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Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Aug 23 - Eve and the Fall of Mankind..."It's only a piece of fruit!"
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Eve and the Fall of Mankind..."It's just a lil ole' piece of fruit!"
I loved gruber1008's blog this morning about temptation, and the devotional she shared regarding Peter. How true it is. I've been thinking about temptation, and why it seems like we can do good and be in control of so many other areas, but the food seems to be, for many of us anyway, the ultimate temptation that we aren't victorious over all the time.
Normally I would chalk it up to being human. Sin nature and all. But how about this for a monkey-wrench in the works.... In the Old Testament, and the Creation account, and the Fall of Man, Eve took the food that God had forbidden them to eat, and she ate it. She did not have a sin nature at the time. Yet she ate it anyway, because "it was pleasing to the eye", and of course she had been deceived by the serpent.
SO. It seems, my ladies, that we have an unusual and ancient pre-disposition toward eating "forbidden fruit!" It is tantalizing. It looks good. Sometimes we can't seem to muster the strength of resolve to run the other way when it beckons. It is pleasing to the eye, and then our inner voice takes over and rationalizes it, much like the serpent did for Eve. He double-talked her into eating it, misquoting God's directive. How often do we double-talk ourselves into eating something we absolutely know is off-limits for our health and our goals, and something that may even *gulp* kill us. What Eve did is a literal example of what we face every day. Because she at the forbidden fruit from the forbidden tree, she invited a literal death on the whole human race. (Yeah, thanks, by the way.) But how often do we look at something and say "oh, it's JUST a ding-dong" or "oh, it's JUST a little ice-cream cone, how much can it hurt, REALLY?" I wonder if Eve said that about that lil' ole piece of fruit?
I think food is an issue that is doubly hard to deal with, but it does not negate God's promise that there is NO temptation that will overtake us to where He will not provide an avenue of escape. We just tend not to look real hard for that avenue of escape when it comes to food.
I thought it was interesting, anyway, and for those who believe in a literal creation, etc etc (as I do) it makes some good sense.
So look for that avenue of escape, even if it is a window. And thanks, Gruber1008 for getting us all thinking on it.
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Aug 21 - Addendum to Holy Freak-out Oly!
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After Much Deliberation, Some Good Advice From My Trusted MF Friends, and Talking With My Husband....
Update on my "Holy Freak-Out-Oly" blog entry from yesterday...
I mentioned in my blog yesterday that I'm an all or nothing person, and that if I stopped before I reached my goal that I would feel like I had failed (or something like that...) and it would effect me negatively psychologically. Well, I found a way around that, and it involves compromise which is good therapy for this "all-or-nothing" girl.
Here's what I have decided to do. Instead of stopping before reaching my goal to begin transition so that my hubby and I can try to get pregnant again soon, I will CHANGE MY GOAL WEIGHT. That way, I will still have reached my goal, will have still been successful (wildly!), and feel that sense of completion that I so need. Plus, as others have pointed out, There ain't 17 more pounds of me to be lost! Seriously! And I don't want to be a size 00.
Back when I joined Medifast, I took the goal weight MF suggested for me. 118 lbs. That was fine then. I was 266.5 at the time, and so it gave me something to shoot for. But when I got married almost 16 years ago, I weighed 128, and I thought I looked and felt pretty darn good. So, I'm changing my goal weight to between 125 and 128. That gives me a couple pounds to fluctuate and still be "in the 120's". It is also 10 or less pounds instead of 17 lbs to go. Once I reach 128 I will stay on MF 5&1 (as recommended) for one more week. Whatever I land at is then my goal at the end of that week, and I will begin transition after that. If I reach 126.5, that will be a nice even 140 lbs lost. I like that.
I've got 4 months of transition after that, so I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, and I plan to use the Blogs/boards as a tool to keep my going strong on Maintenance anyway. It is vital.
In the grander scheme of things, ie if/when (Lord willing) I am giving birth to a beautiful baby boy or girl, it will matter not whether I reached "the magic" number of 118, or 126, or 128 before getting pregnant. The things I've learned on Medifast about myself, about how my body responds to certain foods, about my metabolism, etc, are priceless. And I will concentrate on gaining a "healthy" amount of weight during pregnancy, ie no more than 25 lbs. Then I'll see you all back after I'm done nursing. I'm making alot of assumptions here, that we can even get pregnant again. But I'm trusting. We will see.
So thank you Nutrition Support, for recommending something as "drastic" as beginning transition sooner rather than later. And thank you all my MF friends for giving your input...some said go for goal, and I respect that entirely and considered it as my first option, and some said transition, and I think I'm doing something in between. I'm 135 right now, I want to lose 7 more pounds. Should take me one month, which, oh my word, I just realised that, interestingly enough, it still puts me at "goal-by-summer" on the 21st of September. I think it's prophetic. And very appropriate. Wow. I'm blown away.
Have a good day, keep your eye on the prize, and don't waver.
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Aug 20 - Holy Freak-out Oly!
Holy Freak-Out-Oly!
Another day for reality to smack me in the face! Ok, so here's what happened. I posted a question to Nutrition Support asking them about pregnancy and transition. No, I'm not pregnant, but hubby and I would like to begin trying again very soon (I'm 37 ya 'know!) and although I already knew that MF is not recommended whilst pregnant, I wondered if that was just the weight reduction phase, or did it also include transition? Because ain't no way in this lifetime am I going to throw my weight loss away because I did not transition correctly. I want to set myself up the best way possible for a healthy pregnancy, with a healthy normal weight gain, and not some astronomical figure that I'll have to fight my way back from later.
OK. So NS, bless their well-intentioned and very helpful souls (I am NOT being sarcastic here. I love NS and I think they are one of the most valuable resources on this site!) She came back and told me that since I'm *only* 16 lbs from goal I may want to begin transition now. Since she said I will probably continue to lose 1-2 lbs per week on transition, I should actually still hit my goal in the 4 months of transition.
GULP!!! GULP GULP GULP and DOUBLE GULP!!! What? No no no no no, you can't mean transition NOW? NOW???????? Uh....
And so I thought about it. I thought good long and hard about it, for, like, 2 seconds....and decided that hubby and I can wait another month or two. I'm gettin' to my goal on the reducing, and then I'm transitioning, because that is what I set out to do. And I am not one to change my course mid-stream, or I lose my motivation (some of it, anyway!)
But it WAS interesting, even entertaining the thought that transition is actually an option for me right now, so says NS! It made me feel great, but also made me feel like "wait a minute, you must have the wrong girl...I'm SO far from being done losing weight...aren't I?" The answer to that is no. I am NOT so far from being done losing weight. I AM almost to my goal. Part of me is giddy, part of me is freaking freaked out about that.
I was taking my hot steamy afternoon bath this afternoon, contemplating things, contemplating how my life will change on transition and maintenance, and the realization came to me that transition and maintenance are actually going to require more thoughtfulness, and more self-discipline and determination than the reducing phase of MF did.
What? MORE? Sheesh, didn't it take every ounce of self-discipline and determination to get me here? Do I have any left? The answer to that depends on your outlook.
If you believe that self-discipline and determination are ours in limited quantities, for limited times, and we can "run out" or "get tired" or "get bored" or have "had enough", well then, my friend, I hate to break it to you, but you may want to consider not losing any more weight because you will gain it back plus some. But if you are beginning to reach deep within yourselves, and beginning to understand the self-discipline is a muscle, and although it may have atrophied a bit over the years, or may be a little rusty from non-use, then you can begin to exercise it. And it will get stronger. And, just like any muscle, it does not just disappear overnight. It continues to grow with use, and it is able to support more and more weight, ie more and more temptation, stress, business, whatever life throws at you.
