Thursday, May 27, 2010
I knew that it wasn't good.
I fully expected to continue to pay for it this week, however, when stepping on the scale I was surprised to see that I was down 1.4 lbs today.
I am now officially in the top end of my "healthy weight range". I hope to continue on the plan until I hit somewhere in the middle.
I will never be one of those skinny girls I envy. I am always going to be short and stocky. I will always have a short neck and shorter legs. (OK. Maybe my legs aren't literally shorter than my neck. Close, though.) My arms are always going to be bigger at the top.
I will, however, be smaller.
That is what counts, right?
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
"YOU HAVE GOT TO WEAR SHOES!"
I tried to make up and play nice. I apologized for running him over (even if he was laying under the car oblivious to the commotion) and I said that I would never do it again.
Rowdy? Well, Rowdy decided to look the other way and just pretend that I didn't even exist.
I guess, in his defense, if someone ran over me..... I would probably give them the silent treatment for a day or two as well.
And in that situation there would definitely be a "worse".
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
"Mama...don't you miss when I was four?"
Me: "B, you STILL are four."
B: "Yeah, but don't you miss it?"
On a different note, I am not weighing in this week. I read somewhere that you can get a "free pass" on the weight check.
I am giving myself a pass.
I don't need a scale to tell me that Mexican Villa (again), chicken Alfredo, chips and dip, and sugar cookies aren't going to give me the weight loss edge.
So, this week, I am opting out. First time ever. I deserve it, right?
Like I deserved this past week of bingeing.
I just wish I could purge myself of the guilt.
Friday, May 14, 2010
The day before, I got out my progress book and noticed that last week, I HAD NOT gained .2 lbs, I had LOST .2 lbs.
Granted, .2lbs isn't much either way, but I am sure that the teacher thought (correctly) that I was a nut and habitual liar since - when she asked me, pointedly, what I thought about the previous week - I told her that I had gained weight so I was a bad one to ask.
And I hadn't gained weight.
She probably thought I was fishing for sympathy.
Or an excuse to go in a tirade over the "Book-It" program.
Anyway, this week I weighed in, and closely observed my progress and found that, AGAIN, I had lost only .2 lbs. (21.4 lbs total) At this rate it will take me over a month to lose another pound.
My husband has been completely supportive of this whole progress. He has never had - and I think it is safe to say he never will have - a weight issue. He is 5' 11" and approx. 160 lbs of muscle.
I know. How did I even end up with him? I mean, come on. He has even told me before that "food is just food".
Who is he? Do I even KNOW this guy?
Anyway, the other night Steven, aka "food is just food" guy, asked me gently,
"Does your program recommend exercise?"
To which I replied,
(Please back me up here.)
Monday, May 10, 2010
Yep. I was up .2 lbs.
Granted, it wasn't a lot, but I was up.
After talking to my friend, Manda, last week, I determined that the source of all my weight related problems stemmed back to grade school and the 'Book It' program.
You 'heard' me right. 'Book It'.
You see, I love pizza. Always have.
However....... I never got pizza when I was young.
My mom insisted on feeding me meat and potatoes every night.
I was abused.
All I wanted was frozen, as she would say, "junk" food.
To my advantage, the 'Book It' program came along. Coupled with my love of reading.....I had hit solid gold. Me, my family, and my little "book it" pin with star stickers went to Pizza Hut to celebrate my reading accomplishments.
And so, I maintain, that I relate celebrating with pizza. And pizza with joy. And fun. And love.
And, unfortunately, weight gain.
Thanks, Book It. Weight Watchers owes you.
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
I. SO. WON.
Last week while on my way to the weigh in, I found myself in the middle of another race.
This time it wasn't with the family.
The opponent, however, was just as fierce.
It was neck and neck for awhile.....(and I think that I was the one with the disadvantage there. My neck was definitely shorter.)
But as my opponent veered into a nearby drive, the victory was mine.
He knew he couldn't win.
He was, after all, racing against a truck and I was VERY familiar with the track.
You might say it was "foul play".
Monday, May 03, 2010
"I need to rethink my life."
I asked him to repeat what he had said.
Sure enough. I had heard right.
I asked him what he meant by this and he said, almost exacerbated,
"Rethink. Like renew.....to start again."
I again asked him what he meant by this. Almost like he was put out that he had to explain everything to dear old mom, he said:
"Some things will stay the same........and I will do more."
And, of course, all of this deep thinking was done while he was sitting on the toliet seat.