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I weighed myself yesterday.  I weigh three lbs more than I did when I got pregnant.  NOT TOO SHABBY! So I’m about to post it for the world to see:

 

258 lbs. 

 

Man that was rough.  I think it takes some serious balls to post my actual weight, but ya know what, I HOPE it’ll make me more accountable. 

Tuesday I am joining Weight Watchers.  I lost 140+ lbs with gastric bypass.  (You can do the math)  It still isn’t enough.  I would love to be down to 200lbs by Ian’s first birthday.  That would be about 11.6 lbs a month.  I believe with the accountability factor of going to weigh in every week, along with actually using the tool I was given back in 2009 (properly), I should be successful.  There is no reason or excuse to fail, other than myself. 

This next chapter in the life of Libby is all about holding myself accountable.  For my weight, behavior, eating, actions, and much to my dismay, my emotions. 

A lot of this “new” blog is going to be about finding out what the hell makes me tick.  I have on facebook, in the about me section: 

me: well that's a good question...one day i'll figure it out.

Here’s to figuring it all out.

 

 

Date:  March 3, 2012
Weight: 258 lbs
Mood: Fairly good!
Day: Home sweet home with my loves!

Comments

  1. Dude it is brutal posting the numbers. I'm doing that tomorrow on my blog. Where I'm at and it is almost scary to admit where you want to me. Ay me. If you need any support or accountability via email/phone/carrier pidgeon... I'm your gal.

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