By the end of your weight-loss portion of Medifast, if you reach your goal, you will have exercised this muscle called self-discipline long enough and hard enough that it will be able to support your transition and maintenance lifestyle. But that is only if you've worked it.
If you've not, if you've given in to every temptation, if you've lost weight by default, but not really learned anything or done the "head work" necessary, you will not maintain. I speak of "you" in a very generic term. Please know I am not isolating anyone or speaking from anyone's postings in the least. I've been around here long enough to know we ALL struggle. But this blog is to give HOPE, not despair.
So. Have you been off program this week? Have I been off program this week? What are we doing to exercise our muscle of self-discipline? What are we doing to be intentional about our head-work, in order to prepare ourselves to keep the weight off in the long term? Because I'll tell you, the stats are against us. The deck is stacked for our failure. It really is...if you look at the statistics for weight loss and re-gain. They are ominous. *Results Not Typical, you know the little disclaimer thingy. It strikes fear into all of our hearts. But the good news is that WE are in control of whether we will be typical or not typical.
I choose not typical. How 'bout you?
OK. So NS, bless their well-intentioned and very helpful souls (I am NOT being sarcastic here. I love NS and I think they are one of the most valuable resources on this site!) She came back and told me that since I'm *only* 16 lbs from goal I may want to begin transition now. Since she said I will probably continue to lose 1-2 lbs per week on transition, I should actually still hit my goal in the 4 months of transition.
GULP!!! GULP GULP GULP and DOUBLE GULP!!! What? No no no no no, you can't mean transition NOW? NOW???????? Uh....
And so I thought about it. I thought good long and hard about it, for, like, 2 seconds....and decided that hubby and I can wait another month or two. I'm gettin' to my goal on the reducing, and then I'm transitioning, because that is what I set out to do. And I am not one to change my course mid-stream, or I lose my motivation (some of it, anyway!)
But it WAS interesting, even entertaining the thought that transition is actually an option for me right now, so says NS! It made me feel great, but also made me feel like "wait a minute, you must have the wrong girl...I'm SO far from being done losing weight...aren't I?" The answer to that is no. I am NOT so far from being done losing weight. I AM almost to my goal. Part of me is giddy, part of me is freaking freaked out about that.
I was taking my hot steamy afternoon bath this afternoon, contemplating things, contemplating how my life will change on transition and maintenance, and the realization came to me that transition and maintenance are actually going to require more thoughtfulness, and more self-discipline and determination than the reducing phase of MF did.
What? MORE? Sheesh, didn't it take every ounce of self-discipline and determination to get me here? Do I have any left? The answer to that depends on your outlook.
If you believe that self-discipline and determination are ours in limited quantities, for limited times, and we can "run out" or "get tired" or "get bored" or have "had enough", well then, my friend, I hate to break it to you, but you may want to consider not losing any more weight because you will gain it back plus some. But if you are beginning to reach deep within yourselves, and beginning to understand the self-discipline is a muscle, and although it may have atrophied a bit over the years, or may be a little rusty from non-use, then you can begin to exercise it. And it will get stronger. And, just like any muscle, it does not just disappear overnight. It continues to grow with use, and it is able to support more and more weight, ie more and more temptation, stress, business, whatever life throws at you.
By the end of your weight-loss portion of Medifast, if you reach your goal, you will have exercised this muscle called self-discipline long enough and hard enough that it will be able to support your transition and maintenance lifestyle. But that is only if you've worked it.
If you've not, if you've given in to every temptation, if you've lost weight by default, but not really learned anything or done the "head work" necessary, you will not maintain. I speak of "you" in a very generic term. Please know I am not isolating anyone or speaking from anyone's postings in the least. I've been around here long enough to know we ALL struggle. But this blog is to give HOPE, not despair.
So. Have you been off program this week? Have I been off program this week? What are we doing to exercise our muscle of self-discipline? What are we doing to be intentional about our head-work, in order to prepare ourselves to keep the weight off in the long term? Because I'll tell you, the stats are against us. The deck is stacked for our failure. It really is...if you look at the statistics for weight loss and re-gain. They are ominous. *Results Not Typical, you know the little disclaimer thingy. It strikes fear into all of our hearts. But the good news is that WE are in control of whether we will be typical or not typical.
I choose not typical. How 'bout you?
Aug 20 - From size 26 jeans to size 2
It's Official...from a size 26 W jeans to a size 2 Misses jeans in less than 13 months.
The mailman delivered the package this morning. I opened it, and pulled out a pair of Levi's 515's in a size 2. "What the...there's no way! These are going to be WAY too small...no way can I fit into these." My heart became discouraged.
"Well", I told myself, "they ARE goal jeans, so why not just put them on and atleast see how far I have to go...." I step one leg in...I step the other leg in. Tight. I knew it. I wriggle them up OVER my bum, doing standing acrobatics. Hmmmmm....
I go to my bedroom, lay on my bed, and with relative ease button and zip them. They are on. They are tight, but not obscenely so. I can actually wear them out, as long as I have a bit of a looser top on so as not to reveal the minor muffin-top I have coming out the waistband.
SO! PEOPLE! These are no longer my goal jeans! Because I can wear them! They are my "wearing" jeans, and the 2 Petite's are my goal jeans now. I am not in a hurry to get to the 2P's though, I will enjoy the 2's for a good long time. I like the color better with the 2's anyway. More stylish, a little lighter, with some built-in visual crinkles at strategic places.
Thank you MF, and most of all thank you Lord. Then thank you community, and lastly but not leastly, than you Me! Determination.
This is what determination will get you. Hubby will take pictures tomorrow and we'll get them in my album on tomorrow night. =)
"Well", I told myself, "they ARE goal jeans, so why not just put them on and atleast see how far I have to go...." I step one leg in...I step the other leg in. Tight. I knew it. I wriggle them up OVER my bum, doing standing acrobatics. Hmmmmm....
I go to my bedroom, lay on my bed, and with relative ease button and zip them. They are on. They are tight, but not obscenely so. I can actually wear them out, as long as I have a bit of a looser top on so as not to reveal the minor muffin-top I have coming out the waistband.
SO! PEOPLE! These are no longer my goal jeans! Because I can wear them! They are my "wearing" jeans, and the 2 Petite's are my goal jeans now. I am not in a hurry to get to the 2P's though, I will enjoy the 2's for a good long time. I like the color better with the 2's anyway. More stylish, a little lighter, with some built-in visual crinkles at strategic places.
Thank you MF, and most of all thank you Lord. Then thank you community, and lastly but not leastly, than you Me! Determination.
This is what determination will get you. Hubby will take pictures tomorrow and we'll get them in my album on tomorrow night. =)
Aug 19th - People Half Their Size
I just signed up for the "People Half Their Size" issue....wish me luck!
Hello all! Ever since the "People Half Their Size" People magazine series began coming out I have always dreamed of being in that issue. I never thought it possible until Medifast. I just e-mailed a snippet of my story and some before and interrim pics to Medifast Powers-That-Be after they asked for submissions in their Discussion Board thread.
We shall see! These people, every time the issue comes out, have always inspired me....and Nnedi's story on one of the Medifast ads in Us Weekly a year ago saved my life. So I want to give back some inspiration so that I can hopefully save someone else's life. Lord Willing!
I'll keep you posted! I'm within 2 lbs of having lost half my size.
We shall see! These people, every time the issue comes out, have always inspired me....and Nnedi's story on one of the Medifast ads in Us Weekly a year ago saved my life. So I want to give back some inspiration so that I can hopefully save someone else's life. Lord Willing!
