For the love of Pink

Well hello world on this amazing fabulous wonderful Wednesday. And yes it is only the aforementioned because today I get to go to Vegas! So let’s dive right in shall we….

Today I would like to give thanks for Pink. Yes, Pink the artist.



The whole reason I was finally able to get my ass in gear is simple, my love of this woman. Her lyrics have continually spoken to me in a way that no other artist seems to get. It is thru this immense love for her and her kick ass personality that I simply had no choice but to fulfill a promise to myself of seeing her live the next time she toured. At first I was vastly disappointed that the nearest concert was Vegas as I was not in the mood to spend money, travel or generally do anything remotely fun when I was feeling so crappy about myself. I actually waivered about the decision to go despite three years previously professing that I would NOT miss the next time Pink toured. Reluctantly I caved and booked the trip and bought the tickets.

I sit here today a happier healthier woman excited to go to Vegas simply because I love Pink that much that not seeing her was simply not an option and therefore I needed to change my mind and thus my body. Pink allowed me to accomplish what Disneyland could not, what I could not do up until then on my own. In all fairness it’s quite likely that I would have gotten fed up enough on my own at some point and done this without the goal of Pink in mind, but it was the catalyst that got me moving, literally.

Today I am most grateful for how the universe works and honestly I am grateful that Pink did not have a concert any closer than Vegas. Had she gone to Portland or Seattle I would have had a quick little concert and perhaps not been as concerned about my growing size. Perhaps it was the combination of Pink and going to Vegas, one of the most beauty obsessed, self-indulgent places in the world. I simply knew I could not go there weighing 220 pounds. Yes…. I weighed 220 pounds. I can freely admit that now because as of today I have accomplished what I set out to do.

This morning I weighed myself and low and behold I lost 2.7 pounds in the last 6 days making my grand total 51 pounds lost exactly to date. I head to Vegas weighing 169 pounds. I am not at my ultimate goal weight, which I have mentally set at a very happy, healthy, obtainable 145 pounds, but all be damned 169 pounds is amazingly better than 220 pounds. It’s like 51 pounds better :)

Another milestone today, when I entered my weight into my progress tracking program on my phone (my app to track my food, etc.), My BMI has gone from Obese Class 1 to simply overweight. I mean, that is an accomplishment considering my 220 pounds put me at Obese Class 2, BMI of 39… today my BMI says 29.9. I really don’t put much stalk into BMI’s because I think they are pretty bogus but nonetheless seeing that much change no matter what is refreshing.

This means I have 24 more pounds to my goal of 145. I have been thinner than 169 pounds many times in my life but this time I feel so much happier than I’ve ever felt at 169 pounds. I really earned this 51 pound loss. The first time I joined weight watchers, 9 years ago at 215 pounds I was a young naïve 24 year old child. I had no idea about anything really. The weight seemed to fall off and I didn’t appreciate it. I didn’t understand anything. That girl had no idea what the next 9 years would have in store for her. This time around I have earned my weight in a whole new way. A way I am most proud of!

It’s also very nice to be out of the 170’s and into the 160’s…. That just feels better. So yes I go into Vegas with a glorious attitude and an even bigger appreciation for what Pink has brought into my life. I can’t give her all the credit since I’m the one who busted ass and all, but this event has ultimately been the catalyst that has returned my happiness. That means a lot. I love that I actually can be this completely happy at 169 pounds. I never thought that was a possibility. That naïve 24 year old was not happy at 169 pounds but this 33 year old is estatic today.

I won’t quite, I won’t give up and I will try my hardest to not let those voices inside my head control or take away anything from me. I have learned over the years that it’s simply not enough to get to goal that I have to live this for the rest of my life to be happy. That I am truly only happy when I treat my body right so there is no excuse ever to binge and quit. Binges will happen (but not in Vegas!) but that is not a free pass to quit this lifestyle. I do believe in my heart that I keep learning every time I do this and despite a few setbacks here and there ultimately I am much happier and healthier this time around. I have forgiven myself for many of my previous mistakes and I am proud of the girl I am today.

I am proud of this body I have earned. I am proud of the workouts I have endured and put myself thru, but honestly I am incredibly proud to know that I am once again the runner I know I am in my heart. The runner who endures and pushes thru obstacles. I am proud to call myself an athlete again.



So with all that said and with my impending trip, I leave tonight! I am simply going to enjoy myself. I am not going to binge as I previously discussed but I will enjoy myself and hope that next week when I weigh myself I just see that 169 number again, that is the goal.

I promised charts when I lost 50 pounds so without further ado here is the excel spreadsheet I use every week to record my progress and the accompanying chart that it creates from the nunbers.





And finally in the spirit of patience and growth and being proud of myself today, here is one more pinterest to set the mood for me for the next few days….



And finally, I guess I should snap a picture of myself from this morning... this is what I'm wearing today and on the plane tonight to Vegas... :)