16 July, 2017
WHMP: 16 July 2017
Woke up this morning in the hotel room feeling refreshed. One of the main reasons I picked where we stayed was because it had a gym I could use. So this morning I got up and head off to the gym.
The environment was somewhat lacklustre with pretty crappy equipment but it was better than nothing. I did 30 minutes on the treadmill but it only had a maximum incline of 9 rather than the 15-20 incline that I have been using at the gym so the calorie burn was only 1/3rd of what I do at the gym.
I never thought these words would come out of my mouth but I miss going to the gym.
This next part is extremely confronting and terrifying to write about and share.
When I got back to the room I had a shower and obviously the mirrors are lower than the mirror in our bathroom at home as I was completely exposed to see the skin situation before me.
My boobs (or the things that used to be boobs) now have a life of their own are severely heading south. My apron is beyond offensive with the saggy droopy skin and the loose skin on my upper thighs really has no description except YUCK YUCK YUCK!!!
While part of me in quiet upset that my body looks so disgusting and deformed the other part of me is proud of me morphing into ET as it’s a physical and tangible result of my hard work.
I also need to prepare myself that things are going to get even worse and even more revolting until I get to a stable weight and can engage in the process of getting all my excess skin surgically removed.
When we got back to Renmark we met Mum and Lachlan at the Club for lunch. This was the first time I have ever experienced prejudice around mu ordering a smaller portion.
For once the kids menu had a grilled chicken and salad so I was over the moon to order that. I requested to order that and said I was more than happy to forgo the free drink, icecream and activity pack. She said that she needed to check with the head chef. The verdict was that regardless of my dietary requirements the only way I could order the kids meals was with an $8 surcharge. Regardless of the fact I didn’t want all the extras that they would save money on they wanted to charge the equal price of an adult sized schnitzel for two tiny grilled chicken tenderloins and a bit of lettuce!
Needless to say I didn’t order anything at all and just picked off of Mum’s plate instead. If they were trying to exploit my clinical need for a dietary requirement for a massive financial gain then they were not getting any money off me at all!
While we were there we ran into some locals who I have known my entire life. They were sitting at the the table next to me for 30 minutes and didn’t recognise me at all. Once they recognised Mum and realised it was me they were completely gobsmacked with the amount of weight that I had lost.
I think Lachlan must have missed me last night as he passed out on top me again for the second time this week and DAMN he is heavy.
I had 30kg passed out on top of me. It’s really hard to believe that I have lost twice that amount of weight off of my frame.