Too much spring break

My goal over spring break was to have a glass of wine every night, so far I’m doing pretty well, but I think last night I had a shade too much because this morning… my head is pounding.

Today is my last of 3 days off in a row and I was really hoping to accomplish some chores around the house so I could have that productive feeling tonight by the time I sat down to dinner… my progress has been greatly slowed by my pounding head. Blast.

I did however make to the gym the past two days and have some aching thigh muscles which is a great feeling

Weigh-in Wednesday: oops

So I’m up 1lb since the starts of kiss me I’m shrinking. Oops. I’m not terribly upset and I was expecting it because the past few days I have definitely been making excuses to eat what I want. Which is a terrible habit of mine after losing a few pounds I start rationalizing why it’s okay to indulge. But it’s not okay, and that’s a big hurdle for me, but at least now I recognize I’m doing it. Now I just need to take steps to remotivate myself and not to fall into my old trap of reward excuses.

Because if nothing else is going to motivate me, I want a 5lb blog button!!!

Weigh-in Wednesday

I’m listening to The Third Secret by Steve Berry from Audible and I thought you’d like this little quote gem: “Its like my father always said, “the further the circus monkey climbs up the pole, the more you see his ass’”

It’s weigh-in Wednesday and I’m finally off on a Wednesday! And I weigh less! The looking fine for valentines challenge was a success, bring on the new challenge “Kiss Me Im Shrinking“!

Erotic Poultry

I just very nearly had an erotic experience with my chick fil a sandwich and I’m not ashamed to admit it.

So I didn’t weigh in today because I was at work- and it was a very long and trying day (I weighed in on Monday at 125.0 and I don’t want to talk about, that’s a 2lb gain in under a week, and sure I over indulged at the superbowl party but not THAT much, so I’m blaming PMS for my period that should start anyday now.. after yesterday… Period? Hello?)

…anyway at the end of the 12 hour day of work hubbin says oh yeah could you stop at bestbuy on you way and pick up this wire? So there I am.. 8pm, having eaten my diet pizza rollup of 290 calories at NOON.. worn out, cranky, both magnified by my extreme hunger going to bestbuy to buy some damn computer wire when I check my iPhone diet program to see what I can have for dinner. Dismayed by my 280 calories remaining for the day…. When oh wait, what’s this? I never ate that protein bar! Sweet! Now I have 428 remaining for the day! And my program says a chick fil a sandwich is 410 with no toppings! eureeka!

I go through the drive through so as not to be suckered in by sights and smells of French fries -come here you attractive little waffle potato you- and order my sandwich plain and no I would not like to make that a value meal. Then I wait 2nd car in line, and I wait, then I put my car in park and I wait, turn it off, and wait I swear a whole 7 minutes has passed and I’ve nearly worked myself into a frenzy of anticipation. Finally I pull forward and pay the teenager with the food who is apologizing for the delay and I don’t know what I said if anything because all I could think was “just hand over the sandwich before someone loses a finger for crying our loud” I swear to you my blood sugar must have been 40 at that point.

That’s when I had my near erotic experience with the chicken sandwich. It was A-MAZING. Worth every calorie.

Not to fear lest you think hubbin is completely insensitive for sending me on retarded errands after a 12 hour shift I got home and he brought me a left over Boston creme donut from his function tonight… Don’t worry, he assured me it was the calorie free kind.

!!!

This morning (well I guess early afternoon) we went to the gym for a little bit and this is what I saw on the scale:

just thought I’d share since I missed the official weigh-in day this week because of the weather

Now I need to start on the big task of cleaning the bathroom for the big superbowl party tomorrow. I’m SO excited! -for the superbowl NOT cleaning the bathroom- We’re having about 6 people over and I’m making Jen’s Chicken Taco Soup in the slow cooker Yum! If you’re looking for something that’s pretty easy to make and not too terrible for you (if you can manage to not load it down with chips and sour cream that is) it’s really quite delicious!

124.0

Week 3: Sisterhood of the shrinking jeans

Well, while I fully intended to go to the gym today, work out and collect official weigh-in data, it’s a mess out. Hubbin and Stu had no school today. It wasn’t a mess earlier, Hubbin and I decided to go for a spontaneous mid-week-afternoon date since there was no school and it was just raining. We went to PF Changs for lunch (whoops, I’m sure that puts me over my meager calorie budget for the day right there), Costco to pick up some superbowl supplies GO STEELERS! and by the time we finished that it was snowing heavily out again and all the slush in the roads was beginning to ice over so we headed home. I woke up today with a killer migraine so I’m not much in a mood to make my head pound heavier by working out. Sorry… just not going to happen.

