Ok, still don't have time to go into my life, but here's a quick recap. Work sucks and is stressing me out. Every day is a struggle to not run to the vending machine when something goes wrong. Nick is AWESOME and things with him are going RIDICULOUSLY WELL, although it is also a daily struggle to eat well with him and fit in exercise.
BAD CHOICES
Single serving of Haagen Daaz ice cream = 8 points
Whole pint of Haagen Daaz ice cream = 32 points (have def. done this before)
OH GOOD GOD. It is INSANE how bad these things are for me!!!! I mean, I had no idea the chicken tacos at Chili's would be 4 points over my daily points allowance. CRAP.
I know I have been MIA lately, but my home computer has freaked out and refuses to connect to the internet. On top of that, I've been CRAZY busy at work lately, so haven't been able to steal enough time to post. I swear I'll catch everyone up on my life as soon as I get a spare hour.
NSV: Someone went around and left candy bars on everyone's desks in my group. No joke. So what did I do? I flushed it down the toilet. Walked straight to the bathroom and flushed it before I could cave and inhale it. Then I took the wrapper and looked up the WW points: 7 points. My lunch was 6 points to give you a point of reference. Go me.
Coldstone "Love It" banana ice cream from coldstone (just ice cream! no toppings!) - 15.5 WW points
Coldstone chocolate chips - 3 WW points
Coldstone chocolate fudge - 2 WW points
Coldstone graham cracker crust - 2 WW points
Add it all together: 22.5 WW points
My Favorite Thing to get at Bob Evans
Bob Evans Border Scramble Omelet (just omelet! no homefries! no biscuits!) - 24 WW points
Bob Evans biscuits (two biscuits, plain) - 13 WW points
Bob Evans homefries (one serving) - 4 WW points
Add it all together: 41 WW points
I am so disgusted - I can hardly stand it. 13 points for two Bob Evans biscuits!!! And that's without addding butter and honey!! I can't believe I was eating 41 WW points at one sitting without even blinking an eye. And 15.5 points for JUST the ice cream at Coldstone!! That means that last weekend, I ate 22.5 points at 9 PM at night (after using all my points for the day before that!) I knew these things were bad for me BUT GOOD LORD! I had no idea the points would rack up this high. This is enough to scare me.
So I "used" my anger yesterday morning to stay on track yesterday during the day. Then I went and worked out HARD (BodyCombat and BodyPump back to back) and went to Nick's afterwards. Usually I'm STARVING at this point, so I packed some clementines and a Luna bar in my bag for when I got to his place. I also told him that I would eat beforehands, so don't worry about me for dinner.
So he made a Stuffed Crust DiGornio pizza for himself, ate half, and was going to save the rest for me in case I was hungry. Seriously? Is he trying to make me fat or is he seriously the cutest boyfriend ever? Anyway, he left it on the counter, and while he was watching basketball, his dog snuck into the kitchen and ate THE REMAINING HALF. He was FURIOUS with the dog - the dog isn't supposed to even go in the kitchen - but I couldn't help but smile that this HAD TO BE FATE. I was STARVING - I had to have worked off at least 8 or 9 Activity points between the two classes - so I didn't feel bad having 2 clementines, half a Luna bar, and a whole bag of Smart Pop (94% free) Kettle Corn. If there had been the mini-bags at Nick's house, I would have had one of those, but he only had the big bags and kept refusing when I offered him some. Oh well - I exercised a lot and did have points left over for the day when I went to his house.
So here I am, still on track, and trying to figure out where we can go to dinner tonight and what I should order. I really want to go to Abuelos (awesome Mexican chain - an upscale Don Pablos, if you will) but can you believe they don't have nutritional info on their website? I actually wrote and asked for it - I can try to guess well, but you never know!
I hope he doesn't suggest sushi, because we usually order those AWESOME maki rolls with fattening cream cheese, or tempura flakes. And we would usually split a bottle of wine at a sushi place, and I could easily get a Diet Coke if we went someplace like Abuelos while he got a beer. We shall see!
Ok, just had to share about the dog - hilarious! Lord knows I probably would have caved if it has been there for me, so I have to be grateful for this dog!
So I know that I've had a few splurges this week, but I was not expecting this - I weighed in at 167.5 this morning.
HOW THE EFF COULD I HAVE GAINED 3.5 POUNDS IN A WEEK?
The only thing that is keeping me from screaming right now is that it might be a fluke. I'm sure it was a gain, but hopefully it wasn't really a 3.5 gain. Maybe a one or two pound gain? But please god, let it not be a 3.5 pound gain.
I seriously might scream anyway.
On the flipside, I'm super motivated to stay on plan this weekend, which will be hard with Nick (N = Nick - I'm sick of using not being able to type his name!). I'll just have to steer us to someplace where i can get something healthy, or encourage us to cook this weekend. No wine or beer! And get my exercise in! I'll weigh in Wednesday morning before I leave for my trip and hopefully I'll be on the other side of 165 again.
Ok, so technically I didn't get an official WI today for the 12 week challenge, but I figure my WI on Thursday will have to suffice. This Monday WI thing is going to mess me up, since I usually spend Sunday nights at N's, and he def. does not have a scale. Do you think it'll matter if I do Tuesday morning WI's?
This weekend went. . . OK. Friday night I splurged, cuz N took me out to a RIDICULOUSLY nice dinner for my birthday, so I splurged. Whatever. My rest day is Fridays (cuz seriously - who can work out on a Friday night?) so I didn't exercise that day either. Saturday went. . . Ok. I did cardio for an hour and ate well during the day and even cooked a healthy dinner for N and I! . . . but then we went to Coldstone. DAMMIT. Seriously, I'd rather just not go to Coldstone than be faced with the full fat amazing ice creams vs. the sinless stuff. Bah. Sunday I worked out again for an hour (wahoo!) but then had pizza with N.
