I'm back baby!
After a disappointing week last weigh-in, I was even MORE motivated to stick to the program. Nothing tickles me more than when I step on that scale, look at Christine, and see her eyes light up as she says "WOW...you did such a good joooooooob.....you're down another ____ pounds!" Last week, there was no lit eyes, there was no "WOW", there was just a "Ok...that's not so bad...", followed by my own mental temper tantrum. BUT....
THIS week, redemption! Down another 2.5 pounds, bringing my grand total to 16.3 pounds GONE.
I gave myself a little "retail therapy" and went shopping on Sunday, and actually bought a NEW SIZE...a size I haven't seen in well over three years. And instead of automatically grabbing the "large" size for tops, I went for the "medium", just on a bet with myself..."I'll pile up my basket with mediums, just to give it a shot in the dressing room...if they don't fit, they don't fit, and I go back and grab the large, and I'll be on my way."
But the mediums fit...mostly...Ok, some of them just automatically went back. But I didn't find myself saying the usual "That'll never fit"...instead I said, "Next time..." And that felt great.
So I promised myself a goal...after I get to my half-way point (20 pounds, just 3.7 pounds away), I get to go on a shopping spree. (Sunday was just "therapy", that was no spree...I can do MUCH more damage than I did on Sunday...) And since I'm so close, I treated myself to something else today, just as an extra motivator: a wonderful massage at my favorite day spa. It's really amazing what losing weight can do to my credit card...but it's a warm fuzzy all around...
My goal THIS week is to work out even harder and try to get to that 3.7 pounds. I realize it's not only not HEALTHY for me to lose that much in a week, it's probably not realistic. I'll settle for 2. That will only make me work that much harder next week!
Look out bathing suits, I'm on my way...
Till next time,
~L
PS Did everyone see the ATROCITY that was tonight's American Idol? It's only 1/2 way over and I'm SOOO disappointed! But it's not enough to make me go on the "Starvation for Sanjaya diet"....I'll stick with Jenny Craig, thank you very much... ;)
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Update on a few things.....
I know, I know...I'm sorry! I've been SO bad about updating this...but the reason behind it isn't laziness or lack of drive; it's more so because this whole healthy-living lifestyle is now PART of my life! It's so second nature right now, I'm not even thinking about the fact that I'm doing something MAJOR and making a BIG change...it's starting to sink in (finally!)!! So, here's an update on what's been goin on...
1. "I fall down, go boom."
Wednesday morning I was feeling particularly sassy, so I donned my cute cowboy boots for the first time since last Spring. They pulled my entire outfit together, despite having a slightly higher heel than I was used to during the months of snow. Obviously, I'm up at 4am, which means it's still dark out when I walk my dog. Long story short, I turned a corner, caught my heel in a pothole that was too dark to see, and I went DOWN. I mean a full-fledged wipe out, landing with ALL my body weight on my left knee. Now I already have a pretty good case of osteoarthritis in my knees, but my left knee was my "good" knee...not anymore! As I lie motionless, in so much pain that I was convinced I'd be there till the sun came up when someone finally discovered me, one of the first thoughts that went through my mind was "Now I'm not going to be able to go to the gym today..." What? ME? I'm in severe pain, 4:30am, lying in a puddle, dog leash in one hand and a bag of dog "stuff" in the other, and I'm upset about not being able to work out????? Normally I'd say "YES! Now I don't have to go to the gym!" but not this time...further proof that this really has become a part of my life, something I never thought would happen!
So, I did have to take the day off at the gym, because my knee began to swell to three times its normal size, and it was pretty wobbly. I didn't want to risk further injuring myself to the point where I'd miss MORE than a day at the gym. Today, 3 days later, it's not quite as swollen, but it has changed to a lovely shade of navy blue with speckles of green and yellow, peppered by tiny little dots of dried blood from where my skin was shaved off by my jeans hitting the pavement. It's really pretty....The good news is, I got back to the gym on Friday, and even though it was a bit sore, it's work-out-able...I even got in another 30 minutes on Saturday....
2. "Please RSVP so we know how much PIZZA to order..."
