I did it!! I am at the half-way mark!!

WHOOOO HOOOO!! I finally cracked the big 20 kilos down or in pounds that's an even bigger sounding 44. Holy heck.. what a nightmare crawling down past those last few hundred grams to get here. I actually overshot it by 100 grams.... which now means.... whaa ha ha ha (evil witch cackle) I have gone to The Dark Side.......
(the next twenty is probably the light that beckons.. but for theatric purposes, well, you know lol)


I was looking back through my book where I keep my kilo's off tally. I noticed that I lost the first ten kilos within the first month and the next two months plus - well it took me that long to lose the next 10. But then I went by weeks.. that's 10 kilos lost in around 10 or 11 weeks and if you average it out, it's a fairly good steady weight loss. Sometimes I would lose a little more in one week, then less the next but it all pans out in the end.

Something has definitely clicked in my brain - in a good way. I keep thinking - I need more restriction - and I still think I do. Without trying to sound too Pollyanna I think I am sticking to the band rules almost 100 percent. I always drink up to but not during my meals. I wait a half hour or more before drinking again after the meal. I am sticking like glue to my cup measurement (or occasionally just a smidgen over) and I have noticed as of about a week ago, I'm only eating maybe two meals a day with no snacking in between. I think my band is working. Hallelujah!!! I do seem to be a little all over the place though.... one day I can easily survive on the two meals - I have breakfast about 10am then it carries me through to dinner which is about 6pm... that's quite a big gap (I am not snacking either.. interesting) and yet other days (like yesterday) I have my breakfast and three hours later I'm ravenous again. That's when my self control has to come into play. I just baby myself through the hours until dinner or have something really small for a late lunch. Oh yeah, and I'm still walking and keeping active.. as much as I can manage anyway.

I have an appointment to see Dr Couch tomorrow.. THE dreaded appointment. I've made the decision. I'm not going to mention that I go to Tasmania in six days. I don't want him touching what little fill I have because where I am right now - though not perfect - it's fairly cruisy. In fact, I would like him to add a half or one ml (cc). I could do with more restriction because where I sit here on four mills in a ten mill band is:

• I can chug down water no worries. I don't have to sip. I am taking in on average around a litre and a half a day of pure water.. the rest comes from my fizzy tablet I pop into water that gives me my vitamins and minerals for the day and the numerous coffees I now drink. (I used to drink maybe 2 coffees a day - now I sit on around five lol... ooops!)
• I don't have to eat particularly slowly, though I do have to make sure I chew well. I can't eat dry chicken (aka KFC) yet I can manage the chicken or sausages in a sauce. 
• I have had that feeling of food being stuck twice this month (yes, its been a WHOLE month since my last fill..sigh) I haven't PB'd once but I have had that tightness in my chest when I didn't chew properly, telling me to slow down.
• I am using a fair bit of self control with spacing out my meals. I would like to not be so hungry sometimes.
• I eat a cupful of food and if I wait, I find - at least for the most part - it satisfies me. My feeling of fullness comes around 20 minutes after I've eaten. I have never gone back for more food but if I'm a touch hungry, usually a coffee with no sugar and hilo milk fixes it.

I guess all in all, especially this week, I have been super-focused. I was aching to get down to the half-way mark and I did it. I'm five pounds off hitting what you girls call "Wonderland." I feel so proud of myself and now I can work on getting the rest off. My next goal is to get to 89.9 (which might be a tad tricky considering I leave in a little bit for Tasmania where MOTH - Man of the House- and I shuttle around for almost two weeks) but whatever happens.. I did it.. I'm finally here and FARK... I'm a happy little Vegemite. 

Till next time...

Adios from (getting skinny) Cara

P.S. AimeeJo... my 300 grams plus now lays broken and mangled at the bottom of a steep drop. I can see your 2 pounds hovering nervously up top but it needs a push. Push it girl, push it!!

P.P.S Whoo boy.. I just realised it's now photo time..  I promised those before pics and I guess I have to hold up my end of the bargain. I will get MOTH to take some of me now and post the before and afters asap. GLURK!!