I'll keep you posted! I'm within 2 lbs of having lost half my size.
Aug 16 - Yes, we deserve make-up...and I remember!
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Yes...We Deserve Make-up! =)
Something Positive1 said on my blog really hit home for me, and I wanted to explore it a bit further. Then I wanted to issue a challenge to every red-blooded female MF'er on this site.
First the contemplations. Positive1 said that many times when we are morbidly obese we cease to look at ourselves as anything resembling female. I paraphrased it, but that was the gist. It is so true. When I weighed almost 270 lbs, I didn't think of myself in kind terms at all. And definately not in female terms. More of, as she said, a beast. It almost hurts to type the words, but it is true the more I look at it, and it saddens me that I put myself through that. Saddens me that I felt so worthless, so base, so like I was less than nothing, that I never even did any of the girlie things that girls (and ladies) do, or should. I chalked it up to me being a "tomboy". But I think it was deeper and more raw than that. I think I felt I didn't deserve or wasn't worth spending any time on.
And at the time, there was hardly anything I could have done to make myself look better anyway. I think that was part of it. I felt old and fat and horrible, so I didn't do anything to improve the way I looked because I felt old and fat and horrible. One of the thoughts that used to run rampant through my head was "you can't dress up a pig". I would think that in my mind, and it would be so self-incriminating it would almost make me nauseaus. And sad. And depressed. So I slunk around in my XXL unisex sweatshirts, cut my hair really really short, and told myself it didn't matter what I looked like. It was the inside that counted...but wait, I didn't have much of an inside either. I had successfully ERASED myself for 15 years.
How does one do that? I have no idea. If I did, I'd write a book about it. I'd probably make a million dollars in my book deal. I'd go on all the talk show circuits. Wow....I wonder if....naw, I'll leave that for someone else. While I'm not quite sure what led me erase myself, I can tell you what brought me back. For one, the unconditional love of a baby boy who looked at me with such wonderment that I began to look at MYSELF with wonderment. Who put so much faith in me that I began to have faith in MYSELF. My son has been one of the biggest blessings of my life, and I thank God for him. He brought me back from the land of the half-dead into the land of the living. Once I caught that glimmer of hope from him, there was no stopping me. Like a parched wheat field in a drought that catches a spark...I was off and running like a wildfire.
And something happened along the way. One, I learned self-discipline and perseverance. I began to love others in a way I couldn't before, because I didn't even love myself. When you are leading an unbalanced life, in whatever area it is unbalanced, you spend so much time trying to stay on your feet (self-focused) that you don't have time or energy for anyone but yourself. I was unbalanced in that way. Now I'm not. And I praise God for starting it all. He'll finish it all too.
So now the challenge. For all of you who don't think you deserve a new wardrobe before you get to goal. For all of you who forgot what putting on mascara felt like. For all of you who couldn't find a tube of lipstick under 5 years old if you tried. For all of you who gave up the joys of manicures, or pedicures, or facials, or makeovers, or whatever, years and years ago, listen to me. I marched into the St. Julien Spa weighing 250 lbs a year ago and got a full-body massage. It changed my life. It made me feel worthwhile. Like I was actually somebody.
I challenge all of you to pick something. Just one thing. Be it a manicure, a pedicure, a massage, a new piece of beautiful clothing, a make-over, a new skincare product line purchase, WHATEVER it is that you haven't done for years because you didn't feel worthy. AND GO DO IT. THIS WEEKEND. Report back to me when you've done it and what you did.
Take care, and love yourselves.
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Nothin' cures the TOM blues like a good "Gift With Purchase" at the Lancome Kiosk!
Nothin' no nothin' cures the TOM blues...well you read the title, I don't have to say it again! Lancome is having a gift-with-purchase, it's been going on two weeks which shows you the last time I was at Macy's! =)
So two days ago I was at Sephora, just seeing what they had...always in the market for a good lipstick, ya know. (I didn't used to be this way, I blame it on Medifast....)
So I see they sell Lancome, and I wanted to try the Mousse Foundation they have. Tried it. LOVED IT. Decided I'd hit Macy's today to see if they happened to have a "gift with purchase" because I love those thingies! And they did. In two shades...warm and cool. A whole neat little gift baggie with resolution, lash enhancer, mascara, lipstick, and eyeshadows (4 on a palatte). I got the Mousse Foundation which qualified me for the gift...so I got the warm shades. Fall is comin', ya know. Then I hit up another Macy's for their Double Acting Eye Make-up Remover...had to buy a gloss too because the eye make-up didn't put me over the $28.50 purchase minimum for the gift...and I got the cool palatte too! Gotta love those gift with purchases.
OK! This is a two-bath day. Bub is down for his nap, I just drank my Liter of water, my Lean and Green isn't for another hour, so I'm going for a hot soak. And some Pamprin.
This was just a whimsical blog. Nothin' deep this afternoon. Enjoy!
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Waiting waiting waiting
I am waiting. Waiting for my size 2 Levi's jeans to come in the mail. They were mailed priority on Tuesday. That means they should be here today or tomorrow...right? It's what will keep me on the straight and narrow today. The thought of my goal jeans coming in the mail, and me trying them on. I'm TOM right now, big time. I'm antsy, distracted, irritated, my hubby is going out of town tomorrow for the weekend, and I've been on a plateau, although I've been 100%, for about 5 days now.
Usually during TOM I see a big drop, 3 or 4 pounds. Not so this time, for some reason. So I have to be convinced that I'm losing inches. I THINK I am, but the goal jeans will tell me definitively.
OK, time to feed the boy and go to Costco. Well, they don't open until 10:00 so I'll feed the boy, take a shower, THEN go to Costco.
Have a wonderful ON PLAN day, everyone! (Including me!)
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I never tire of the compliments...because I remember when...
Saw my hubby's boss today. He hasn't seen me in a few months. He told me that I was looking SO good (he wasn't trying to pick me up....my hubby was there too....lol!). Then after I left he told my husband that I was a fox. A FOX!!! Wow! I had to report on that. If you look at my before pictures, I was anything but a fox. A "fox" was actually the farthest adjective anyone would come up with to describe me at that time. Maybe in opposite-world! So, do I tire of the compliments? No. Never. Not once. I will take them all in and treasure them, let them be kindling to stoke the fire of determination.
Because I remember when. I remember when I contemplated ordering a seat belt extender for my Volvo. I lost weight instead. I remember when I couldn't get private health insurance and was a financial risk to my family as a result. I lost weight instead. I remember when I fell in the parking lot of my husband's work while holding my precious baby boy, then being depressed because I couldn't seem to lose weight. I lost weight instead. I remember when the only store's I could go in at the mall in Boulder were Starbucks and Yankee Candle. I lost weight...now I frequent Ann Taylor, White House/Black Market, Levi's, Sephora and M.A.C. (because it is worth it now to wear make-up!). I remember when I'd wear sweatshirts and size 26 W stretch jeans (tight!), because I refused to wear mumu's. Did I ever buy any mumu's? No. I lost weight instead. I remember when salespeople held their breath as I walked by, not wanting to catch what I had (obesity). Do they do that now? No. I lost weight instead. I remember when I couldn't qualify for life insurance. I lost weight instead, and now the life-insurance sales people are calling me every week.
I remember my Mom being concerned about my health...even as she had and has metastatic cancer of the bone...and me knowing that one of her last wishes is to see me thin and healthy. Did I disappoint her? No. I lost weight instead.