HOWEVER. I went to the gym Monday and weighed myself then and I weighed in at 124! Wooowhooo! That’s a full two pounds right there

125.0

Week 2: Sisterhood of the shrinking jeans

…and that point zero at the end is very important!

It’s okay, it’s only a pound, but it’s okay because I think it’s an offical pound (not fake pounds like after PMS) Hubbin says he can already see the difference in my face.

My mom and I went away to Florida last week for 5 days and I did not count calories at all on vacation, so I think a pound (in the past two weeks) is pretty good considering. I think vacation was good for me in a sense because it was SO boring (more on that in a minute) and I had almost nothing to do but sit and watch TV, which was very frustrating for me at the beginning of the new diet/exercise program. So I sort of had a lot of time to think things over in my head and I came back from vacation EXTREMELY motivated. I went to Target the day after I got home and bought some diet-type foods which I was very excited about (weirdo). I tried to buy foods for me with an acceptable calories per serving on the box and I tried to buy foods with a mind towards protein and fiber because those are the things that keep you from being hungry.

I got some lean-pockets as an experiment, oh my goodness the Cheesesteak ones are SO good! So for the two days since I got back from vacation I’ve been doing great on the diet and have come in under my calorie count both days, and it was easy! I wasn’t really that hungry and the foods I got were really good I was even able to budget enough calories last night that I got to have TWO big pillsbury biscuits with dinner! I was honestly glowing with pride last night bragging to Hubbin about how I was doing so well. So I think the Looking Fine for Valentines project will go much better from here on out….

My mom’s sick and has been in the hospital. Maybe a week before vacation she wasn’t feeling well, really since the beginning of January, real tired with left upper chest pain and pain when she would take a deep breath. The doctor told her it was her rotator cuff and she had a CT scan and all that jazz and they wanted her to start physical therapy after vacation.

Well we got there and then it started bothering her on her right shoulder. She was all gung-ho about us taking walks in the morning while we were there but Saturday we took a 1.5mile very slow walk on the beach, then we went and sat and chatted with my great aunt for about an hour and then went to lunch. While we were at lunch she put her head in her hands and just looked terrible, she said she felt like she needed to lay down immediately. I had the waiter pack up our food, only two bites in, and we left to go back to the hotel room. We stopped on the way and got some aleve and arthritis hot packs for her shoulder and I tucked her in about 1:30pm and she slept the REST of the day. Then she got up had half a bowl of soup for dinner and went back to bed for the whole night. (That’s why I had nothing to do but watch TV on vacation).

Anyway long story short I persuaded her to go to the urgent care center or ER when we got home (because I’m sorry but that is NOT her rotator cuff) She went to the ER by herself and was admitted with pericarditis. She had pleuritic chest pain earlier in 2008 and thought it might be the same, she even suggested to the ER doc this time like “Do you think it might be pericarditis”… anyway, that’s what it was. They’re blaming it on her radiation therapy (she had breast cancer in 2007). Anyway, she spent two days in the hospital and is doing fine now. The treatment if it’s not a severe case is NSAIDs (like motrin) and rest. So I demanded she take a week off of work also…

Away Away!

Run away!

We got a couple inches of snow today and a cold front is coming through with a high in the single digits the next day or so…. Mom and I are packing our bags and heading to Florida for a few days We’re going to visit my Great Aunt (age: 95ish) while she still knows it’s us. Not back til Sunday.

I did awesome with the dieting yesterday, no seriously, because I downloaded this cool free program to my iPhone that I put my height/weight/goal weight/age into and it tells me how many calories I can eat a day and still lose weight, then you just pick the foods you eat and it counts the calories for me. (I did for the record reweigh myself post-PMS at the gym yesterday and I was 125.2 so WHEW thank goodness I didn’t REALLY gain 2.5lbs the first week of the dieting!)

Ahem, unfortunately I’m only allowed 1370… do you have any idea how FEW calories that is? Seriously!? It’s like 2 protein bars and a yogurt. …well that might be an exaggeration. I totally went like 200 over today oh well, it will be a learning process. I may not even keep track on vacation because there’s no way I’ll be under 1400 while we’re eating restaurants and traveling around.

