If you want it If you need it Say you gotta have it Then take the time... If you want it If you need it Say you gotta have it Then you gotta take the time... Pebbles
Thank you so much for all of the encouragement to my EP buddies -- because of all the tips, I truly feel that I didn't go on a binge and "eat to my feelings." Cuz the way I was feeling, I should have had a steak with some gravy or something. LOLOL Instead, I had a light breakfast of fruit (nectarine/grape/pineapple/strawberry mix), a cup of coffee and a cinnamon roll. Yeah...I had one. It was small and had no icing on it though. For lunch, I was good -- had my JC lunch entree and a small salad yesterday, a couple of roasted asparagus spears, and Crystal Lite. I wasn't feeling good last night when I came home, so I could only stomach some water and a Sugar Free jello.
Even though I wanted to sabotage the whole thing, I had to remember that my thoughts about health had changed. Now I think about how everything is going to feel on the INSIDE before I put it in my mouth -- something I can honestly say I never did. I'm proud of that. Who knew I could care about the nutrition value of stuff?
Anyway, thanks to my new Tanitas scale, I can accurate measure my weight -- from a naked standpoint. And now that RRRita has been here a couple of days, my water level is subsiding gradually...and guess what that revealed? That I had ACTUALLY lost weight after all. I don't want to turn into a slave to the scale, but I needed to SEE that my work was going to waste.
Nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin' You gotta have somethin' If you wanna be with me...
I felt like Warren G. did on the Celebrity Fit Club finale -- choked the hell up, but unable to let Darryl see me cry like a little bitch. 222...again? WHAT? After all of the cheats that I sacrificed this week? Hell even drinking sangria and eating fettucini I managed to lose a pound. You telling me I did everything RIGHT and didn't lose a freakin' pound?
Ok. Tears. Please. Don't. Fall.
He kept trying to talk to me and I kept just looking at the wall. I know dude thought I was a retard. LOLOL I just knew that if I opened up my mouth AT ALL some expletives were going to come out, and then some tears would soon follow.
I'm gonna give Jenny Craig one more week, and then that's it for me. GRANTED, I haven't been doing the activity part cuz of my tendonitis -- but damn...NO POUNDAGE? At all?
Not to mention that bitch Red-Haired Rita showed up this weekend. Darryl said she could have bought alot of water with her this trip, but I was balking at the notion. Makes no difference -- that damn scale should have moved! I stuck to the diet flawlessly, and then some. At these prices, one more week and no move, and I'll be done with JC for good. Please believe me.
I'm mad as hell this week, folks. Let's see if I can channel it to bring about some change.
Oh, and I picked up a Tanitas scale to monitor my body fat and water percentage as well as my weight (made me $80 lighter in the pocket though), so I'm going to take control of this poundage my damn self. I don't trust Jenny or her scales damnit. I know I lost something! Argggggghhhhhhhhhh!
One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do Two can be as bad as one It's the loneliest number since the number one...
That's all I lost. I'm not trippin'...but it's a kick in the damn teeth. Spent all of that money on JC and only lost one pound. As crass as that sounds, but I could have drank Smooth Moves for 3 days and cranked off more weight than that.
But get thee behind me, Satan and your rottenmindedness! (thank you Kat for that one! LOLOL) I sucked it up after getting off the scale and immediate sought to do things a bit more different this week.
No is the saddest experience you'll ever know Yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know `Cause one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do One is the loneliest number, worse than two
No ALCOHOL. Yes...keeping a tighter food log. NO -- to having my beloved seafood enchiladas with Mister for his birthday. Yes -- to going out and having a good time, just can't afford to holla at Senor One again next Sunday.
Me no like he.
One is the loneliest (Number) One is the loneliest (Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do (Number) One is the loneliest (Number) One is the loneliest (Number) One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do...
One beats zero, and one is what I got, so one is what I'm proud about. Next week, I'll try my damndest to double or triple that loss. Look, I'm going down no matter HOW I get there. Slow or fast. Long as I'm going down...I'm feeling UP!
Shake Your Tambourine, Go'n and Getcha Self a Whistle and Blow!