What are we waiting for. Tomorrow is today. Don't beat yourself up over previous failed attempts at weight loss. Lose weight instead.
Aug 14 - I'm "healthy" ... Go figure!
I'm "healthy". Go Figure.
Who'd 'a' thunk a year ago that a year from then (that being NOW,) I would be sitting at my computer and at a healthy BMI, a healthy Waist:Hip ratio, a healthy waist measurement, a healthy resting pulse (65), and just gosh darn all-around healthy to the point that I can apply for life insurance and pass the physical?! Ok, I haven't done that yet, but I have my info in to a life insurance company and in one month I will be pursuing that. I want to be in the 120's before I get blood tested and all that!
I went to a site called www.healthcalculators.org and did a bunch of their thing-a-ma-jiggies. Apparently I have a healthy Waist:Hip ratio now, (anything below .85 for women is considered healthy, and I'm between 0.68 and 0.73 depending on whether you include my saddly-bags in the hip measurements!). Waist:Hip ratio is a big factor in heart disease risk, even bigger than BMI. I challenge you all to go to the site and do the test.
I'm encouraged. And my size 2 515's are on the way. I won 'em on Ebay two days ago, so I don't have to try to squeeze my ever-shrinking self into the size 2 Petite 515's I mistakenly bought a few weeks ago. (I blogged about it...) I'll be happy in the regular size 2 Levi's.
I can't believe I'm typing this. I can't believe my size 4 Levi's 515's are getting looser! Lots looser! I'll report on how well I can squeeze into the size 2's when they get here. Probably not wearable in public, but I'll let you know.
Don't hate me (I say that tongue in cheek, I know none of you do). The only thing standing between where I am now and where you can be is time. (And yourself, if you are a self-sabatoger). Get yourself out of the way, do the program to a "T", and in a matter of time you will get there. The biggest thing us dieters battle is our impatience. Then we get all discouraged because it's not going fast enough and we're still waking up fat, and we give in to the momentary release and false pleasure of food. Don't do it. Do Medifast, give it time, and you too will be healthy. You will. I guarantee it.
I went to a site called www.healthcalculators.org and did a bunch of their thing-a-ma-jiggies. Apparently I have a healthy Waist:Hip ratio now, (anything below .85 for women is considered healthy, and I'm between 0.68 and 0.73 depending on whether you include my saddly-bags in the hip measurements!). Waist:Hip ratio is a big factor in heart disease risk, even bigger than BMI. I challenge you all to go to the site and do the test.
I'm encouraged. And my size 2 515's are on the way. I won 'em on Ebay two days ago, so I don't have to try to squeeze my ever-shrinking self into the size 2 Petite 515's I mistakenly bought a few weeks ago. (I blogged about it...) I'll be happy in the regular size 2 Levi's.
I can't believe I'm typing this. I can't believe my size 4 Levi's 515's are getting looser! Lots looser! I'll report on how well I can squeeze into the size 2's when they get here. Probably not wearable in public, but I'll let you know.
Don't hate me (I say that tongue in cheek, I know none of you do). The only thing standing between where I am now and where you can be is time. (And yourself, if you are a self-sabatoger). Get yourself out of the way, do the program to a "T", and in a matter of time you will get there. The biggest thing us dieters battle is our impatience. Then we get all discouraged because it's not going fast enough and we're still waking up fat, and we give in to the momentary release and false pleasure of food. Don't do it. Do Medifast, give it time, and you too will be healthy. You will. I guarantee it.
Aug 14 - Going for a run this morning
Going For a Run This Morning
I just thought I'd have you guys all hold me accountable. I've decided to go for a run after my little man finishes his formula, because my exercise has been going great lately and I feel like I'm on a good streak here. Then tonight I'll go to the gym at 9pm and do upper body workouts for a half hour. That is my plan, and I'm sticking to it. Oh yes, that and get all 5 MF meals in and my L&G. And drink my water, starting now.
I find it's super easy to allow myself to go quite a bit of the morning without drinking any water. This is bad. Especially if I'm exercising! But if I don't drink atleast 16 oz directly after my coffee and oatmeal, then I tend to forget until about 10 am or so. Then I'll pound about a liter. If I don't get all my water in by 2pm I'm in trouble, because I tend to not drink alot in the afternoon. This is all going to change. This week I'm going to focus on being very intentional about drinking my water.
I can always tell when I'm teetering on the brink of collapse in any diet. There are two things that go out the window first. Number one is my half and half intake increases. Instead of 2 TBSP per day, which we are allowed, I find myself adding it to other coffee drinks later in the day as well. These calories really add up. The second is my water intake. I begin to "restrict" water to a degree (a little eating disorder lingo...no, I've never had an eating disorder that I am aware of, but I was a Mental Health Technician at a very successful private Eating Disorder Clinic for women and adolescent girls in Arizona for awhile....). "Restricting" water means that I intentionally (or subconsiously) stop drinking it. Either of these presenting themselves in my routine make me stop immediately and re-evaluate exactly what I'm doing and why. I've been very mindful all throughout this program to keep these two things in check, and it has worked for me.
And remember in my blog yesterday I said I wondered if there was a PPMS...like a Pre-PMS? Well, I was wrong. It was just regular PMS. My TOM appeared yesterday which explained quite a bit of my mood the last two days. Whew!
Ok, this is enough rambling for a day. Little man is done with his formula. He didn't eat as much as I'd hoped so I need to pop something in him first, then I'll go for a run with him.
Take care, all!
I find it's super easy to allow myself to go quite a bit of the morning without drinking any water. This is bad. Especially if I'm exercising! But if I don't drink atleast 16 oz directly after my coffee and oatmeal, then I tend to forget until about 10 am or so. Then I'll pound about a liter. If I don't get all my water in by 2pm I'm in trouble, because I tend to not drink alot in the afternoon. This is all going to change. This week I'm going to focus on being very intentional about drinking my water.
I can always tell when I'm teetering on the brink of collapse in any diet. There are two things that go out the window first. Number one is my half and half intake increases. Instead of 2 TBSP per day, which we are allowed, I find myself adding it to other coffee drinks later in the day as well. These calories really add up. The second is my water intake. I begin to "restrict" water to a degree (a little eating disorder lingo...no, I've never had an eating disorder that I am aware of, but I was a Mental Health Technician at a very successful private Eating Disorder Clinic for women and adolescent girls in Arizona for awhile....). "Restricting" water means that I intentionally (or subconsiously) stop drinking it. Either of these presenting themselves in my routine make me stop immediately and re-evaluate exactly what I'm doing and why. I've been very mindful all throughout this program to keep these two things in check, and it has worked for me.
And remember in my blog yesterday I said I wondered if there was a PPMS...like a Pre-PMS? Well, I was wrong. It was just regular PMS. My TOM appeared yesterday which explained quite a bit of my mood the last two days. Whew!
Ok, this is enough rambling for a day. Little man is done with his formula. He didn't eat as much as I'd hoped so I need to pop something in him first, then I'll go for a run with him.
Take care, all!
Aug 13 - No fear!
New Recipe for Portable Oatmeal, and Other Ramblings
I have a new recipe for "portable oatmeal". I prefer to call it "portable oatmeal" because it has such a minimum of "additives" in it that it is almost like doing straight MF meals. I will tell you how I do it, and you can modify it as you like in terms of serving/portion/pan size, so long as your number of portions ultimately matches the number of MF packets you used, you will be fine.I have what's called a "half sheet" aluminum baking pan, which is great for this recipe, because I make 12 meals at a time. Spray the pan with Pam. (A half-sheet is like the size cakes they sell at Costco. A 1/4 sheet would use half this recipe, and would be like a normal sized cake pan.)
