the title for the new book I'm writing and honestly, I had no idea how prophetic the title and the connection of my actual scale would play into all of this.

Now I'm not going to blame my past two year weight loss limbo on my scale, as all weight loss success always comes right back to ourselves, but yesterday's "weigh in AHA" does shed a lot of light on why many times I would be so over-joyed one day at the great progress I was making in dropping "LBS" and then for what seemed like for no good reason the scale would be up 5, 10 15LBS in just a few days.

I had always figured that because of my size that kind of weight flunctuation could occur, and I'm sure it does, but I have to admit it really is a relief to know that I've gotten rid of something that obviously has been messing with my head for quite some time.

These seemingly unexplainable wild weight loss fluctuations have had so much to do with my "starting + stopping", eating poorly, trying to over compensate with erractic exercise and on and on. No excuses, but I must admit all of this new "knowing" is really a relief.

Time will tell but I feel as if a "weight has truly been lifted off of my head".

It's almost as if on Saturday when I decided to mentally lose 160LBS that day, it was as if it killed my scale. I could care less what happened to my scale, other than it happened.

I really feel that this "truth" has "set me free".

Getting rid of my 20+ year old scale will make it a lot harder to weigh myself in each morning until I find a new scale I can trust, and maybe that's a good thing as well.

Yes, the hospital is on the way to the gym but depending who's on duty they get a little cranky having someone walk in off the street to weigh in every morning.

But at least now I have a real baseline to reference as I am committed to "being a 175LBS" mentally which will cause my body to eventually catch up to that 175LB reality.

You know, now when I come to think about it, when I took off my first biggest chunk of weight 115LBS, I went pretty much in a straight line from 400LBS to 285LBS and all during that time I was weighing in in the scale at the hospital. Now I don't remember exactly what caused me to start using the scale we had at home, but I do known that it's been the only scale I've used for the past two years other than an occasional weigh in at the doctors office or a few times I've used the scale at the gym.

WOW! If I had only known... but since I really believe that things happen for a reason I have a feeling this too was meant to be a part of the ever unfolding story of mypetfat. It's all starting to make more sense why all of this is happening this "weigh".

Suggestion...you might want to really look into "what's the tale of your scale"...

My scale is possessed!

This morning I got up very "grateful" that I was starting Monday with my new, very freeing 175LB mindset.

And keeping true to my promise to do my best to record daily my "Fully Clothed" weight each morning I stepped up on the scales [gym clothes and all] thinking my scale would come up around 335LBS, ehen the strangest thing happened.

I slid the weights to 335LBS and it didn't balance, it was showing that I could slide the bar lower.

I thought that was a little strange as I didn't eat horribly over the weekend, but by no means had I been pushing myself at the gym.

I had only been to the gym on Saturday for doing a moderate 35 mins incline training on the LifeFitness treadmill at NYSC in Livingston

Saturday I only had one meal that day at Maggiano's because if you've ever tried their family style lunch special, you can't eat anything else that day. Now don't get me wrong Im not complaining, the food was great, the price was amazing, $15.50 a person all you can eat, and I didn't even stuff myself, but after we were done with lunch I was done for the day with food.

Then yesterday I took a day off from the gym, had my usual Starbucks hit and one of their bran muffins. Stopped by my friend Joan's to say hi and I had a small piece of her son Matt's birthday cake, and that was pretty much it until we went to Jack + Les's [brother + sister-in-laws, who happen to be amazing cooks] for dinner where I had Jack's famous spaghetti + meatballs, and as always they were amazing. Yes I had some of his cheesy garlic bread and two Buds, but that was it. I was full but not stuffed.

As you can see, nothing really crazy, which is why I thought it was strange that it seemed I needed to keep sliding the bar lower on my scale.

So I started to slide it from 335LBS to 330LBS, nothing, to 325LBS, nothing, 320LBS, still not balanced, it wasn't until I got near 315LBS that it started to balance out. But it didn't make sense.

Ok, yes on Saturday I proclaimed that I now weighed 175LBS, mentally, not physically. And even thought I really believe in the power of "The Law Of Attraction" I must admit I'm not sure that I or anyone else could mentally drop 20LBS in 2 days.

Now I've sen my scale act a little wacky before, and if you have an adjustable scale you know that you really have to be careful to pay attention to how you stand and move around on it because you can make it swing either "weigh" a couple "LBS",

So at first I thought it was just acting funky so I must have gotten up and down off that scale a dozen times thinking that something would readjust the scale so that it would get back closer to 335LBS. But no matter what I tried the scale wouldn't start to balance out until I got near 315LBS.

So I moved the scale.

It was driving me nuts.

I set it up from our breakfast dining room to right smack dab in the center of the kitchen, "that'll get things back inline" I thought, and what came up on the scale... 335LBS.

No 315LBS.

So now that I entered this into my blog and while my mind is still fresh I'm off to they gym with a stop at the Emergency Room where I used to weigh myself in when I was topping the scale at 400LBS and my scale couldn't record anything over 350LBS.

I just want to see what the scale says at the hospital and then I'll see what it says at the gym, because in the past the scale at home and the gym are usually pretty close, only off from each other by a "LB" or two.

As Arnold would say "I'll be Back"!

We all know that you'll weigh in differently between different scales, but I have to believe that the digital scale, whatever you weigh in at has to be pretty accurate, so "Fully Clothed" I stepped onto the hospitals Scale-Tronix digital scale and my moment of truth was revealed.

I weighed in at 342.9LBS, still 57LBS+ less than I weighed when the scale at one time topped 400LBS.

So when I got the gym I thought I'd see how close their scale was to what the hospital scale recorded my weight at. Pretty much right on the money, as I weighed in at 344LBS on their Health o meter scale.

So with that info in my head I hopped on the treadmill entered in 344LBS into their calorie calculator and in 35 mins. burned 607 calories.

Now here's "the rest of the story", when I got home, I thought I'd see if my scale had for some reason come back to it's senses.


I was right my scale was possesed, now it was showing that I weighed 305LBS.

That scale has got to go!