I married Lisa 36 years ago next month, and since then we’ve been blessed with six children, and as of 2 a.m. yesterday, 13 grandchildren.
It was just after our daughter Rebekah (the mother of grandchild #13) was married four years ago that we decided we needed to seriously explore some changes in our diet and lifestyle.
I weighed over 260 lbs. then, and Lisa thinks she was 185. She isn’t sure because she wasn’t exactly going out of her way to find a scale.
I told her weight loss story (to that point at least) in July, and how much progress she had made between Rebekah’s wedding and our youngest son, John’s. The first year or so had been really frustrating, until we got on the low-carb, high-fat diet combined with intermittent fasting.
In May she had gotten down to 145 lbs., and so on her birthday she decided to try on her wedding dress for the first time since Dec. 22, 1984.
We couldn’t get the back zipped up then, but we thought if she kept going she might eventually close the gap, so to speak.
Having become a 13-time grandma earlier in the morning, she decided to try on her wedding dress again yesterday afternoon.
Lo, and behold…
Lisa was down to 135.8 yesterday, the lowest she’s been since the Reagan administration.
I’m so happy for her, especially because she had previously felt so frustrated and defeated, and now she feels healthy and in control of her eating habits.
Sometimes she fasts, and sometimes she feasts. Generally she’s avoiding extra sugar and carbs, but that doesn’t mean she can never have these things as a treat.
In fact, her dinner Tuesday night was a Papa Murphy’s Herb Chicken Mediterranean Pizza.
With zero guilt on the side.