I've decided I need to decide on some rewards for myself that are not food related for every 10 pounds I lose. (Although I've slid around 240 a few times, I don't think that's really a fair spot to reward myself - first goal will be 230)
You know, that's actually trickier than you might think. I'm one of those people who have a hard time telling someone what they can get her for their birthday, so me coming up with something I can actually afford might be kinda hard. Well lemme think... here we go....
230:
New pair of work shoes (I wear sneakers to work - but I like Sketchers)
220:
3 new pairs of earrings
210:
Dinner out at Seasons 52 (great local heathy fancy place, EVERYTHING on the menu is under 500 calories and fantastic! - but spendy!)
200:
Trip to Magic Kingdom with the fam (we live in Orlando so it's not that big of a thing, but still like a $300 day out)
190:
All new makeup
180:
Spa day!
175:
A new wardrobe!! 10 shirts, 5 jeans & 5 skirts! (About $500)
I think that these would be pretty good rewards. Although I'll have to be careful and make sure that I save up enough for each one of them or I'm going to dissapoint myself!
Anyone else have any other good ideas for rewards? (FYI - I'm not big on manicures :)
Rach
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P.S. I won't deny myself new clothes when I drop to a new clothing size. While I may not buy a whole fun wardrobe for each size, if my pants get too big I'll go out and buy two new pairs that do. I don't think that should be a reward - that should just be something that goes with the territory. :)
Working on staying on track today. This weekend I had good plans to clean and get some stuff done, unfortunately on Saturday night, Terry and I went grocery shopping and while we were unpacking them, I dropped a full jar of spaghetti sauce on my big toe. CRIPES did that hurt!!! My toe now is all purple and turning green. Ewwww! So much for working out the next few days. I didn't even have a chance to clean the house because it hurt to stand on it. Oh well.
At least someone in our family can enjoy a meal without any guilt! :)
Ahhhh.....there they are! Aren't they beautiful? Yes, they are my skinny jeans.
I hang them up in the back of my closet like a picture of an old friend. They fit once upon a time. They are a size 11. Some of you may think that's huge, but for a tall girl like me the smallest I could EVER be is probably a size 8 and that's actually a little too thin.
I bought these about 5 years ago right after I lost about 75 pounds and was floating around 166. They actually fit like jeans are supposed to - I didn't feel like my waistband was trying to cut me in half when I sat too long and they showed off my figure, instead of being way too tight in the waist and big and floppy in the legs. They were great.
I only fit in them for about 6 months I bet. When I got down to that weight it was right before I moved down to Florida and started to go back to my old habits. I was like all of you - when you lose weight you have to buy new clothes and you don't usually rush out and give the old ones away till you are really, really too small for them. So I had a few pairs of 13's around that I moved up to when I gained a few pounds and thought "no big deal" - then 15's - then back to womens sizes and 16's - 18's - then I stopped because that was the highest I had in the past.
Now I have new jeans - my fat jeans. i have them on right now. Yes, they actually fit, I don't buy jeans that are 3 sizes too small to try to look thinner, so I know that I am now a size 20W. (Why do they have to add that W? Like we don't know that they are a woman's size? Do they really mean 'size 20 WIDE!"?)
This is not me being neagitive - it's me trying to be real. Trying to really see my situation and the fact that not too long ago I fit into those jeans. And now I fit into these jeans. Things change - up down - bad good - things can change. And I can chose to help these changes for the better, or the worse. There is an option - I just have to want to do it.
You know what's gross and cute at the same time? Your kitten waking you up to give you kisses on the nose in the middle of the night. The gross thing is when you have a cold, have boogers on your face, and are trying to sleep at 3 in the morning. You know your grumpy, sick, and tired when you get pissed off at a kitten.
Last night my hubby was very nice and went on baby patrol so I could sleep. I got home, had some warm soup to loosen up the stuffy head some, took some Nyquil and hit the hay around 9:00pm. Of course that meant no working out and my weight is still up - but nothing really unexpected.
