Sunday, September 30, 2012
The not so factual side of my brain is generally in overdrive when it gets dark, gets close to 9 p.m., or everyone else is upstairs or out. I come up with at least 1000 reasons why I can have a snack or talk to myself about having something and counting it for tomorrow, or even worse, I tell myself that I can do this tonight and just not do it again. That is not how it works, Donna Marie!
I will have a snack free night. I've had my meals and my snacks. I'm done for today.
Repeat. I am done for today.
When I was in Florida last week, I didn't eat every night like there was no tomorrow. What was my post that time about a lion being fed again at the next mealtime?
Sigh, another night, another fight with my inner addict.
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Watched an episode of Honey Boo Boo last night and mom (June - pictured) weighed herself. Want to know what she weighed?
That was my starting weight.
Fucking reality check in a big way. Scares me to death to think that I weighed that at my first Weight Watchers meeting in July 2011. I need to always remember this. I am not June Boo Boo.
On a side note, talked to a friend who has lost a considerable amount and feel much, much better about my mini-stall. Nothing will get in my way. If it does, I could be Mrs. Boo Boo, and that ain't gonna happen. I'll be cleared to lift weights when I go to the ortho this week and I'll also be back to the pool on Monday. The sitting in a car for four days probably didn't help. I ate right on the trip, but that's about it. It just goes to show how important exercise is.
Who knew Honey Boo Boo could be motivating!?!
Still fat, still working on it.
I'm home now, did my weigh in, and now want to take off another 5-10 pounds. That will take some hard work and I can get this done. My plan includes:
- Track like crazy. If it goes in my mouth, it goes on the tracker.
- Go to the pool Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
- Continue to enjoy the fruits I bought.
- Cook healthily.
- Hold off on night eating.
Easy steps for me to take. WW has asked that we bring in our trackers next meeting. I can do that too!
So, kick it into high gear, gal.
Still f*in fat. Still f*in working on it.
Friday, September 14, 2012
I tried a frozen breakfast this morning. After calculating that it was 8 points, I decided to pop it in the microwave. The picture on the box was right purty! The reality, though, wasn't nearly as classy.
Here's a major surprise, though - it was pretty good. The bacon was tasty and got crisp in 3 minutes. The Hash browns, though not even close to the rectangle on the box, were tasty. I busted them up with the fork and had them with the eggs. The eggs were okay; they were pre-scrambled; you can't expect but so much. I used a little pepper and sprinkled on about a 1/2-ounce of shredded cheddar. Of course, I had ketchup with the eggs! The other good news is I bought a few of these because they were on sale for $1. I figured at the worst, I could cook it and put it on toast for a sandwich, sans the potatoes.
I spent yesterday sort of way happy with myself. After Richard took the progress photo, I was even more so! We talked about how 10 pounds now is a higher percentage of my overall weight than 10 pounds was before, so it does show, and it does make a difference. When I got to Robin's last night, both she and JT told me I looked different. I guess the world is noticing.
Danger alert: There lurks danger in the satisfaction. It is not time to become lackadaisical or overly comfortable with the progress. There remains much work to be done. Face it, I'm a fat bitch still! I need to remember that, while not minimizing what I've done to this point. Hard balance, but I can do it. I just can't take any of this lightly.
In the meantime, still fucking fat and still fucking working on it.