I'm back. Seriously. For good. There is just so much to do during the day that I'm not making this weight loss thing a priority. My dad is used to me calling him every Tuesday night to tell him how much weight I had lost. I stopped calling a month or so ago, so instead, he'll call me and ask me why I didn't weigh in. I'm not going to weigh in at WW anymore. I know the program, I know the plan, and I have an $80 scale at home that should get more use. I'll weigh in at home on Tuesday mornings when I wake up. I think that is fair.
It's not that I have been incredibly off plan, just not on it enough to lose a substantial amount of weight. Like, I've only lost around 2 pounds since jumping back on this band wagon. But, at least I haven't gained 2 pounds. I'll take it at face value. I want to be at 200 by Valentine’s Day, which is definitely do-able. I think just staying OP all day everyday would make the world of a difference.
Last night, I went for a walk with the new boyfriend. It was fun. I like it when guys have manners and make sure that you stay on the inside of the sidewalk away from the road. Even when you have to switch sides, he makes sure that you are on the inside…my dad’s opinion of a true gentleman. So, I got in about a mile of walking, which is better than nothing.
So, all in all—this week I’m motivated. I’m hoping to stay that way. Here’s to being skinny!
I have been ridiculously MIA and now I think I have finally settled back into a groove that will allow me to keep up with each of you and get back on track with my weight loss. Thank you to each of you who has kept up with me while on my brief stint of being gone. A lot has happened in my life in the past month, all of which are important to know about because inevitably they effect my goal: weight loss.
Weight Watchers: I have decided to join the meetings again, and this time with two friends. We are bonded together to lose weight. I am ready to do this, and it can only be better to do it with a friend.
My birthday. I just celebrated my 22nd birthday this past Thursday (well, and Friday, Saturday, and Sunday). It was a fabulous four day party in which I got to spend time with all of my friends. While this is only a minor event in my life, it has effected my weight loss. I am dreading my weigh-in on Tuesday, as I really did not do well over this past weekend. But, it was definitely worth it.
My boyfriend: Yes, that's right, I have a boyfriend. If you had asked me in October, or even in December of last year if I would start out the new year in a relationship, I would have just laughed in response. I don't do relationships. But this one has become so serious so quickly, not that I am complaining. I know that this will have a huge affect on my weightloss; I'm just hoping it is more positive than negative. Although, in most relationships, the latter seems to be the truth. Keep your fingers crossed for me.
Today's schedule is just work, errands with the beau, a meeting at a martini bar (I will not go over points), and then a lot of studying and getting organized. I'm determined to stay OP.
I'll try to keep you all more updated; if not everyday, than at least every other day. I look forward to reading each of your blogs and getting back on track with you.
Sorry guys for being MIA for the past few weeks (almost a month?!). I’ve had so much going on. I missed all of my exams because I had to drive to Boston for a week because my grandfather died. Boston was AMAZING. I got to see family that I hadn’t gotten to see in years. And well, while it is saddening that my grandfather died, it was more of celebration of the great life he lived. I also got to play in 9 inches of snow. I haven’t seen snow in years!! Upon getting back I have been trying to catch up on life, getting ready for Christmas, working, spending Christmas with the family, and getting my life back in order. I haven’t been on plan. I’ve gained about 8 pounds since the last time I logged on here. Wednesday morning, I weighed in at 210.2. I’m committed to getting back on track. Today was day one of getting back on track. I feel good about my food choices for the day. But more than anything this post is to let everyone know how I’m getting back on track, not just with my food and exercise, but with my life. So far, so good. I have been OP for two and a half days (hey, that half counts! LOL).
The New Year is going to be about me. And ONLY me. The following is my plan; while somewhat selfish, it’s what I need to do to make a healthier and better me.
I’m ditching the guys that I have in my life right now. I need to focus on my needs and not theirs. I love that these guys like me for who I am, but how can they really love me if I don’t love myself? Like I said, I’m in need of fixing first.
I’m committed to being organized throughout the year. This means no being behind in homework, keeping my apartment (especially my room) clean and organized, and making sure my eating and working out is on track and I have accounted for it all. I have little mini goals that I’ll probably end up mentioning throughout the year. They aren’t “resolutions” but rather experiments to see if they help me keep organized. I will keep and discard each one as I see fit.
I am going back to Weight Watchers, and this time with a friend, so hopefully this will keep me even more accountable. I’m going to stay on plan. I can’t keep making excuses for why I should go over whether its just for a day or for an entire week. Too many of those days and weeks add up to months. I can’t lose months. I have one body and that’s all I get. I’m going to make the BESTof it. I’m ready.
In addition to eating right and tracking points, I’m going to work out. Cardio at least five times a week and then Tae Bo or the Firm at least five times a week. I’m going to bust ass so that the weight will come off quicker and I’ll be in better shape than just doing it off and on and trying to depend on diet alone.
That's how I'm feeling. Super fat-tastic. And I deserve to feel that way. No, my clothes aren't fitting any tighter, and there is a good possibility that I haven't even gained any weight (I missed my weigh in). But... my body definitely feels like crap. I can't remember the last time I went to the gym. I have vegged out and ate doughnuts, apple pies, and cookies for the past three days. I'm in a rut.
