A little mention of Weekly Weigh in #8 – and EXCITING NEWS!

Oh my goodness! A friend of mine reminded me that I left you all hangin’ with my good news! (Once again… I’m NOT pregnant. Sorry, mom.) Since the weigh in part of this post is not good news, let’s start with the good news. Remember my post about my 2012 goals? Remember how one of those goals was going to Thailand? Well…

I’m going to Thailand for two weeks in December!

Matt and I have wanted to go to Thailand for a looooong time. When we started dating, I introduced him to the glories of Thai food, and it become a mutual dream that we’d one day traipse through jungles on elephants and bow down at handcrafted Buddhist temples. In December, I’m graduating with my master’s degree, and we’ll be celebrating our 10 year anniversary. It just made sense to book an awesome trip in celebration of accomplishing those two wonderful and joyous goals!

We’ll be leaving on December 21 and coming back two weeks later, which means we’ll be spending Christmas and New Years on the other side of the world. Freakin’ cool, man. Freakin’ cool. It’s been a fantastic thing to look forward to as I trudge through papers and readings and my crazy schedule. Anyways, I gotta lose the weight so I can be healthy and in shape for my trip – I do NOT want to miss out on amazing experiences and sights because of my size or lack of stamina.

Anyways, as for weigh in. I gained .8 of  a pound. I don’t want to get into it, because I’m frustrated and sick of talking about it. I had a small slip up on Sunday with mexican food, and that’s probably what got me into trouble this week. I’m going to try even harder, and put in 100% instead of 95%. I’m re-joining my gym this weekend just so I officially have NO excuses. I can do this!

Here’s a nice little visual for myself as I deal with this constant yo-yoing…

Source: google.com via Katie on Pinterest

Anyways – tell me – what’s one of your fantasy vacations? Why?

 

 

Weekly Weigh In #3

Today was my third weigh in, and I’ll admit that I approached it with a somewhat pessimistic attitude. After last week’s weigh in, I was frustrated and disappointed that a week of staying on plan had gained me a gain! This morning, I got on my scale and was irritated that the number hadn’t budged in the direction I was looking for – in fact, it had stayed exactly the same. However, through my drama I knew I had to wait until I actually weighed in at the Weight Watchers meeting to make any decisions about the plan or my progress. So every time that little weight-loss rebel popped up on my shoulder, I told her to stuff it!  And happily, today I am

down 1 pound

It’s not a gigantic loss, but it’s a pound. And if you think about a pound in terms of hamburger meat, is a good chunk of blubber. I needed this little loss, because I needed an “attitude adjustment”, and now I’m encouraged to keep tracking, keep exercising, and keep losing weight.

My breakfasts as of late... Greek Yogurt, Fruit and Coffee. 5 points!

I’ll admit – this weekend will have challenges. I’m visiting my friend Monique in Seattle (She’s getting her Master’s in Social Work at U-Dub – cool!) and I tend to get a little out of control when I’m out of town and having fun. Wine, popcorn, dining out – these are the traps into which I often fall. But she’s also health conscious and I think we’ll try and hold each other accountable and get some exercise into our days. I’m now down 3.2 pounds in three weeks, and next week I’d love to hit five pounds.

So yay! Weight Watchers is working! I’m working! It’s working! Sometimes, a little encouragement is all you need!

 

Grad School Diet

  • Banana
  • Greek Yogurt
  • 2 hot dogs, no bun
  • 2 chicken soft tacos, 1 side salad
  • 5 pretzel sticks
  • 1 piece pecan pie

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  • Naked Juice Mighty Mango Smoothie
  • Cheese burger, french fries
  • 1 Slimfast Shake
  • 1 bag of popchips

See above? That’s what I ate yesterday and today. I’m not proud about it, but it’s reality. It’s what working 9 hour days and then going to class for three hours will do to you. I’ve been averaging one large meal a day, and when I look at days like today, I’m not eating enough. Even a fatty fat bomb meal like a cheeseburger and fries is not enough… to sustain my body to get through a long, taxing day.

