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I'm falling about 2 months shy of my 2 year post op! Its neat to see the difference over time in not only the weight change, but the attitude change as well. I'm sitting at about at 120 weight loss to date. I say to date because that as it stands is in the midst of change. I've found myself gaining weight, at a noticeable rate. I've went up almost 2 pants sizes since I was sitting at a comfortable plateau. I'm trying today as my first day actually, the 5 day pouch test. I went back down the clinic where I spoke with a nutritionist on how I would go about losing an additional 60 pounds. I'm giving myself 3 months to get to this goal..which doesn't seem like long but for some reason I tend to do adapt to routine quite easily when I'm focused. I hope everyone is doing well, always stay positive and try not to fall off track like myself. All that bad food is very tolerable at a 2 year post op! Be careful.

It's been 7 months since the beginning, 4 months since my last post. I've lost roughly 126 pounds to date. I'm feeling WONDERFUL. The energy level is insane, which was the main reason as to why I started this journey. I'm happy to say, one of my best friends recently had the surgery... my cousin is going in next week (michele_b) *wish her luck and lots of prayers!!*... and I have many friends that are waiting patiently for their turn at freedom. Best of luck to everyone out there... everything is totally worth the way I feel right now!

I'm going on 3 months post op and so far I've lost 81 pounds! It's amazing to see how much I've dropped in such a short period of time. I feel like my hair is starting to fall out, and that was one of my biggest fears. Thank gawd for extensions. Still at the gym at least 4 times a week... my loss has been slowing down so I'm thinking I'm at  a plateau... I have to keep pushing forward!!!

Going on week... 9, I've lost 61 pounds. My clothes are all now fitting sloppy and droopy bum, which is annoying and exciting at the same time. I work out every day, still... with the exception of Christmas where I spent the holidays with my bf and family in Florida. We had an awesome time. Other then that, life seems pretty decent...

So I'm just on my way out to the gym, this marks going into my 3rd wk of continuous working out. I've started a water aerobics class every tuesday and thursday evening... what a work out!! I didn't realize i had muscles in those areas haha. I lost 5 pounds last week and I'd have to say I was slightly disapointed. I want this weight off so bad, I guess I need to be patient. 45 pounds in a month seems a lot when I say it out loud... but my mindset is on a week to week basis. Anyway, gotta run... hope everyone is having a great wknd... Christmas is cooomming!!

... I'm now at the weight that I usually get to when I'm dieting. I've lost a total of 40pounds, in 3 weeks. I'm very happy to see such fast results. Went to the Dr yesterday and he said I should be back on my BP meds (wasnt happy to hear that)... but, I'll do what they tell me to. I can't wait until I dont have to take those stupid things anymore. I've continued my work out regime every day since I started, and it feels amazing. It's nice to know I'll see results with this exercise plan.

So today marks day 1 of my 'work out' plan. I was sooo nervous to walk into the gym, thinking people would be staring at me... and wondering what I was doing there. Never really been the self conscious type, but apparently I am. So, nobody noticed me... it was like I wasn't even there. I feel great... aside from my 'mishap' I had today with my first, and last breakdown. I believe I had my first case of the 'dumping syndrome'. I was out shopping with my one of my gf's and decided to grab a bite to eat at, of all places, TOXIC HELL (taco bell)... I ordered, 1 soft taco with no lettuce... and a cinimon twist. Consciously I knew this would blow up in my face, but I did it anyway. After a bite and a half, and 2 cinimon twists... and 20 mins of deciding how my stomach was handeling it... I lost it. The pain was like the day I came out of surgery... and I came close to a really embarassing situation... but made it to the restroom. NEVER AGAIN. I now know the feeling, and the curiosity is no longer there. Anywho... tomorrow I'm off to the gym again!

Coming out of surgery I felt like I was hit by a ton of bricks... the pain was the worst I've ever felt physically in my life. A few days after I was starting to feel like my old self again, haha but it still amazes me at how full I feel after a few tablespoons of food. Today was my first day hitting the gym, and its scary but exciting at the same time. I know I have a long way to go, but I think how I've seemed to get to this point... I can't imagine a month from now!