I am happy to report that, as of this morning, my current weight is 211.4. I was hoping to see 212 on the scale, so I was pleasantly surprised. That brings my total weight loss to 11.2 pounds.
Only 8.8 more pounds to go until I can get my new cell phone*.
*I decided that it's time to upgrade my cell phone so that I can surf the web and view my email while on the go. I am known for just impulsively purchasing items on a whim, but I thought it might motivate me to earn a new phone. I made a deal with myself that I can purchase a new phone only after I have lost my first 20 pounds. Seeing that it's only a matter of time until I reach my first 20 pound goal (yes, I'm getting cocky now), does anyone have a recommendation for a great cell phone?
Monday, February 9, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Everything but the Kitchen Sink
I am nearing the end of week 5 of my new and improved weight loss journey and have been quite proud of my progress so far. At my week 4 weigh-in, I had lost just slightly less than 10 pounds (9.8 to be exact). I have starting to actually enjoy and look forward to exercise (boy, would my old high school gym teacher be shocked to hear that). I still have a long way to go, but I can already see small changes in my body which only fuel my desire to keep going. Just when I think that I might finally have what it takes to beat the fat monster this time, I am faced with reality. In this instance, reality is my kitchen sink.
You might be wondering what a kitchen sink has to do with weight loss--nothing if you're an average person, but I'm not normal. My kitchen sink is currently packed to capacity with every dirty plate, bowl, fork, spoon and pyrex dish that I own. The laws of physics will simply not allow me to place another object in the sink without having my world come crashing down. Unfortunately, the sink is yet another reminder of how I've let my daily obligations be pushed aside in order to lose weight. I can feel myself becoming frustrated with the way I have let everything get out of control. Normally, this would be the time when I would throw in the weight loss towel.
I have always had a hard time successfully balancing several tasks at once. My full attention goes to the project at hand and the rest of my daily activities are left to pay the price. In the past 5 weeks, I have focused so much on healthy eating and exercising that I have had no time for housework, friends or other extracurricular activities. So, while I've been burning calories like a fiend, I have desperately been neglecting my other duties and things are starting to get out of control.
It just seems as though there are not enough hours in the day to get everything accomplished. I have a dear friend that has managed to lose nearly 100 pounds while working fulltime, chasing her toddler, finishing college and managing a household. What's my excuse? My excuse is that I'm full of excuses.
I need to find a happy medium--a way to continue with my weight loss efforts but not neglect my other obligations. Perhaps I need a time management course. Perhaps I need to hire someone to clean my house. Perhaps I need to put on my big girl panties and deal with it and find a way to make it happen because I don't have any other option this time around. I won't give up on my weight loss journey and I won't let my other obligations go to hell in a hand basket.
So, I'm going to go slip into my workout clothes and hit the pavement, but first I will be stopping by my kitchen sink to pay it some much needed attention.
You might be wondering what a kitchen sink has to do with weight loss--nothing if you're an average person, but I'm not normal. My kitchen sink is currently packed to capacity with every dirty plate, bowl, fork, spoon and pyrex dish that I own. The laws of physics will simply not allow me to place another object in the sink without having my world come crashing down. Unfortunately, the sink is yet another reminder of how I've let my daily obligations be pushed aside in order to lose weight. I can feel myself becoming frustrated with the way I have let everything get out of control. Normally, this would be the time when I would throw in the weight loss towel.
I have always had a hard time successfully balancing several tasks at once. My full attention goes to the project at hand and the rest of my daily activities are left to pay the price. In the past 5 weeks, I have focused so much on healthy eating and exercising that I have had no time for housework, friends or other extracurricular activities. So, while I've been burning calories like a fiend, I have desperately been neglecting my other duties and things are starting to get out of control.
It just seems as though there are not enough hours in the day to get everything accomplished. I have a dear friend that has managed to lose nearly 100 pounds while working fulltime, chasing her toddler, finishing college and managing a household. What's my excuse? My excuse is that I'm full of excuses.
