Inspiration

I'm not big bone-ded.  I'm fat.  Thinking that you're just a big person implies that you can't lose the weight, that skinny is out of reach.  Sometimes I catch myself in this mindset.  This happens especially when people tell me that I've lost so much weight, why am I still dieting?  Hello...I'm still fat.  

So, here's my inspiration.  Everyone can be skinny if they want it bad enough.

(ok she's too skinny.  but still)

Fatty fatty fat fat fat

Well, I'm not doing so hot and the timeline just got shorter.

First, after a week of good effort I hadn't lost any weight.  I know that plateaus happen (I've experienced them), but they still suck.  I weighed in at a flat 183.6 on Friday morning.

And then I took off for Santa Barbara and attempted to pickle myself in tequilla for two days.  Oops.  So much for sticking to my weight watchers allowance.  Don't know how much I weigh now (no scale in the hotel, shucks) but I bet it aint pretty.

But OK, I still have two and a half months to lose the weight, right?  Wrong again.  Due to my stupid self-inflicted schedule, I have to do the dress fitting on August 11th -- more than a month before the wedding.  The lady at the shop says I'll need to be very close to my day-of weight by then for them to properly do the alterations.

Eff.

The time pressure may be a good thing, I suppose.  I can't think of anything else that would convince me to go out running in this heat.  Approximate temp in KC right now is 475 degrees.

What I really need is a tapeworm -- anyone know where I can get one?

I am SOOOO tired of being fat.

40 DOWN! 20 TO GO?

Weight: 183.5
Mood: proud, but wary

I set out almost seven months ago to lose 60 pounds.  I am proud to say today that I'm officially down 40 from where I started.  It has not been easy, but it feels great to say that I've lost that much weight.  40 pounds sounds like a lot, doesn't it?

That said, I'm still pretty fat.  This is the punishment I must endure for letting myself balloon up to 224.  I've lost 40 pounds, and I still have a solid jelly roll around my middle, thighs that touch and arms that flap in the wind.  Sigh.

At this point we're a little less than three months away from the wedding (two and a half from the dress fitting).  Seeing as how it took me two months to lose the last ten pounds, it seems ambitious to think that I'll be able to lose another twenty by Sept 1.  If I lose a total of 50 I'll be content.  Everything else is gravy.

Today's motivation -- everytime I eye the cookies in the hotel lounge, I will think of myself in a bathing suit on the beach in Aruba.  must...not....be...fat.

Payoff!

Mood: Smiley

Weight: 185.6

Finally some weight loss after a long stagnant period!  Imagine that: work out often, eat well and you lose weight.  I just need to lose 1.6 pounds to hit the 40-lost mark -- must hold on to the momentum.  Oh, then there's that other twenty.  Hrmph.  I think I'll focus on the 1.6 for now.  And then I will have sweet dreams of breaking 180.  I haven't weighed less than 180 pounds since college!

Day 6 and 7!

Mood: Moderately Self Pleased

Well, the 7-day challenge is complete.  Both Day 6 and Day 7 were triumphs in terms of exercise.  Yesterday I did a p90x workout with Katie (apparently successfully since my legs have been wicked sore all day).  Today I put in a mile swim after work.  Both workouts felt great!

On the diet side, however, I was not as successful. Yesterday was only moderately terrible (every item on the Chili's menu, even the salads, is equivalent to a thanksgiving dinner's worth of calories.  Eff), but today was really bad.  I don't know what got into me.

But OK -- I set out to prove to myself that I could workout every day and in that I succeeded.  I don't know what affect this may have had on my weight, since I haven't been near a scale in over a week.  I guess I'll find out on Thursday.

For now I'm going to keep pluggin on -- better get a workout in tomorrow.

Day 5/7

Mood: Lazy

Yesterday was downright fun.  Katie and I woke up and went for a run through beautiful Turtle Park in St. Louis.  We then took the dogs for a walk, got some coffee, and toured 'the Hill', which is the Italian neighborhood in STL she now calls home.  We did some shopping, got our nails done, and then her husband-to-be made us a nice healthy dinner.  Oh yeah, then we got drunk.  It happens.

WW points used: 56
Weekly points remaining: 0
Workout: 4.04 mile run @ 11:41 pace (woot)

I guess I'd better be really good today.

Day 4/7

Mood: Triumphant! (sort of)

I actually got up and ran yesterday morning (the first time in months).  I felt great to have won the battle against my morning demon, but still expect a long and painful war.  Nonetheless, yesterday was a day of celebration.

The diet side of the equation was less triumphant.  I caved and grabbed a bran muffin for breakfast in a hurry, hoping that it wouldn't be too point-heavy.  I was wrong -- WW estimates bran muffins between 9 and 15 points.  Ouch.  Lunch and dinner were good, but then Katie and I put down a bottle of wine after dinner.  Ah well, ce la vie.  Not a total disaster, I just ate a little more into the weekly points than I'd planned for.

WW Points Used:49
Weekly Balance Remaining:24
Workout: 2.70 mile run @12:28 pace
(slower because I decided to take the stairs up to the top of liberty memorial...and then had to rest my head between my knees for a minute at the top.  whew that hurt.)

Now back to enjoying sunny St. Louis....