For a "half sheet" 12 serving "portable oatmeal":
Preheat oven to 375F
10 packets Oatmeal (any kind)
2 packets vanilla or banana pudding (even chocolate would probalby work!)
1 Tbsp baking powder
1 Tbsp baking soda
4 Cups water
In a large bowl, combine water and puddings, and whisk until fully blended, no lumps. Sprinkle 10 packs of MF oatmeal over top, and the powder and soda, and mix with fork or whisk until uniform in appearance. Pour into pan, and spread evenly with a spatula.
Bake for 22-25 minutes, until golden brown on top and firm. Remove from heat, let cool completely, and cut into 12 servings. Store in individual zip lock bags in refrigerator, keeps for about 1 week. Can be frozen.
I made my first batch with Apple Cinnamon oatmeal and Vanilla pudding, and this current batch that is in the oven uses Maple Brown Sugar oatmeal and Banana pudding. So so yummy, so so portable. Just grab as many as 5 for your day out and you will only have to worry about your Lean and Green!
...On to other ramblings. I wonder if there is such a thing as pre-PMS? Would that be PPMS? Well, I'm in it I think. That is where the "I feel fat" thoughts were coming from yesterday, I'm pretty sure of it. Last night I wrestled with thoughts of sunbutter, and ended up eating some sugar-free hard candy. It staved off my craving pretty well, and I went to bed feeling like I had conquered the world.
Oh, yes, and the restaurant! The restaurant ended up being lovely. I had my salad there, and a gazpacho, which is a raw vegetable puree'd soup. I considered that all my green, and then I had flank steak (a bit on the fatty side) for dinner. All in all I thought I did tremendously well. I even survived a visit to "Powell's Sweet Shop" on Pearl street, which is a new "old tyme" candy store. My determination is back. I ran three days in a row over the weekend, and this mental block I've had about getting into the low 130's is disappearing. I'm still in the high 130's, but in about 6 more pounds I will have lost 1/2 of me.
Perhaps I am afraid that once I get to the "lost half of me" point I will lose my motivation, and believe I have "arrived" even though I will still be 15 lbs shy of my goal? You know what the funny thing about that is? Here I am saying "I'm afraid I'll stall out and self-sabatoge once I get to 133" and yet, I have stalled out and have been self-sabatoging myself in the process! So, I've decided....DECIDED...to put it behind me and venture on, fear or no fear. Since when have I been deterred by fear? Well, ok, the Rattlesnakes incident, but I eventually figured it out and once I identified the fear I could put it into it's proper perspective and motor on. Besides, rattlesnakes usually only venture out into the road at night, to soak up the heat that has been absorbed on the asphalt during the previous day. So the likelihood of actually seeing a live rattlesnake ON the road while I am running is slim-to-none. Because, I run during the day. Not at night.
SO! Let's all identifiy our fears, give them their due, but then categorize them away in a box called "unfounded" and move on with our lives.
Have a great week, all!
Aug 12 - Back in the weight loss saddle
Back In The Weight-Loss Saddle
I finally feel like I'm making headway again in my weight loss efforts. Although I am still 1.75 lbs above my 15-year low of 137.75 (where I was a week ago Monday), I am feeling very encouraged and energetic, and best of all, strong in will and body.
This morning I took my % body fat measurement on my little hand-held Omron Body Fat Analyzer, and for the first time in recent living memory I am below 30% body fat. Last time I measured, I was about 31.5%. This morning I was 29.8%. Hey, I'll take it. I've got 96.5 lbs of lean body mass, 41.5 lbs of fat, and weigh 139.25 lbs. At 5 foot 3, that makes me around 24 on the BMI scale, but % body fat is usually higher unless you are a professional body builder. I want to look long and lean, but I will never be a professional body builder.
Last night I averted the late-night munchies by having 2 pieces of sugar-free candies. It worked. I have run 2.5 miles a day for the last 2 days, and will probably do the same today. Feeling grand.
I am going back to the restaurant tonight that threw me off last Wednesday, but this time I will be prepared. I have decided to have my green at home, and my lean at the restaurant because as I recall they had a 1/2 roasted chicken with some sides. I can peel off the skin, eat the white meat only, and hubby can have my sides.
I've just got to get this mindset as my "autopilot" mindset again, for real authentic change to take place. Sometimes I feel like I'm teetering back to the old mindset, the mindset that got me weighing almost 270 lbs in the first place...but it is a mental discipline to stay in the now, remember what is important to me, and to remember that food is not the answer for anything except basic energy needs. Food is fuel.
I've got to remember that emotions are fleeting, and temporary, and often misleading and misguided. They "cause" us to consider things and do things that are contrary to our best interests sometimes, so I need to focus on facts and have my actions mirror what I have determined will be my path. Determination.
So, as I go into my Sunday, I will remember how far I've come. I will remember that I have lost almost half of me...(6 more lbs will make it 1/2 of me)...and I must finish the task.
Enjoy your weekend.
This morning I took my % body fat measurement on my little hand-held Omron Body Fat Analyzer, and for the first time in recent living memory I am below 30% body fat. Last time I measured, I was about 31.5%. This morning I was 29.8%. Hey, I'll take it. I've got 96.5 lbs of lean body mass, 41.5 lbs of fat, and weigh 139.25 lbs. At 5 foot 3, that makes me around 24 on the BMI scale, but % body fat is usually higher unless you are a professional body builder. I want to look long and lean, but I will never be a professional body builder.
Last night I averted the late-night munchies by having 2 pieces of sugar-free candies. It worked. I have run 2.5 miles a day for the last 2 days, and will probably do the same today. Feeling grand.
I am going back to the restaurant tonight that threw me off last Wednesday, but this time I will be prepared. I have decided to have my green at home, and my lean at the restaurant because as I recall they had a 1/2 roasted chicken with some sides. I can peel off the skin, eat the white meat only, and hubby can have my sides.
I've just got to get this mindset as my "autopilot" mindset again, for real authentic change to take place. Sometimes I feel like I'm teetering back to the old mindset, the mindset that got me weighing almost 270 lbs in the first place...but it is a mental discipline to stay in the now, remember what is important to me, and to remember that food is not the answer for anything except basic energy needs. Food is fuel.
I've got to remember that emotions are fleeting, and temporary, and often misleading and misguided. They "cause" us to consider things and do things that are contrary to our best interests sometimes, so I need to focus on facts and have my actions mirror what I have determined will be my path. Determination.
So, as I go into my Sunday, I will remember how far I've come. I will remember that I have lost almost half of me...(6 more lbs will make it 1/2 of me)...and I must finish the task.
Enjoy your weekend.
Aug 11 - On plateaus and feeling fat
On Plateaus and Feeling Fat
Can I just make an appeal to you all right now? For the love of all the reasons you began your programs, DON'T DRINK ALCOHOL. Not only will you gain weight, but you will continue feeling the effects of it (ie you won't be able to lose the weight you gained for several days!!!) for quite a bit of time afterwards.
What possessed me to drink alchohol? My wrong choice. Nothing possessed me. Nothing made me do it. I did it to myself. Sometimes, and I fully recognize this in myself, sometimes the stress I am going through coupled with an inner voice that says "hey, you look ok, give yourself a break tonight..." combine to form a deadly combination. The result of that combination, when my will is weak and I choose wrongly, is to eat off program. Well, Wednesday night was a doozie. I won't bore you with the details, but suffice it to say that the damage was 4 lbs up, of which I have only lost 1/2 of. I went from 137 to 141, and this morning I was down to 140.5
This is dangerous. Not only is it a slippery slope, but the fact that the weight isn't coming off as quickly as I'm used to it coming off tells me that this is different...this isn't "just" glycogen (or water) weight that can easily come off almost as quickly as it came on. The alcohol changed the way my body was metabolizing, slowed it's metabolization, and I'm suffering the results until the wonders of MF can truly take over again.
