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How I lost 50+ pounds without even knowing it.
I was totally gobsmacked when my pants fell off!
Several years ago I weighed well over 250 pounds. How much over? I don’t really know — my scale maxed out at 250 pounds, so I stopped weighing myself when the needle wouldn’t move anymore.
At one point my doctor said 280 pounds. I plugged my ears so I didn’t have to listen to the lecture.
Then one day, I had the amazing opportunity of going to Mexico to house-sit for three months. I packed a medium sized suitcase with clothes I thought would be okay for 70 degree weather.
Loose, elastic pants, some gauze skirts, and loose tops — — a few T-shirts. I didn’t think I’d be going out much, so I kept it minimal.
On the day I left Vancouver I dressed formally for my trip to Guadalajara. A suit jacket and fitted pants. I wanted to make a good first impression on my house-sitting hosts.
The area I was going to was Lake Chapala about an hour out of Guadalajara.
My hosts house was about 10 minutes dive from Ajijic (pronounced A hee hick) — a large expatriate community made up of Americans, Canadians and a good smattering of Europeans … and of course, Mexicans.