Or rather, I was in a rut. I'm devoted to making a change now. After talking to my friend, Jenny, last night about how great it was to lose 25 pounds. I have never focused on how far I have come, but rather how far I have to go. And it’s the truth: 25 pounds is an achievement. And then I talked to my friend, Autumn, who joined WW. She’s motivated me to get on top of it and strive to be my best. We’ve set up a little challenge in which whoever loses 40 pounds first will have to take the other one out for a night on the town. It’ll be fun. It’s good to have something to look forward to. I’m ready.
So, I guess I’ll copy and paste from last Thursday, because that will be my same plan for today: I'm planning on a three hour walk during my 3 one-hour TV shows tonight. They are back to back, so I'll walk and watch them on the TV in the gym. I typically binge during the shows because I'm sitting on the couch with nothing to do but watch the shows. I figure this will make better use of my time.
I really hope to do this, and if nothing else, at least 45 minutes on the elliptical. I’m going to weigh myself when I get home, and I’ll be sure to track that weight on here so I have a starting point to move away from. I can do this.
I’ve also been somewhat bogged down with the end of the semester and finals are coming up. Yikesabee!! I’m sorry I haven’t been on to help you all through your weight loss. I’ll be keeping up with you from now on. PROMISE!!!
XOXO
PS: Update on the guy I met: He wants me to meet him at the bar tonight. I'm going turn him down. I did see him on Saturday night and he has called/texted several times this week. And well, while I felt very wanted and sexy when I was with him, I also felt very degraded and disrespected by the way he was groping me and feeling me up in public. I'll keep you updated. Afterall, you don't meet the love of your life in a bar. Right?
I'm a fatty. And I deserve to be on after this weekend. My post today will not be one of inspiration and motivation but rather one of desperation and guilt. I told you all I would go to the gym, walk off the pounds during my shows, and stay on plan all week. That was a failure. Don't get me wrong. Since Thursday, I have had the best weekend possible! I'm happy, excited, satisfied, and every other positive word you can think of, with the exception of FAT. I probably gained 10 pounds this weekend. So, recap of the good and bad including a NSV in the dressing room, romance with a cute guy, and how I watched a man get his head bashed in during a gang fight:
Thursday: I needed to go buy my Christmas dress because it was sold out online and they only had one left in my size at the store. I went with my friend and bought it in a size large (yay) and two argyle sweaters, one in a medium (double yay) and one in a large just so it would be long enough. I'm so freaking excited!!! I don't need to buy XL anymore!!! So, after that we decided we would go to Moondog's (a local college bar). I had an AMAZING time at the bar. I looked so soratastic in my Ralph Lauren button down under an argyle sweater with my pearls and high heeled pumps. It's the look I love. I hung out with a bunch of guys that we knew and got to see some old friends. I was pretty much OP that night. It wasn't too bad. I also met a guy, Dan, who is going to Tech for his MBA (he's 25 and GORGEOUS). He asked for my number and told me he would call to hang out Saturday. Yeah, right. LOL. My friend and I went back to her apartment with her boyfriend's fraternity brothers and partied until about 7am Friday morning. I slept there.
Friday: Went to work for about 3 or 4 hours and went back to my friends apartment. We decided we wanted hangover food (it was 2pm) and went to a Mexican restaurant. There, the drinking began again. Margaritas with our meal (so fattening) and then back to her apartment to chill. Got our nails done and then dressed for the Virginia Highlands. Partied until about 3:30am with my friend, her boyfriend, and one of his fraternity brothers. Dropped her off at her apartment, and me and her boyfriend went to Waffle House for some 4am breakfast. I witnessed possibly one of the worst things I have ever seen in my life. We walked into a crowded restaurant and were lucky enough to find two stools open at the bar. One of the employees told us we should leave because something was going down tonight and "our kind of people" shouldn't be there. I'm guessing he meant that we were white. We actually were the only white people in the restaurant, but we really weren't concerned. There was a scuffle a few minutes later at the door with a couple of guys and the sheriff. Nothing major, they backed off. I joked with Will, my friend's boyfriend about how silly it would be if there was a shooting in Waffle House. About fifteen minutes later, I saw something out of the corner of my eye happen at the door while I watched all the Waffle House employees RUN to the back storage room. All of the sudden, the restaurant was filled with screaming, yelling, and the sounds of fists and kicks. And then there was the chairs. People were pulling chairs off the ground and swinging them at each other and throwing them across the restaurant. Will pulled my head into his lap and covered me with his body. I could see only a little, but what I did see horrified me. I seriously thought I might die. EVERYONE was fighting with the exception of me and Will. Chairs were being thrown over the bar into the kitchen. One narrowly missed Will. They were standing on the tables, the women were screaming, windows were being broken during the fight. And it only got worse. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped beating when Will shoved me out of the stool and yelled "RUN. They have guns!" Gun shots were fired. I made it through the door. And while thankfully, no one got shot... I watched a man get his skull bashed in with the butt of a 9mm gun. I've never seen something so horrible in my life. Uggh. This is as much as I can post right now. I'll tell you about Saturday night a little later today. Just a little sick to my stomach now.