CRAP CRAP CRAP. I finally told N that we can't have ice cream anymore and he was like "Why?" And I replied with "Because I won't look good in my bikini for the trip if we eat ice cream everyday." And of course, he replied with "You'll look good in your bikini no matter what you eat." It's cute that he thinks so, but unfortunately, I don't see myself through the same rose-colored glasses that he wears.
Ok, must figure out how to deal with eating with N. But must get back to work first. =)
Today is my 25th birthday. EEK! But you know what - I'm feeling a lot better about this birthday than I thought I would. I've been dating a FANTASTIC guy for almost 5 months and we're taking a trip to Cancun in two weeks. My job is going well and I have wonderful friends & family who love me. Life is good.
And I finally got on the scale this morning - 164 pounds. Not exactly a great birthday gift, but I'll take what I can get. And frankly, I let out a huge sigh of relief, since I was PETRIFIED that I might have gotten into the 170's again. 164 pounds is not bad at all. It's only 5 pounds from my lowest recent weight, and only 24 pounds from goal.
I can lose 24 pounds. I know I can. I mean, if I lost 2 pounds a week (which is unrealistic to expect, don't get me wrong), I could lose all 24 pounds in the 20-somethings 12 week challenge. But I'd be setting myself up for failure if I set a goal like 24 pounds in 12 weeks. So here comes my real goal:
To reach 140 pounds by May 17th, which is my brother's college graduation. That is roughly 4.5 months, which should be plenty of time to lose 24 pounds.
So to all you fellow EP'ers - let's keep ourselves accountable! Let's have a great 2008!
So like everyone else, I'm sure the holidays took a toll. I didn't do as badly as I did last year with eating around Christmas and New Years, but I def. didn't make the best choices. But for once, I'm just going to
My new year's resolution is to work on my "all or nothing" approach to my new lifestyle. I've never going to be perfect, and I'm never going to eat perfect everyday. But it's about taking that cookie that's offered to me, and savoring it, and STOPPING RIGHT THERE. No more "I blew today, so let's go hog wild at the vending machine" or "I ate bad today, so it's pointless to go to the gym."
Of course I want to reach my goal weight in the next few months, but I'm more concerned about working on this mental issue I have. I need to be able to forgive myself for slipping, and just move on and pretend like it never happened. Just like the Jenny Craig mantra, "progress, not perfection."
I also need to get on the scale, which I haven't done in awhile. I can tell that I've put on some holiday pounds by the way my jeans are fitting, so I just need to face the music and accept the fact that the number is NOT going to be 161.5. But you know, whatever. I lost 20 pounds to get to 161.5, and I can def. lose another 20 or so. I know I can do it.
On non-weight related topics, things are still going fantastic with N. We actually decided to take a mini-vacation together, and are going to Cancun for 4 nights over Martin Luther king weekend. That's only like 2 weeks away!!! It's also an all-inclusive resort (yikes) so I'm going to have to prepare to make good choices and see if I can squeeze in some workouts when N is napping or something. But we spent New Years together, had tons of fun, and we're getting pretty serious. And it just feels right! He has his flaws, TRUST ME, but I don't think any of them are dealbreakers and it just feels. . . easy. Comfortable. We get along fantastic. We talk and talk and don't run out of things to say. I feel so happy in his arms I COULD BURST sometimes. And he loves my body the way that it is (he tells me so all the time!) so it feels good that I want to lose the weight for me, not for him. I think he'll be upset if my boobs shrink anyway (haha)!
Ok, off to shower and then go back to N's. Happy 2008 everyone!
Does anyone else feel like they are on this continuous roller coaster ride?
The week of Thanksgiving was horrible, which I blogged about. The following week was better, since I felt so guilty. Last week SUCKED, as my stress went through the roof with work issues and working late, so I fell back into bad habits of skipping exercise and emotionally eating. And now I'm on Day Three of Back on the Wagon.
This is getting exhausting.
I'm trying not to get discouraged that I "fall off" the wagon so frequently. I mean, I know that I'll never be perfect. . . but I'm getting depressed that I'm so far away from even remotely perfect. You know what I mean? It's amazing how drastic these motivation swings are - I feel like I'm on top of the world when I'm doing well, and feel like poop when I give in to temptation or emotional eating. And it's hard to keep truckin' when I know that fall off so often.
Still trying to keep my chin up though. Still haven't gotten on the scale though. Been soooooooo scared to get on it, and keep finding excuses not to get on. Like how I ate too close to going to bed. Like how I ate too much sodium the day before. Like how I fell off the wagon, and need more time to recoup. The list goes on. Can someone come to my house and force me on the scale please?
So I've been struggling with eating out with N (as you all know) so I finally decided to go online to figure out the points of what I'm eating.
GROSS GROSS GROSS.
For instance, Dunkin Doughnuts: it's better to get an Egg/Cheese on an English Muffin than to get a reduced fat blueberry muffin. It's actually the least amount of points to get one Chocolate Frosted Doughnut, but I can never eat just one. And at Bob Evans, the Farmers Market Omelet IS TWENTY FREAKIN' POINTS. I'm trying to eat 22 points a day. DISGUSTING.
Just goes to show you - it doesn't do you any good to stay in denial and think that those delicious meals aren't THAT BAD. I had no idea that damn omelet was 20 points. And that doesn't even count the homefries and two biscuits. Yuck yuck yuck. Next time I'm there - eggbeaters and dry toast baby. Jeez!