I've got to get this together. I did go for a run yesterday, and I'm planning on going today. It is a better way to blow off stress and steam, even if I don't "feel" like I'm stressed, let's face it, I am.
I do notice that when I'm not running on a regular basis (every day or every other day at the least) I tend to be a little more loosey goosey on the program. And I wonder why I plateau out, or bounce around losing the same 3-4 pounds over and over again. Actually, I don't wonder. I know why. And it stops now.
I am the only one who can keep me on the straight and narrow. If I don't do it, no one will come along and do it for me. I've proven to myself that I can do it, with no compromise. I need to adopt that mindset again. I'm not saying it will be easy, but I am hoping it will get easier as I log the 100% days over and over again.
I have not gone up in size, but I haven't gone down either. And let me tell you something. To taste "forbidden food" just feeds the desire for more, when I was perfectly happy cruising along NOT eating those things before I tasted them. I have to detox my brain and my body and be 100%, with running included, and I'm confident I'll drop to 135 by the end of the month. That's my goal. 135 by August 31. That will give me a slight chance of being 128 by the end of summer, September 23rd. That was my wedding weight. Now, I have said before that I think it's a bad idea to set date-certain targets. But I'm breaking that rule.
I got my goal jeans, my size 2 Levi's 515 Misses, in the mail last week. I'm bummed because I didn't read the ebay ad quite as well as I should have, and the jeans are size 2 Petite's, which are even smaller than size 2's. I was looking for size 2 "S" for "Short". What I got was size 2 "P" in a Medium length. So they'll be a bit long, but realistically I should be able to fit into them in 20 more lbs. They are my last pair of goal jeans. I ain't buying no "Zero" size.
OK. So Who's with me? Can we do this, or can't we? LET'S ROCK!!
What possessed me to drink alchohol? My wrong choice. Nothing possessed me. Nothing made me do it. I did it to myself. Sometimes, and I fully recognize this in myself, sometimes the stress I am going through coupled with an inner voice that says "hey, you look ok, give yourself a break tonight..." combine to form a deadly combination. The result of that combination, when my will is weak and I choose wrongly, is to eat off program. Well, Wednesday night was a doozie. I won't bore you with the details, but suffice it to say that the damage was 4 lbs up, of which I have only lost 1/2 of. I went from 137 to 141, and this morning I was down to 140.5
This is dangerous. Not only is it a slippery slope, but the fact that the weight isn't coming off as quickly as I'm used to it coming off tells me that this is different...this isn't "just" glycogen (or water) weight that can easily come off almost as quickly as it came on. The alcohol changed the way my body was metabolizing, slowed it's metabolization, and I'm suffering the results until the wonders of MF can truly take over again.
I've got to get this together. I did go for a run yesterday, and I'm planning on going today. It is a better way to blow off stress and steam, even if I don't "feel" like I'm stressed, let's face it, I am.
I do notice that when I'm not running on a regular basis (every day or every other day at the least) I tend to be a little more loosey goosey on the program. And I wonder why I plateau out, or bounce around losing the same 3-4 pounds over and over again. Actually, I don't wonder. I know why. And it stops now.
I am the only one who can keep me on the straight and narrow. If I don't do it, no one will come along and do it for me. I've proven to myself that I can do it, with no compromise. I need to adopt that mindset again. I'm not saying it will be easy, but I am hoping it will get easier as I log the 100% days over and over again.
I have not gone up in size, but I haven't gone down either. And let me tell you something. To taste "forbidden food" just feeds the desire for more, when I was perfectly happy cruising along NOT eating those things before I tasted them. I have to detox my brain and my body and be 100%, with running included, and I'm confident I'll drop to 135 by the end of the month. That's my goal. 135 by August 31. That will give me a slight chance of being 128 by the end of summer, September 23rd. That was my wedding weight. Now, I have said before that I think it's a bad idea to set date-certain targets. But I'm breaking that rule.
I got my goal jeans, my size 2 Levi's 515 Misses, in the mail last week. I'm bummed because I didn't read the ebay ad quite as well as I should have, and the jeans are size 2 Petite's, which are even smaller than size 2's. I was looking for size 2 "S" for "Short". What I got was size 2 "P" in a Medium length. So they'll be a bit long, but realistically I should be able to fit into them in 20 more lbs. They are my last pair of goal jeans. I ain't buying no "Zero" size.
OK. So Who's with me? Can we do this, or can't we? LET'S ROCK!!
Aug 8 - Here's How you can help my son get a new kidney
Here's How You Can Help My Son Julian Phillips - Tax Deductible
Greetings fellow Medifasters. Well, the time has come for me to ask anyone and everyone who has a willingness to do so, to aid us in getting my son a new kidney. Many of you have asked how you can help, and I told you that we would be setting up an account with Children's Organ Transplant Association to help offset Julians kidney transplant costs. It looks like my Uncle Joe may be our match, and the costs will exceed our ability to pay.
So, for any of you who desire to help in a tax-deductible way, you may either go to the www.cotaforjulianp.com site and click on "donate", or you can go to the www.cota.org site and find his name in the list of current patients, and click on that and donate from there.
Either way, you donation is completely tax deductible, as COTA has been around for 20 years and is a 501(3)C nonprofit organization. COTA has complete oversight over these donations, and we work with a trustee and submit our transplant-related costs for re-imbursement if they qualify. If something would happen to Julian, all of his funds would be disbursed to other waiting children's funds for their use.
Thank you for considering this life-changing gift. And keep Medifasting.
So, for any of you who desire to help in a tax-deductible way, you may either go to the www.cotaforjulianp.com site and click on "donate", or you can go to the www.cota.org site and find his name in the list of current patients, and click on that and donate from there.
Either way, you donation is completely tax deductible, as COTA has been around for 20 years and is a 501(3)C nonprofit organization. COTA has complete oversight over these donations, and we work with a trustee and submit our transplant-related costs for re-imbursement if they qualify. If something would happen to Julian, all of his funds would be disbursed to other waiting children's funds for their use.
Thank you for considering this life-changing gift. And keep Medifasting.
Aug 7 - Celebrity face recognition
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Celebrity Look Alikes Pictures...After
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Celebrity Look Alikes Pictures
Here are the pics....from before.... -
Celebrity Face Recognition...Before and After..What a HOOT!
Top Matches after submitting a recent (after) face shot:
Eva Herzigova, Elizabeth Shue, Natalie Wood.
Top Matches after submitting a BEFORE face shot:
Ron Howard, Ronaldi, Snoop Dog.
I kid you not.
Aug 7 -Today is the first day of the rest of my diet
Today is the first day of the rest of my diet!
This diet has become such a way of life for me, that I feel a little bit like I'm too comfortable with it. I know what I can and can't do, I know what I can throw in and not mess things up too badly, and I choose sometimes to go off program. All of this has led to a self-induced plateau, and I need to get to the bottom of the reasons why I'm hesitant to lose the rest of my weight. I have 20 lbs to goal, technically. I know that with hard work and staying on program 100% I can probably get there by my Birthday in October (October 22nd). What a great birthday present that would be.