So, my day thus far: 9:00am: Stepped on the scale for a mid-week check in and found that it shows I am down 3.4 pounds (at 202.2). Keep your fingers cross that this is actually the case for my next weigh in. 9:45am: So far OP and happy about life; hair and make up is done. I look cute. 10:00am: Meeting with the Undergraduate Curriculum Committee chair of the Computational Media department in the Ivan Allen College. The student advisory board that I am on is working towards getting students to sit in on these committee meetings. It was a very beneficial meeting. I'm, as always, proud to be a representative of all my college. They've agreed to let a student on pending vote of the committee in December. It'll pass. Side note: one of the men at the meeting commented on how well put together I am. He said he was impressed that my lipstick, scarf, and sweater all worked well together. I was flattered. 11:00am Had lunch in Pandini's with two of my friends. A small buffalo chicken pizza. I have the points for it because I didn't make time for lunch. It was GREAT. And I feel full and satisfied. I also found out my class at 12noon was canceled.
It's been all emails and updates since 12noon. I'm enjoying the small break to get caught up and organized. I'm almost also finished with my 2008 financial budget. I love being ridiculously organized. I hope all of you are doing well.
I'm planning on a three hour walk during my 3 one-hour TV shows tonight. They are back to back, so I'll walk and watch them on the TV in the gym. I typically binge during the shows because I'm sitting on the couch with nothing to do but watch the shows. I figure this will make better use of my time.
I went to dinner tonight with a friend and then met up with more friends later... The NSV is that I have stayed OP all day with .5 to spare!!! I went to Doc Green's for dinner so that wasn't even my NSV. It was the fact that I went to Cafe Intermezzo for dessert with my friends. If you've been to Atlanta, than you should know about this place and if you don't, you're missing out on life. They import all their desserts from France... cakes, tarts, and cheesecakes galore! And they are all so scrumptious. Not to mention the pages and pages of delicious coffees and teas and liquors. It's heavenly. And while my friend drank her whole milk latte out of a cup the size of a cereal bowl and ate her 1/6th of the cheesecake huge slice, I sipped my six ounce Indian Spice Chai made with skim milk. I came. I saw. I conquered. And while that Hot Chocolate Berlin (what I always get-- hot chocolate with spoonfuls of Nutella) would taste so good, it can't compare to me knowing that I achieved this seemingly small feat. I'm proud. And you all helped. I love you so much for it!!!
I had a little talk with myself last night with much help from your comments and after reading all of your inspiring blogs (just because I haven't commented doesn't mean that I'm not reading them) as well as help from forcing myself to go weigh in. For six weeks I have fluctuated within 2 pounds of the same weight. I justified to myself that I had plateaued and I couldn't make it to Onederland. Well, we all know that's a lie. The real reason is that I'm NEVER on plan. I pretend to track things and then binge later that night. It's not that WW isn't working for me, it's that I'm not working for it. It's time that I owned up to my own faults and stopped placing blame elsewhere. I HAVE to do this for myself.
I'm back on plan. I binged last night after weigh in, but I tracked. Let's just say that I have 7.5 out of my 35 WPAs left. But, at least I tracked and I know where I stand. I have the rest of the week to bust my ass at the gym and to stay on plan. I WILL reach Onederland before Christmas.
So, I guess my Seven in Seven:
Stay OP EVERYDAY of this week
Go to the gym EVERYDAY of this week for at least 30 minutes of cardio
Drink 8 glasses of water EVERYDAY this week
Blog everyday this week (because really, I do stay much more accountable when I blog)
Write it before I bite it (as in track EVERYDAY this week)
Stay motivated and keep a positive attitude even though it's the holiday season and there are so many parties to go to and so many people to go out with
Get in 10,000 steps at least 4 out of the 7 days this week (which means I actually have to wear my pedometer) that doesn't include exercise
I can do this. I will do this. I'm on my way to a healthier and happier me. Oh, and don't forget SEXIER.
Thanks again for all of your support. It really does make a difference. Oh, and thanks to Fatty520 I'm going to start following the Beck plan again. I have some emotional food issues to work on. Definitely.
So, I did perfect over Thanksgiving. I think it is the first Thanksgiving I have ever had where I didn't over indulge. But now... I can't stop eating!! I mean, seriously. It's all I think about and all I do. I've had to at least gain two or three pounds and it wasn't even because of Thanksgiving. I have no motivation to workout. I just want to sit and be a vegetable all day. Points counting just isn't doing it for me anymore. I don't know what to do. I'm at a loss. Any ideas?
Hey all-- Sorry I haven't posted in like seven days or something. I've gotten all your notes... Miss you like crazy and hope you had a great Thanksgiving. I'm off to bed, but I promise as soon as I get up in the morning I will update you on the craziness that is my life and finally find out how all of you are doing.
