The 'last' time I weighed-in was on June 8/9. I was 130+ lbs.
The next time was sometime Aug 5. I was 120lbs. I couldn't believe my eyes. On the 3rd day (Aug 8) that the scale pointer stayed at 120lbs, I tried some of my 'old', 'small' clothes. Lo and behold! I comfortably fit into those clothes. I couldn't believe that 10lbs would make such a difference.
By Aug 31, I was 115lbs.
Last Sep 25 until today: 110lbs.
I shared this weight loss through Facebook. When I was asked what I did...My response were the obvious things that I've been doing: walking the dog for at least 45minutes 3 to 4 times a week, minimized on rice during dinner, minimized on fatty foods and sweets, drinking a lot of water. (I've minimize drinking soda since sometime 2002.)
While sharing these, something was bothering me. I've been doing these already...why was it easier to do this time around such that I really lost the weight I wanted to lose. Then I remembered...and I almost tried to deny it...but suddenly I recalled the whole 'event'.
Starting the first week of May until July, I managed to have a regular prayer time at 5:30AM. Everyday. Sundays were irregular in May and June. In the first week of May, one of my prayers was to be 110lbs by the end of September 2009. I even outlined how many pounds I would lose per month starting at the end of June.
In June, we were to go to Cebu for my father and mother-in-law's birthdays. I wanted to be 'slimmer' by the time we are in Cebu. I asked to be slimmer....that is why I distinctly remember weighing in June 8/9. Seeing that I was still 130lbs, I gave up. I said something like "it's up to you Lord. anyway, our agreement was starting end of June...". And I stopped weighing....until Aug 5.
I really believe the whole thing had divine intervention. This is not my first time in prayer that I asked the Lord something and outlined a plan...and things actually come about according to the plan. The first time it happened, it made me very scared of asking the Lord anything in prayer for about 8 years. Now, when it happened again, I almost tried not to give Him credit for his part in my weight loss.
He made it easy. I didn't even realize what was happening until I saw that I lost the first 10lbs.
The second dog, a Belgian Shepherd, came to us in May 23. Since our 1st dog is a Pitbull, my hubby wanted to make both dogs get to know each other before bringing the 2nd dog into our gates. To do that, we walked both dogs together. It was only in June 8 that the Belgian Shepherd finally stayed with us. During this time, I did not find it difficult to have dinner with less or no rice at all. And the rest is history.
It wasn't easy going from 120 lbs to 115 lbs as I was already conscious of the whole thing.
More so going from 115 lbs to 110 lbs. In fact, what's interesting was I was already hitting 110 lbs since the beginning of September. I weigh before eating breakfast. I will be 110 lbs; after breakfast it will go back to 115!!! But that's the truth.
Since the rains, we haven't been walking the dogs that much. I am actually 'scared' of gaining back the pounds. So what I do now is to eat oatmeal at least once a day. Specifically during dinner (Thanks Chona for the tip).
With God's grace, I will be able to maintain 110 lbs till the day I die.