The ER wasn’t too bad today with the snow, I guess if the weathers bad it makes you think twice about whether you’re having an emergency. We admitted a good portion of the patients today that did show up. Crazy though that we had 2 people call of sick with nausea vomiting and diarrhea and then THREE ER employees that were off checked in for nausea vomiting and diarrhea to get some fluid. I hope I didn’t pick anything up to take on vacation with me!!!!

Week 1

Week 1: Sisterhood of the shrinking jeans

So I guess this is a bad week for me to start the weigh-ins because I actually was more in the 127-128 range when I quickly snuck on the scale at work yesterday while no one was looking. I’ve decided to blame this weight gain on PMS. Good excuse right? I’m full of them! But seriously! You can retain 1-2lbs of water from PMS right? I certainly feel bloated and my belly is definitely sticking out the past two days. I just feel yucky.

I wasn’t perfect with the eating this week but I did do moderately well when it came to the eating half of my weight loss plan, I managed to avoid nearly all the  junk food people leave out in the nurses station. I packed my lunch each day complete with snacks of nuts/yogurt/apple so that when I was hungry I could try to eat actual food rather than junk. I started packing my lunch in my little lunch sack again each day figuring if I could stick to eating nothing but the food I bring from home that fits in my little sack that will keep me from overeating at work. I did well

I only made it to the gym once this week (that was the other half of my personal challenge). I went to one of the group fitness classes monday evening that’s a dance-workout class. Which always sounds like it will be fun (unfortunately I seem to only have rare mondays off) Other than the fact that I clearly can’t dance! I did my best to keep moving the whole time but it was a real struggle for me to pick up the dance routine quickly like the other people who go all the time. My goal is to go three days a week but work was brutal this week, the hospital is over crowded so we’re boarding inpatients that have been admitted through the ER but don’t have rooms available. So most days this week we had those patients to take care of plus whatever emergency patients walk through the door. So it’s been busier than usual. Two of the three days this week I came home from work just totally beat and didn’t have the energy to go after work. The third day I still had enough energy for the gym but I didn’t get home til midnight and the gym was obviously closed by then.

I guess the point is to just be taking baby steps… Next week my goal will definitely by to make it to the gym three times (in addition to the diet plan)

126

It’s time to stop the insanity!

I know 126 isn’t obese, but I’m starting to feel that way. My shirts are bunching here and I have to shimmy a little more to get into my pants. My dress pants are pulling across the butt enough that I was a little worried they might bust on Christmas day.

When I got home from our honeymoon a mere 6 months ago I weighed 118. Not a huge change, but I’m not a big person so it’s very noticeable. Nothing’s changed, I’ve got no real excuse other than being incredibly lazy. I just haven’t managed to get into the swing of when I can squeeze a workout into a 12 hour work day, and I’ve been too lazy to go on days when I don’t work.

From time to time I go on a purging binge of the kitchen and it’s clearly way overdue given the season we’re in. We’ve traveled far and wide across the city and each time we leave a party it seems we’re handed a box of “leftovers” along with the requisite Christmas treats. We had a party yesterday and today where I managed to get rid of most of our junk food. Then today Hubbin’s family came over and brought with them a whole tray of buffalo chicken dip, an apple pie, a plate of brownies and tirimisu. You know, to go along with the pizza we were serving for lunch.

I made an official announcement this morning that today was the last junk food day and whatever was left after the party was getting pitched. This binge inspired by Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans. So I went along with the plan and the big box of Christmas cookies, the bin of fudge, the tub of chocolate mousse, and the leftover apple pie (with copious caramel sauce topping) all went into the garbage.

Hubbin’s mother (bringer of the apple pie), is spending the night and apparently is not on the bandwagon with me and was pretty offended I threw away a perfectly good pie, making several comments about how more than half of it was left and it was the freshest leftover we had. (Not that she baked it or anything, it was frozen)… But still food like that burns a hole in your brain… when you know it’s in the house it’s all you can think about and I swear I can SMELL the brownies in the garbage! I felt a little guilty but really I’m doing everyone in the house a favor there’s not a soul here who needs the bonus calories (execpt maybe 16yr old Stu with his teen-boy metabolism and love of sports and weight lifting)… she has gained a good 50 lbs in the past year or two.

I regularly read Jen here, and she’s joined the Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans, and I’m thinking of joining their new challenge that starts 1/5/09…( Yikes! ‘09! Already?!) Because I need to have some accountability for my belly and what better way than to use my blog as a tool!