I am a member of the marketing committee for the Animal Protective Foundation in Schenectady County, and our first big meeting was Thursday night. The email clearly stated there would be a surprise guest on the panel: pizza. Almost automatically, my brain started playing "Danger! Danger, Will Rogers! Danger!" with sounds of cruise-liner warning horns. First I'm crippled and can't go to the gym, now the temptation of 5 different kinds of pizzas in an enclosed space?!?! I went into "planning mode", and selected a Jenny Craig meal I could bring with me; crisis averted. Everyone ooh'd and aah'd as I walked in with a delicious serving of Pasta Fagioli while they stuffed their faces with greasy, sausage-lined pizza! There was a BEAUTIFUL homemade salad available too, with sprouts, field greens, strawberries, blueberries, walnuts, peas, and feta cheese...so I helped myself to a big plate! The really tempting part was the plates of jelly beans that were strategically arranged in front of each table...but I let my friend Patrick take care of those...as I watched him mindlessly pop the beans in his mouth, one after another, I kept leaning over and whispering, "Ya know, that makes like 14 jelly beans in the last 7 minutes....any idea how many calories and how much sugar are in those bad boys?" LOL! I was just giving him a hard time, but yes, it made me feel "better than him" for a minute...LOL!
3. "Water weight BE GONE!"
My next weigh-in is tomorrow (Monday), and I am definitely feeling better on the "bloated" issue I had last week. My joints are back to regular size (except my left knee, of course), my pants are fitting a bit better again, and my chest is no longer in competition with hot water bottles (women, you know what I'm talking about). So I'm anxious to see if the no-pounds-lost-Monday from last week will be banished in to another "TAKE THAT!" blog entry...Wish me luck!
Till next time,
~L
1. "I fall down, go boom."
Wednesday morning I was feeling particularly sassy, so I donned my cute cowboy boots for the first time since last Spring. They pulled my entire outfit together, despite having a slightly higher heel than I was used to during the months of snow. Obviously, I'm up at 4am, which means it's still dark out when I walk my dog. Long story short, I turned a corner, caught my heel in a pothole that was too dark to see, and I went DOWN. I mean a full-fledged wipe out, landing with ALL my body weight on my left knee. Now I already have a pretty good case of osteoarthritis in my knees, but my left knee was my "good" knee...not anymore! As I lie motionless, in so much pain that I was convinced I'd be there till the sun came up when someone finally discovered me, one of the first thoughts that went through my mind was "Now I'm not going to be able to go to the gym today..." What? ME? I'm in severe pain, 4:30am, lying in a puddle, dog leash in one hand and a bag of dog "stuff" in the other, and I'm upset about not being able to work out????? Normally I'd say "YES! Now I don't have to go to the gym!" but not this time...further proof that this really has become a part of my life, something I never thought would happen!
So, I did have to take the day off at the gym, because my knee began to swell to three times its normal size, and it was pretty wobbly. I didn't want to risk further injuring myself to the point where I'd miss MORE than a day at the gym. Today, 3 days later, it's not quite as swollen, but it has changed to a lovely shade of navy blue with speckles of green and yellow, peppered by tiny little dots of dried blood from where my skin was shaved off by my jeans hitting the pavement. It's really pretty....The good news is, I got back to the gym on Friday, and even though it was a bit sore, it's work-out-able...I even got in another 30 minutes on Saturday....
2. "Please RSVP so we know how much PIZZA to order..."
I am a member of the marketing committee for the Animal Protective Foundation in Schenectady County, and our first big meeting was Thursday night. The email clearly stated there would be a surprise guest on the panel: pizza. Almost automatically, my brain started playing "Danger! Danger, Will Rogers! Danger!" with sounds of cruise-liner warning horns. First I'm crippled and can't go to the gym, now the temptation of 5 different kinds of pizzas in an enclosed space?!?! I went into "planning mode", and selected a Jenny Craig meal I could bring with me; crisis averted. Everyone ooh'd and aah'd as I walked in with a delicious serving of Pasta Fagioli while they stuffed their faces with greasy, sausage-lined pizza! There was a BEAUTIFUL homemade salad available too, with sprouts, field greens, strawberries, blueberries, walnuts, peas, and feta cheese...so I helped myself to a big plate! The really tempting part was the plates of jelly beans that were strategically arranged in front of each table...but I let my friend Patrick take care of those...as I watched him mindlessly pop the beans in his mouth, one after another, I kept leaning over and whispering, "Ya know, that makes like 14 jelly beans in the last 7 minutes....any idea how many calories and how much sugar are in those bad boys?" LOL! I was just giving him a hard time, but yes, it made me feel "better than him" for a minute...LOL!
3. "Water weight BE GONE!"
My next weigh-in is tomorrow (Monday), and I am definitely feeling better on the "bloated" issue I had last week. My joints are back to regular size (except my left knee, of course), my pants are fitting a bit better again, and my chest is no longer in competition with hot water bottles (women, you know what I'm talking about). So I'm anxious to see if the no-pounds-lost-Monday from last week will be banished in to another "TAKE THAT!" blog entry...Wish me luck!
Till next time,
~L
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