I need to find a happy medium--a way to continue with my weight loss efforts but not neglect my other obligations. Perhaps I need a time management course. Perhaps I need to hire someone to clean my house. Perhaps I need to put on my big girl panties and deal with it and find a way to make it happen because I don't have any other option this time around. I won't give up on my weight loss journey and I won't let my other obligations go to hell in a hand basket.
So, I'm going to go slip into my workout clothes and hit the pavement, but first I will be stopping by my kitchen sink to pay it some much needed attention.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Welcome Back!!
Everyone sing along (ok, only those of you that remember Welcome Back, Kotter need to sing, and the rest of you will just have to read along)
Welcome back, your dreams were your ticket out.
Welcome back to that same old place that you laughed about.
Well the names have all changed since you hung around,
But those dreams have remained and they’re turned around.
Who’d have thought they’d lead ya
Back here where we need ya
I have been thinking a lot lately about this blog, but for some reason I couldn't bring myself to start blogging again. So, just for shits and giggles, I logged on today and it has been exactly one year to the date since the last time that I blogged. You may be wondering what has happened in the past year. I would love to tell you that I stuck with my weightloss efforts and am currently typing this in my perfectly-fitted string bikini which shows off my new kick-ass body......but that's not the way the story goes. In the past year, I managed to gain a few more pounds and topped out at 222.8 on January 5, 2009. As of February 2, 2009 I and am currently tipping the scales at 213 pounds.
Now you may be thinking that 213 pounds isn't all that different from the 214.2 that I weighed a year ago, but you're wrong. I have really begun to overhaul my lifestyle. I have eliminated most processed foods from my diet and am exercising 6 days a week. And get this, I actually like to exercise now. While running (yes, running) on the treadmill the other day I caught myself saying "God, this feels good!" I said that!! I have never thought that exercise felt good, I always felt that exercise was like hell on earth, but I'm changing and things are different this time...AND I MEAN IT!!!
I've heard people say that sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before you want to help yourself improve. I think it finally happened. I turned 35 and couldn't believe the person that I had become. I didn't control my life, food did. I was embarrassed and ashamed of what I had done to my body. I had finally run out of excuses. I could no longer look at myself in the mirror and say that I'll start tomorrow or next week, the time was now!
So raise your glass and toast me and my new lifestyle. It's not an easy road, but I'm taking the journey and enjoying the adventure.
Welcome back, your dreams were your ticket out.
Welcome back to that same old place that you laughed about.
Well the names have all changed since you hung around,
But those dreams have remained and they’re turned around.
Who’d have thought they’d lead ya
Back here where we need ya
I have been thinking a lot lately about this blog, but for some reason I couldn't bring myself to start blogging again. So, just for shits and giggles, I logged on today and it has been exactly one year to the date since the last time that I blogged. You may be wondering what has happened in the past year. I would love to tell you that I stuck with my weightloss efforts and am currently typing this in my perfectly-fitted string bikini which shows off my new kick-ass body......but that's not the way the story goes. In the past year, I managed to gain a few more pounds and topped out at 222.8 on January 5, 2009. As of February 2, 2009 I and am currently tipping the scales at 213 pounds.
Now you may be thinking that 213 pounds isn't all that different from the 214.2 that I weighed a year ago, but you're wrong. I have really begun to overhaul my lifestyle. I have eliminated most processed foods from my diet and am exercising 6 days a week. And get this, I actually like to exercise now. While running (yes, running) on the treadmill the other day I caught myself saying "God, this feels good!" I said that!! I have never thought that exercise felt good, I always felt that exercise was like hell on earth, but I'm changing and things are different this time...AND I MEAN IT!!!
I've heard people say that sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before you want to help yourself improve. I think it finally happened. I turned 35 and couldn't believe the person that I had become. I didn't control my life, food did. I was embarrassed and ashamed of what I had done to my body. I had finally run out of excuses. I could no longer look at myself in the mirror and say that I'll start tomorrow or next week, the time was now!
