Since my sister prefers to weigh later in the month, and, I'd like to have at least a week with the supplements, before I go weigh again, we shall probably be weighing next week. That way, I can see if taking the supplements has helped, at all.
However, I can tell you that I did my two waist measurements, today, and was fairly pleased. Two waist measurements are taken, in case you don't remember (or, haven't read that post) because the doctor who wrote the Hilton Head Metabolism Diet says to measure for calculating your B.M.I., you need to measure directly above your hip bones for your waist measurement. However, where my waist actually is, the natural indent, is up a bit higher. Not a lot higher, though, as I have a bit of a short torso.
Anyway, as I said before, I measured them one morning and they were 46"(natural) and 49" (above hipbone), but, later that evening they were 49" and 51" . Today, in the afternoon, they were 46" and 49". So, I count that as good news!
I do feel flappier, this week. It's a horrible feeling, in a way, but, it's also a really good feeling in another way, since it is the feeling of progress. My hands were creeping me out, though.
I had wiggled my fingers around, watching the bagginess of it all, and, then I noticed that the .. hmm .. I don't know what you call it. You know, I could have totally freaky hands and be cluing you into my circus people genealogy, or whatever, by saying this stuff! Anyway ...
On my hand, at any rate, there is a rather large part under the thumb, where the thumb actually has the rest of its bits that attach to the hand proper. Over the bone is a whole lot of padding. So, when I move my thumb in toward the palm and fingers, that padding, now looser, bunches up and makes the thumb and itself look rather like a very sad, old penis.
See?:
And, here is my same baggy hand, sans penis:
Same thing with other parts of me. Of course, by my saying "other parts" breasts are inferred; but, not only those. Still, I am constantly amazed when I find that I still have enough fat left there to lose anything, since, every time I lose weight, I lose more of them .Seriously! I was not Dolly Parton to begin with, you know? And, either was she, after she lost weight, until she got surgery.
My belly does feel more like it's partially made out of rubber, so that it bounces along as I walk. Or, move at all. Today, I was trying to read a book, but, I had put my legs together, laying on my back, and, was doing a wee bit of some sort of laying down, pretend belly dance, abdominal exercise and then, I don't know .. I was just flapping my thighs together, after a while, for my own amusement.
Hey! If you can't have fun, why do it? Any of it? Flapping your thighs together may not be normal, but, it is self-entertainment and it is exercise. So, I say, why not?
The real point of all that, above, is that I do feel as if I have probably lost weight and the measurements seem to indicate that some of it has come off my belly. Yaye!
Here is another photo for you, just because. Enjoy my flappy face and insouciant hair!
One of my sisters has these uber large eyes (though, I am not sure if she is aware of this) which still look big, blue and flashing, even though she is, currently, larger than I. Whereas my eyes are not so easy to spot, especially as light hurts them and I keep squinting.
To make up for it. I have these lips, you see? Think about it. I am 45 years old. I am overweight, so, my lips look small compared to my face size. People do not generally get fat lips from getting fat elsewhere, you know? No, but, they usually get them from calling other people fat!
My point is, lips get thinner as you age. They look smaller in a fat face. I do not use lip plumpers. I have gotten no plastic surgery or weird injections. Those are my natural, unenhanced lips that look as big, blue and flashing as my sister's eyes do! Err .. well, you know what I mean!
They are a source of happiness to me, because, as a child, I was afraid of being thin-lipped; and, I know that is a fear that is most unfounded.
They are, also, a source of amusement to me. For, while I do enjoy a good set of full lips, it freaks me out when I lose weight on my face, and, it tightens up enough to look like it, and, my lips, thusly, look bigger than they did. Sometimes, to me, it looks like nothing else has changed and it is only that my lips have grown.
Hahhahaha!
Hmm ... if I had a choice between that or being thin-lipped? Hmm... . tough choice. I guess I'd just stop trying to lose weight.
xx



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