My body runs best on lean proteins, whole grains and fresh vegetables – and I bet yours does too. I have two more weeks of crazy stress coming – including one 40-poem, 20-page poetry anthology to write, and one 20-page theory on Mass Communication theory in regards to the Tunisian uprising. Then, I will have a glorious month off, in which I will get back to the gym, cook yummy meals, blog more, practice relaxing, and spend time with my sweet husband who is often a grad school widow.

My dinner tonight. Sigh!

I need to find a way to incorporate healthy eating into my busy day to day life, wether it’s grabbing more fruit or stocking up on fiber-rich bars. My first priorities lately have been work and school and not my health, and that bothers me. I need to take care of me to do the best I can at both work and school. So for the next two weeks, I’ll work hard, but also work hard on taking care of me. And that means less Slim Fast and pop chips, and more veggies, water and gym time.

When you get crazy busy – what’s the first thing that suffers?

Medical Mysteries: Solved!

I’m sure you’ve all been waiting with bated breath for my medical test results to come back… so without further ado… I am diabetes and thyroid-problem free! I kinda knew in my heart that I’d probably be okay – and with that, my diagnosis is: obesity, slow metabolism, overactive imagination.

Because it was my lucky day, the doc also threw in a cholesterol test. My cholesterol is still in the good healthy level, but my triglycerides are creeping up a bit. With my steady diet of butter, bacon and cheese, I haven’t the slightest idea why! I jest, I jest. Kind of.

So! What’s the moral from this? The moral is – as always – that worrying gives small things big shadows. I need to learn to stop morphing these small things into giant, colossal boulders that I try to roll around in my head. However, I also need to stay focused on getting healthy, which means shedding these 40 extra pounds.

This weekend my sister is visiting me, and we’re going to start our day with a trip to exercise with Richard Simmons at Slimmons. It’s a good reminder that exercise CAN be fun if I’m doing the right kind – and it’s a perfect reminder for next week’s goal, which is to exercise at least three times. You keep me accountable, readers. Thank you <3

What’s your goal for next week?

Taking a Stand

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Last week I did something I normally have trouble doing. I took a stand. I suffer from horrible, year-round allergies – so bad, that for a year I had to get four weekly shots. I now get shots about every three weeks and have been getting them for a total of 2.5 years. I am most allergic to Kentucky Blue Grass and Meadow Fescue, which are the most common grasses. I have a bi-annual check up with my allergist that I dread – not because he tells me I’ll still be getting stabbed with things that my make body wheeze and itch for another year, but because he ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS brings up my weight. Doesn’t matter that he brings up my weight. What matters is that he dwells on it.

Leo loves the grass... but if I did this I would break out in hives!

It’s a normal thing when you’re obese. Your health is in danger. It seems appropriate to mention it once or twice, but to bring it up and dwell on it? Not necessary. The last time I saw this particular doctor, he grilled me about my fitness routine and my eating plan. When I exclaimed that I was struggling with it he instructed me to “try harder”.  When I said I exercised at least three times a week, he said I needed to do it every day. He then went on to say that maybe after I lose the weight, my allergies will go away. The appointment, which was supposed to be about my allergies, turned into a critique of my lifestyle, and I left with a prescription for Flonase and a deflated self-esteem.

So how did I take a stand? I received an appointment card in the mail for this allergist, and I while I was getting this week’s shots, I asked for a new doctor. It felt good. The nurse asked why and I no problem saying that I felt like he was a bully about my weight. She remarked that he “meant well” and I said, “he may mean well but there’s a right way to bring it up.”

The new doctor might bring up my weight, but hopefully he’ll do it in a kind, “this is a reminder” type of way, and not as in “THE REASON YOUR SKIN ITCHES AND YOU HAVE HORRIBLE ALLERGIES IS BECAUSE YOU’RE FAT”. Because I’m sorry – I’m no MD, but fat does not equal allergies.

My penchant for popcorn isn’t the direct cause of grass-induced hives. If it was, I’d have quit that popcorn a long time ago – and kissed my fat, and my allergies, goodbye.

Don't worry - we didn't even make it through half of this bowl!