So raise your glass and toast me and my new lifestyle. It's not an easy road, but I'm taking the journey and enjoying the adventure.
No, your eyes are not playing tricks on you!!
It has been a year since the last time I posted.
February 5, 2008, I would like for you to meet February 5, 2009. You both have so much in common, but yet you are so very different.
February 5, 2008, I would like for you to meet February 5, 2009. You both have so much in common, but yet you are so very different.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Exercise? What is that?
I know that exercise is an integral part of any weight loss program, but why can't I make myself begin? I have a basement full of exercise equipment including a treadmill, elliptical machine, recumbent bike, full weight set and a Total Gym. You would think that having my own personal gym in my basement would make it easy to exercise, but that has not been the case. The equipment just sits there collecting dust while I come up with excuse after excuse of why I can't exercise today. Here are all of the excuses that I come up with and why they aren't viable excuses:
1- I'm too tired = Of course I'm tired, I am 70+ pounds overweight and carrying that extra weight around everyday is making me more tired than I should be, but exercise would help me lose the weight faster and give me more energy.
2- I'm too busy = I'm not too busy, I'm just bad at prioritizing my schedule. I know plenty of people with busier lives than me, but they always find time to exercise.
3- My back hurts = Again, that 70+ extra pounds are to blame. My back will start feeling better once I lose weight, and I need to exercise to make that happen.
4- I really want to watch this television show = I have a television right next to all of the exercise equipment and watching the show while I exercise would make the time go by faster.
5- I would rather spend time with my husband = He really could benefit from exercise too, so we should go for a walk together.
6- I'll start exercising once I lose more weight = I'd lose weight faster if I would start exercising right now.
7- I'll start exercising once I purchase that new piece of equipment or that new exercise video = I already have an arsenal of exercise equipment to use.
8- I can't exercise in the morning because I'm not a morning person = This one is easy, I need to exercise at night.
9- I can't exercise after I get home from work because I need to cook dinner = I need to prepare my meals in advance and make dinner preparation much easier and faster.
As you can see, I am great at coming up with excuses to prevent me from exercising, but it's time to get real. No more excuses! Exercise, here I come!
1- I'm too tired = Of course I'm tired, I am 70+ pounds overweight and carrying that extra weight around everyday is making me more tired than I should be, but exercise would help me lose the weight faster and give me more energy.
2- I'm too busy = I'm not too busy, I'm just bad at prioritizing my schedule. I know plenty of people with busier lives than me, but they always find time to exercise.
3- My back hurts = Again, that 70+ extra pounds are to blame. My back will start feeling better once I lose weight, and I need to exercise to make that happen.
4- I really want to watch this television show = I have a television right next to all of the exercise equipment and watching the show while I exercise would make the time go by faster.
5- I would rather spend time with my husband = He really could benefit from exercise too, so we should go for a walk together.
6- I'll start exercising once I lose more weight = I'd lose weight faster if I would start exercising right now.
7- I'll start exercising once I purchase that new piece of equipment or that new exercise video = I already have an arsenal of exercise equipment to use.
8- I can't exercise in the morning because I'm not a morning person = This one is easy, I need to exercise at night.
9- I can't exercise after I get home from work because I need to cook dinner = I need to prepare my meals in advance and make dinner preparation much easier and faster.
As you can see, I am great at coming up with excuses to prevent me from exercising, but it's time to get real. No more excuses! Exercise, here I come!
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Super Bowl = Super Yucky
Ok, so I fell of the wagon today. Actually, it was more like I fell of the wagon, the wagon rolled over me, and then I was hit by another passing wagon. I just didn't have the willpower to resist all of the yummy Super Bowl food, and in the end I ate WAY too much junk food.
