The day has finally arrived. My final weigh in with my sister-in-law. I wasn't nervous because I know I've been making progress but I still wanted to pull out a good number. And a good number it was!
In seven weeks, Kate lost 1.3% of her body weight and I lost 4.1%. I lost 9 pounds, according to my mother-in-law's scale. And that makes me the official winner of our competition! Woot woot!!
Now if you go by my scale and what I weighed yesterday when I was sans clothes, I'm actually down 11 pounds. It's amazing how much clothes weigh. But 9 or 11 pounds, it doesn't really matter. What matters is that I lost weight and I feel amazing.
I am proud of both of us. We went into this competition with the intent of dropping some pounds (check!), but I'm leaving with more energy, a lot of pride, and a huge sense of accomplishment. A huge thank you to Kate for pushing me to do this!
I'm on a roll and not stopping anytime soon. October 15 starts my competition with my brother. Whoever loses the highest percentage of weight loss by November 26 is declared the winner. We're purposely weighing in before Thanksgiving so we can enjoy the day. Loser has to take the other person's kids for a weekend. In actuality, it's a win for either one of us. Our kids love spending time together. I think Rowan is hoping I lose so that Noah can come to his house.
Through my sister-in-law, I've heard that my brother hopes I like my niece and nephew's company. Well of course I do. And to him I say "Bring it". I don't think he realizes what he's gotten himself into.
No comments:
Post a Comment