On the other hand, if I keep being a little "loosey goosey" in my choices I won't get there EVER! I'll still be hanging out at 138 when I turn 38. And honestly? I'd like my present to myself to be that I am at goal and beginning transition. I really would.
So. Today marks a day of renewed recommittment for me.
I think part of my response is a stress response to venturing into the unknown again with Julian. He has reached the point where he needs dialysis, and we will be consulting with his urologist and his nephrologist this week, to decide whether or not to do his bladder surgery at the same time that the dialysis port (the peritoneal dialysis port) is installed in his abdomen. This is scary. I need to remember that food won't fix the problem. Sun Butter won't make it go away, make it better, or make me any more lucid or available to care for my sons' needs. We will have to undergo a couple weeks of training at the Children's Hospital in order to be able to do the dialysis at night at home, every night, while he is sleeping.
So. I will eat my MF meals today. I will eat my L&G today. I will drink my water today. I will do all of it.
Take care.
On the other hand, if I keep being a little "loosey goosey" in my choices I won't get there EVER! I'll still be hanging out at 138 when I turn 38. And honestly? I'd like my present to myself to be that I am at goal and beginning transition. I really would.
So. Today marks a day of renewed recommittment for me.
I think part of my response is a stress response to venturing into the unknown again with Julian. He has reached the point where he needs dialysis, and we will be consulting with his urologist and his nephrologist this week, to decide whether or not to do his bladder surgery at the same time that the dialysis port (the peritoneal dialysis port) is installed in his abdomen. This is scary. I need to remember that food won't fix the problem. Sun Butter won't make it go away, make it better, or make me any more lucid or available to care for my sons' needs. We will have to undergo a couple weeks of training at the Children's Hospital in order to be able to do the dialysis at night at home, every night, while he is sleeping.
So. I will eat my MF meals today. I will eat my L&G today. I will drink my water today. I will do all of it.
Take care.
Aug 6 - Savers is Great.
May I Suggest Savers?
For any of you who find that you are wearing your baggy baggies because you don't want to buy clothing you will only have for a few weeks/months, may I suggest Savers.
I just went for the first time last weekend, because all my sweaters were XL or higher from last season...I bought about 10 sweaters, and 5 pairs of pants for around $60.00. They are Small and Medium sweaters, and mostly 8 pants which I may grow out of. But at $2.00-$5.00 per clothing article, I think I did pretty darn good. I'm talkin' Aeropostale, American Eagle Outfitters, Gap, Polo, Liz Claiborne, good good stuff. All previously worn, but all stylish.
I also got a beautiful button-up turquoise colored linen dress in a size 6 Petite that is sleeveless, but long with slits on both sides. Fully lined. Gorgeous. $7.99.
So quit hiding behind the baggy clothes. People will immediately notice your weight loss if you'll start wearing things that fit NOW. And you will feel better too.
I just went for the first time last weekend, because all my sweaters were XL or higher from last season...I bought about 10 sweaters, and 5 pairs of pants for around $60.00. They are Small and Medium sweaters, and mostly 8 pants which I may grow out of. But at $2.00-$5.00 per clothing article, I think I did pretty darn good. I'm talkin' Aeropostale, American Eagle Outfitters, Gap, Polo, Liz Claiborne, good good stuff. All previously worn, but all stylish.
I also got a beautiful button-up turquoise colored linen dress in a size 6 Petite that is sleeveless, but long with slits on both sides. Fully lined. Gorgeous. $7.99.
So quit hiding behind the baggy clothes. People will immediately notice your weight loss if you'll start wearing things that fit NOW. And you will feel better too.
Aug 6
Back From Phoenix, Lost 2 lbs Over The Weekend, and Other Ramblings
Friday morning, Saturday morning and Sunday morning I walked/ran 3 miles with my sister at 6:00 am. I was in Phoenix (Gilbert), and it was hot and humid this weekend. We felt heavy and sticky and gross. But we did it anyway. And I stuck to plan. I was rewarded with a 2 lb weight loss, putting me at 137.5 lbs. My BMI is 24.3 now, and in a few more pounds will be under 24. I feel confident and empowered, that is for certain. My goal jeans should arrive today or tomorrow, so I can have a pair of tight jeans to motivate me again...I think it will be my last pair of goal jeans. I have a feeling that it is a huge jump from size 4 to size 2 P, and then an even bigger jump to a size 0, which isn't where I necessarily am shooting for. I'm shooting for my goal weight. That is all.It is so easy to convince myself that I "deserve" this or I "deserve" that. I have not strayed since the evil sunbutter incident last week, but I find that the more confident I feel in my weight loss, the more my mind wants to play tricks on me and convince me that I can eat what other people eat. I've been fighting it, and will continue to fight it. Here is to keepin' on keepin' on.
My Mom and Dad are doing as well as can be expected. I just found out over the weekend that my son's Doctors are wanting him to go on dialysis pretty quickly, probably within the next month, so I might not be going to Phoenix again soon, unless I can take him for a week or so before the Doctors put the port in. I'm going to look into that. I'd really like for Julian to see Mom and Dad and his cousins before he starts Dialysis, because it will be tricky to see them afterwards.
I am so glad I have 130 of 148 extra pound off of me. The goal is in sight. I'm not sure if I will get there by September 22nd, but I've learned to not set date-certain goals/deadlines. If you do that, you only end up disappointed, even if you are close to reaching "the number" by the date, and you end up discounting all your progress and feeling bad when you really don't have to.
Well, I've got to get started on drinking my water. If I can get 1.5 Litres in me in the next 2 hours, I'll be set up well for the rest of the day.
Take care!
Aug 2 - Going to Phoenix to see my Mom.
Going to Phoenix again to see my mom....
Hi all! I was in a pretty weird funk this last week, and didn't post much or read much. But I'll be back in full swing on Monday, Lord willing! Today I'm sitting here with an Arbonne Intelligence Exfoliating Mask with Thermal Fusion, beautifying myself before flying to Phoenix tonight. I like to do this mask thing once a week, it's like a chemical peel for the face. I love it...wait, got to go wet it down to activate the enzymes....ok, now I get to wait for 5 more minutes and then wash it off!
I've been on a plateau, mostly self-induced due to taking a mini-break from exercise. I justify it by thinking that I'd been hitting it so hard for 6 months, I needed a little break in order to not burn out. The reality of the situation is that I saw two different rattlesnakes on two different occasions on my running route. How do I know they weren't the same rattlesnake? Because the first one I saw was dead as a doornail in the middle of the road...smooshed...and the second one I hit with my own car a few days later! I think I killed him. How do I know it was a rattler? I know. I've lived in Arizona and Colorado for most of my life thus far (with the exception of 3 years-1 in Europe and 2 in Canada) and I know. These babies were huge, too. That, and the fact that it is prime mosquito season and West Nile Virus is pretty bad here...has kept me indoors for 2 weeks.
Well, no more. I faced my fears today, and took my little man out in the jog stroller, sans Ipod (I want to hear the rattle before I see the snake if there is one close by!). I was going to run 2 miles, you know, to break myself back in to running after not doing it for 2 weeks....but I ended up going 3. My rule is that I can alter my plan ONLY if the alteration ends up in a longer distance run. I never let myself shorten my plan. Just a house rule I employ to keep my mind from even tempting me to stop early once I'm already out.
But I don't set unrealistic expectations, either. I challenge myself without killing myself, if that makes sense.
Food-wise, I've been doing pretty decent. Got all high and mighty in my expectations last Monday night with company over and ended up crashing and burning. I've got to get a handle on that. It's getting comfortable, being where I'm at, and for some reason that is effecting my mindset. Sometimes I figure if other diets let you have a "cheat day" why can't I take one? It's "legal" on Body for Life, for example, but not MF. I have to stick to my guns, and get the rest of this weight off. THEN I can transition and THEN I can maintain. I have to do this correctly. And I plan to.