Now last Super Bowl I also ate way too much, but that was just the beginning of the binge that I went on. I used it as an excuse to eat crap for the next few weeks, but this year is going to be different. I think that my body might be getting used to eating better food because I feel miserable after eating all of that junk food. I can feel a layer of grease on my tongue and my stomach is churning, and you know what? I don't want to feel like this anymore! My body deserves better!
Tomorrow morning I am going to wait for the wagon, and I am going to jump on with full force. This time I am find a seat and going to buckle myself in, so I don't fall off again.
Now last Super Bowl I also ate way too much, but that was just the beginning of the binge that I went on. I used it as an excuse to eat crap for the next few weeks, but this year is going to be different. I think that my body might be getting used to eating better food because I feel miserable after eating all of that junk food. I can feel a layer of grease on my tongue and my stomach is churning, and you know what? I don't want to feel like this anymore! My body deserves better!
Tomorrow morning I am going to wait for the wagon, and I am going to jump on with full force. This time I am find a seat and going to buckle myself in, so I don't fall off again.
Friday, February 1, 2008
The Window Doesn't Lie
Each morning I endure a barbaric process which I have dubbed the “Morning Mirror Ritual,” and today was going to be no exception. I began the ritual by choosing my daily wardrobe from my dwindling selection of pants—currently 2 pair that fit without fear of busting a seam. I then carefully selected a shirt, that if draped properly, would hopefully camouflage the portion of my stomach that insists on hanging over the top of my pants.
Once I was outfitted in my clothes, I proceeded to the bathroom to present my newly outfitted body to the mirror and hopefully gain acceptance. Some mornings it takes me twenty minutes to pick out an outfit that doesn't leave me wanting to cry. As I stepped in front of the mirror, I stood up straight and turned slightly to the side to catch a glimpse of my rear. The reflection that appeared in the mirror did not look too bad, and at that moment I thought that I sure don't look like I weight 214 pounds. I must carry it well. As I left for work, I was feeling pretty good about myself.
Fast forward to lunch. I left the office to run a couple of errands and also to take a break from the monotony of the job. As I exited the bank and strolled down the street to the bookstore, I caught a glimpse of a “plump” woman in the window of a local clothing store. The woman was slightly hunched over and her shirt had ridden up revealing a large, jolly belly protruding from her pants. It took me a few moments to realize that the overweight woman was my reflection, and I could no longer deny that I had the body shape of PacMan.
Boy, did I catch myself off guard. Had I have known that I would be viewing myself in that window, I would have stood up straight, sucked in my stomach and pulled my shirt down, but then I wouldn't have seen the real me. In the past, I would have been depressed by such an image, but now I am actually inspired by the reflection of myself. The image will remain etched in my memory as a reminder and a motivation to stay with this journey.
Once I was outfitted in my clothes, I proceeded to the bathroom to present my newly outfitted body to the mirror and hopefully gain acceptance. Some mornings it takes me twenty minutes to pick out an outfit that doesn't leave me wanting to cry. As I stepped in front of the mirror, I stood up straight and turned slightly to the side to catch a glimpse of my rear. The reflection that appeared in the mirror did not look too bad, and at that moment I thought that I sure don't look like I weight 214 pounds. I must carry it well. As I left for work, I was feeling pretty good about myself.
Fast forward to lunch. I left the office to run a couple of errands and also to take a break from the monotony of the job. As I exited the bank and strolled down the street to the bookstore, I caught a glimpse of a “plump” woman in the window of a local clothing store. The woman was slightly hunched over and her shirt had ridden up revealing a large, jolly belly protruding from her pants. It took me a few moments to realize that the overweight woman was my reflection, and I could no longer deny that I had the body shape of PacMan.
Boy, did I catch myself off guard. Had I have known that I would be viewing myself in that window, I would have stood up straight, sucked in my stomach and pulled my shirt down, but then I wouldn't have seen the real me. In the past, I would have been depressed by such an image, but now I am actually inspired by the reflection of myself. The image will remain etched in my memory as a reminder and a motivation to stay with this journey.
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