We did find out over the last few days that my office is moving to downtown Orlando. Which is actually a good thing. Terry and I will be able to car pool and we will save a LOT of money on gas and toll booth costs. But unfortunately we have to move Harp to another daycare. She loves the place she is at - but what are you gonna do? It makes me sad. The ladies who watch her are going to be upset - sheesh, it's like breaking up or something!
Anywhoo - back to work!!! Hope I feel better tomorrow!
Rach
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This is a pic of the new office building I'm moving too. Hopefully we will be high enough up to have a nice view of one of the lakes!
That's what I feel like right now - a pillow brain. My nose is drippy, my cheekbones feel like they weigh 5 lbs a piece, my brain feels like a big thick rain cloud, and my ears are stuffed with cotton. Don't you just love colds?
But besides the general annoyance of it and being tired - I'm doing okay. I did alright eating today. Not extremely healthy - but certainly within my calorie range. As much as I like posting the pictures, since they don't have any memory on this system it takes me like an hour to upload them from my phone, to my computer, to photobucket, and over to here. Maybe if they get some direct upload photo stuff on here I can get back to that.
I also went out to the garage, turned on a little of my fav show (Law & Order), and hopped on our elliptical for 20 min. :) Yes, I could have gone longer probably - but I didn't want to push the cold too much. My goal is to get in at least 20 min of ANYTHING every day and I did it. :)
Alright - I gotta take some sinus meds and hit the hey! Here's to another day!
Rachel
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P.S.
Rach-H-S had a very interesting post yesterday that I thought was a pretty good insight. Check it out! :)
For some reason I was off to a great start there a while back - but some how, I got really really really off track. Like WAY off track. It even seemed like something inside of me was trying to GAIN weight or something. I think that something way back in my mind is thinking "SHIT! THIS IS IT! ONCE SHE STARTS HAVING TO EAT HEALTHY THEN THIS IS THE LAST TIME EVER WE WILL GET TO EAT ANYTHING GOOD! EAT IT NOW! EAT IT WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!!"
And I know this is dumb, but when I let that evil part of my mind take over and give it even the slightest bit of leg room then BAM!! I totally screw myself over for aparently can be weeks at a time.
I look horrible. My clothes don't fit. I feel terrible. I'm eating so bad I'm ACTUALLY FALLING ASLEEP AT WORK! I'm killing my body. I'm giving myself diabetes. I'm setting a bad example for my little girl. And I'm sabatoging my husband who is trying hard to be good and I'm shoving fast food in his face at every turn. Sigh.
Sorry guys! When I tend to get off track, I REALLY get off track!
I'm going to try to get back to my picture menus starting tomorrow. At the rate I'm going right now, I'll be lucky just to get back down to the 239 that I was at the last time I was at the doctor!!
I thought that it was funny that on my last post someone thought I was making a joke when I said I was busy because Shaq was being traded to the Suns. Actually it DOES make me more busy! Isn't that weird? I do promotions for Heat and Magic games - so a lot of the commercials I create have Shaq in them. So now, not only do I need to find new footage of the guy that they traded him for, I have to back track and take him out of all the commercials we have currently on the air and swap him out with Dwyane Wade. It's really a big pain in the butt.
I'm going to eat better this week and I'm going to keep track of it. That's all there is too it! I WILL do it!
Thats all for now girls because I just took a muscle relaxer because I somehow (no idea how!) tweaked my back today and I'm getting very, very sleepy......zzzzzzzz..... ;)
It's the final countdown! Do-do-dooo, dada doo doo doo!
Okay, I guess it's not the final countdown - more like my FIRST countdown. I guess that song just came to mind. ;)
So you all know that I went to the doc awhile back and found that I was on the border line for Type 2 and as long as I kept going on a good track, my doc said I could get it back down to normal. Well, I have NOT been great since my last appointment (kind of a "hooray I don't have diabetes lets eat!" kind of binge that has got to stop right now.
When I was at the doctor she filled some of my other perscriptions and with one of them we are kind of trying out the dose, so in order for me to get it filled at the end of the month I need to go back to the doc the first week of March. And I need to not only get back down to the 240 I was when I was there last, but I'd like to have lost at least another 4 or 5.
So here's the goal:
Get down to 235 by March 1st.
That's goal one and it's a biggie. I'm going to try my best!