That's how I feel today. Ready to party! Satiated. Happy. Motivated. Good way to start the week and to start a diet.
So basically, I'm sleep deprived as hell TODAY. I was on EP up until the wee hours of the morning, reading all of these incredible journeys of phenomenal people. Finally get my tail in the bed around 3 am (I know, crazy right?). Then Mister calls me at 6:50 am talking about, "What happened to you last night?" Oh yeah...I did tell him I would call back when I got back from Jenny. I think I cursed him out in gibberish, and he let me get back to my remaining 45 minutes of sleep. But that threw me off -- when I did wake up, I was running late and had to scramble around tog get everything together -- but I did it! And I remembered my food, and my eating plan, and I made it here to work on time.
For breakfast, I had the Banana Nut cereal (and yeah, I cut up some banana to put in it), with skim milk & Splenda. It was good, actually. For a mid-morning snack, I had a non-fat yogurt (6 oz.). Lunch, I had some lightly sauteed string beans along with my Turkey burger, and a few strawberries and grapes. Can I just say I was stuffed? I was drinking plenty of water all day, and for lunch, I treated myself to a Diet Pepsi. Soooo good. For dinner, I have the Chicken Fettucini tonight, along with a big garden salad I made of romaine, cucumber, cherry tomatoes, onion, artichoke hearts, carrots and mushrooms. Top it off with Jenny's fat free dressing. And I believe I get to grub on some Chocolate cake tonight too. Damn, Jenny...you let folks do the damn thing, don't you? I'm not mad at her! I enjoyed the hell out of my first day!
I had pedometer today on my hip, but because I have on a cutesy kimono style dress...it wasn't looking cute, just pinned to the fabric of my dress. And 85% of my wardrobe (for work) is dresses. Oh well...I'll have to figure out another way to wear it.
Tomorrow...the gym? I'll see. Maybe if I can get my hindpots in the bed like normal people, I can get up and get to walking.
Thank you for all the well-wishes! Really...it was wonderful reading each one. I feel connected...and that's important for me to succeed. Especially my JC'ers...thanks for supporting the newbie, fresh out of the blocks.
So I finally did it. Got off of my rotund ass and went to Jenny Craig and signed up. Fat don't fail me now! It's time to finally do something about this expanding waistline. And although the fact that I love having a big caboose, I can't stand the booty-do on the other side. (You know...when your stomach looks just like your booty do? LOL) Anyway...signed away my life for the next 3 months.
I decided to really get serious about this after the doctor said I'm developing adult onset asthma, and that my weight was a contributing factor. Mister tells me that my belly is "cute," and even as my heart of hearts strained to believe him, I know damn well that a double-decker belly is not cute EVEN to him. He just loves me. LOL It's time to get really fine. I mean, so fine that I can't stand myself "fine." And I already can't stand myself, so watch out.
I'm completely motivated -- and feel this way: if Kirstie 'To Up From the Flo' Up' Alley can do it, then I damn sure can do it? I have roughly the same amount of weight to lose. Gave myself a year to do it. It's not going to be a breeze, cuz even as I type, I'm thinking dreamily about fried shrimp. I just love food. But I have to learn how to make food LOVE me.
Sizzle's a great inspiration (my soror), and my best friend Kim -- she looks FABULOUS, dropping nearly 70 lbs. in a year. I hardly recognized her when I saw her at D & A's wedding a couple weeks ago...and we have been friends FOREVER. It nearly brought me to tears -- how beautiful she is. How beautiful she always was. That in and of itself told me that I can do it. She and I are from the same place...we love the same foods, we eat for the same reasons. But she is one of my key inspiration right now. In her gentle way, she has been encouraging me on this path for so long. Since they believe in me -- I'm learning to believe in me too.
So here we go! Tomorrow, I'm gonna fight my sleep demons and see if I can get up and walk for an hour on the treadmill at the gym. Send your positive thoughts my way! Love you all...please comment and keep me lifted! And just think of how much I will deluge your email inboxes with pictures of my new HOT self! HA! I know you can't WAIT for that! LOLOLOL
