then and now: may health update

A few weekends ago, at the bowling alley in Illinois, I saw someone who hadn't seen me in a while, since maybe February. He starting shouting, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Your face! It's gone. You've lost half your face," which is perhaps the most amusing reaction to my weight loss I've encountered. People around me looked a bit confused so I reminded them, "I've lost 75 pounds."

I've been meaning to publish this post for a while, I think because I wanted to reach my initial goal of weight loss in a year which was 80 pounds before I offered an update. But then I was pulling up my hair for a run and I saw myself, suddenly, the way people must see me now and when I walked down the hallway at school and saw my faculty photo (in the purple shirt below, which I thought at the time was such a great photo of me) I wondered who that person was. When I see pictures now, even from August, I'm a little stunned. And when I look at photos from years ago, it's even more amazing the difference 75 pounds, (77 as of this posting) makes.  

I feel like a completely different person. 



The hair makes a difference, too. Mom told me that Gran kept saying, "That doesn't look like Devon" when she was shown pictures of me from Mom and Dad's recent visit. I hope she recognizes me when I see her in a few weeks. 

Here are past before and afters:

Jan 2012 and October 2012

March 2012 and November 2012

(Oh, my niece is so big now! I get to see her in a few weeks and I am ready to have some super silly dance party time.)

It is not just the number on the scale that transformed me though that's certainly a big part of it. I feel like I can do more now that I can hike and run and move my body in ways I was unable to before. Sometimes when I see old photos, I am sad. I am sad because I feel a little disconnected from what is reflected back to me. I don't quite know how to reconcile that woman as me. It's easier if I look at photos from late Fall. I can acknowledge the transformation from 60 to 75 pounds lost with more excitement. 

I was talking to some people in running club tonight and they were floored that I weighed what I did a year ago. I certainly could not have run a 5K then. It was tough to do those elliptical workouts when I first started. And I remember wondering if I would ever be able to run. I have so many more goals I want to achieve now that I am more physically able. 

I signed up for a half-marathon. That's 13.1 miles, people. The longest distance I've run so far is 3.5. Once again, I'm wondering about the impossibility of this goal.  

I want to hike, a real hike, not the easy trails I've done so far around here. Maybe Starved Rock.

I want to do yoga regularly. I've been hit or miss with the classes this year and want to commit to a yoga practice. I need better stretches for my sore legs. 

I just want to continue to be active. Yes, I want to lose more weight. I want to eat more vegetables and cut back on sweets, such a major weakness for me. Worse than popcorn, which I found a bag of recently and danced around the apartment like it was a pot of gold. I ate it and it was worth every calorie. I also had to floss like a madwoman to get all the kernel flakes out of my teeth, which was annoying and made me glad that I didn't have any more popcorn in my possession. 

Summer has always been a fantastic time for me to recharge and put in major time for working out and trying new recipes. As exam week finishes and the job of grading begins this week, I look forward to getting to work on some of my plans. Also, I might read some books and watch some Netflix. Dawson's Creek, I'm looking at you.