Ok, gotta go wash the mask of my face...BRB...okay, here I am again.
I'm taking my new skirt and top to Phoenix with me, it's a little snug around the waist still, but probably by Sunday will be fine.
Have a great weekend, all you great Medifasters! And remember, TAKE YOUR FOCUS OFF FOOD. It isn't your friend. Thinking about it, dreaming about it, obsessing about it will get you a big fat nowhere. You may have temporary success, but you will cave in the long run. You have to do the mind-work necessary to make this permanent. Food is fuel. Nothing else. Food is fuel. Nothing else. Repeat after me. Food is fuel. Nothing else.
I've been on a plateau, mostly self-induced due to taking a mini-break from exercise. I justify it by thinking that I'd been hitting it so hard for 6 months, I needed a little break in order to not burn out. The reality of the situation is that I saw two different rattlesnakes on two different occasions on my running route. How do I know they weren't the same rattlesnake? Because the first one I saw was dead as a doornail in the middle of the road...smooshed...and the second one I hit with my own car a few days later! I think I killed him. How do I know it was a rattler? I know. I've lived in Arizona and Colorado for most of my life thus far (with the exception of 3 years-1 in Europe and 2 in Canada) and I know. These babies were huge, too. That, and the fact that it is prime mosquito season and West Nile Virus is pretty bad here...has kept me indoors for 2 weeks.
Well, no more. I faced my fears today, and took my little man out in the jog stroller, sans Ipod (I want to hear the rattle before I see the snake if there is one close by!). I was going to run 2 miles, you know, to break myself back in to running after not doing it for 2 weeks....but I ended up going 3. My rule is that I can alter my plan ONLY if the alteration ends up in a longer distance run. I never let myself shorten my plan. Just a house rule I employ to keep my mind from even tempting me to stop early once I'm already out.
But I don't set unrealistic expectations, either. I challenge myself without killing myself, if that makes sense.
Food-wise, I've been doing pretty decent. Got all high and mighty in my expectations last Monday night with company over and ended up crashing and burning. I've got to get a handle on that. It's getting comfortable, being where I'm at, and for some reason that is effecting my mindset. Sometimes I figure if other diets let you have a "cheat day" why can't I take one? It's "legal" on Body for Life, for example, but not MF. I have to stick to my guns, and get the rest of this weight off. THEN I can transition and THEN I can maintain. I have to do this correctly. And I plan to.
Ok, gotta go wash the mask of my face...BRB...okay, here I am again.
I'm taking my new skirt and top to Phoenix with me, it's a little snug around the waist still, but probably by Sunday will be fine.
Have a great weekend, all you great Medifasters! And remember, TAKE YOUR FOCUS OFF FOOD. It isn't your friend. Thinking about it, dreaming about it, obsessing about it will get you a big fat nowhere. You may have temporary success, but you will cave in the long run. You have to do the mind-work necessary to make this permanent. Food is fuel. Nothing else. Food is fuel. Nothing else. Repeat after me. Food is fuel. Nothing else.
July 29 - Just a quickie!
Just a Quickie!
Just a quick post to say hello all, I'm on a plateau but losing inches, I think! Maybe not. Oh well...still hangin' in there, 100% on plan, really concentrating on gettin all my water in today. It really makes a difference, both in my weight loss and how my skin looks/feels. When I don't get all my water in for a few days, I look older. My laugh lines look deeper and more permanent. So, in an appeal to my vanity, I'm going to get it all in today, plus some!
It is T-6 hours on my houseguest, and I will sign off now to do the kitchen. I'd like to be entirely done by the time my little once goes down for his nap, around 1 or 2 pm, incase Mr. Houseguest is a few hours early.
They always are. Unless they are late. Hmmmmm.
It is T-6 hours on my houseguest, and I will sign off now to do the kitchen. I'd like to be entirely done by the time my little once goes down for his nap, around 1 or 2 pm, incase Mr. Houseguest is a few hours early.
They always are. Unless they are late. Hmmmmm.
July 28 - Size 2 is the new size 8
It is official. Size 2 is the new size 8.
Hey there! I was closet shopping this morning and found an old skirt in a similar style to the infamous Ann Taylor one I just purchased. I tried it on, and it fit just like the Ann Taylor one I just purchased. It is about 17 years old, from Casual Corner, and was part of a beautiful suit-set. I read the tag, expecting to see size 4 or 6, because I know sizes have decreased over the years to make us feel better. It's an 8. Yup, an 8. It doesn't depress or discourage me, but it firms my resolve to get to my goal weight of 118, without fears of me disappearing altogether!
So, if the 2 is the new 8, that means the 0 is the new 6, (or, to give the benefit of the doubt, the new 4-6), and the 00 is the new 2-4.
In that I was a size 1 my senior year of high school, (and NOT anorexic, mind you), that means I can safely descent to a size 0 or 00 and be just fine. Even in high school I was never "underweight" as far as my BMI was concerned. I know, crazy. I weighed 105 at my lowest, and wasn't underweight. So, 118 is a good goal for me. After all, I'm 20 years older.
Ok! Enough said about that!
Good morning everyone! It's a lovely Saturday, what are you going to do with it? I am going to clean my house. Yup, clean my house. It's about time, too. As my last blog mentioned, I am tired of living in the C.H.A.O.S. (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome) that defines my house. I want to make as radical of a change in my own home as I did in my own body. Even if I don't "feel" like a neat and tidy organized person, I'm convinced I can "look" like a neat and tidy organized person until my insides catch up with my outsides. Just do the work.
It's a similar principal as in the weight loss, but with opposite outcomes. With weight loss, you do the work, you begin to see results, real results, in a few days, but if you have a significant amount of weight to lose it could take months for the outside to catch up with the inside.
In housecleaning, you do the work, and you have a clean house. Bam! Now, it will take awhile for the insides to actually become a neat freak, but I am determined.
My husband and I took a "His Needs/Her Needs" marriage class a few years ago, and two of his needs that were near the top of his list were "Attractive wife" and "Domestic Support". At the time, I was a failure at both of them. Hopefully I can say I've come really far with the "Attractive wife" part. Now it's time to tackle the "Domestic Support" deficiencies.
Even if I'm not a neat freak right now, I'm determined to do such a good job faking it that no one will know I'm not! And in the meantime, pray that my insides actually catch up with my outsides, that my "autopilot" is reset as I have discussed previously, so it's not a lifelong struggle. I'm prayin' it, I'm sayin' it, here I go.
After I finish my blog and feed my boy, that is.
Just do it.
So, if the 2 is the new 8, that means the 0 is the new 6, (or, to give the benefit of the doubt, the new 4-6), and the 00 is the new 2-4.
In that I was a size 1 my senior year of high school, (and NOT anorexic, mind you), that means I can safely descent to a size 0 or 00 and be just fine. Even in high school I was never "underweight" as far as my BMI was concerned. I know, crazy. I weighed 105 at my lowest, and wasn't underweight. So, 118 is a good goal for me. After all, I'm 20 years older.
Ok! Enough said about that!
Good morning everyone! It's a lovely Saturday, what are you going to do with it? I am going to clean my house. Yup, clean my house. It's about time, too. As my last blog mentioned, I am tired of living in the C.H.A.O.S. (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome) that defines my house. I want to make as radical of a change in my own home as I did in my own body. Even if I don't "feel" like a neat and tidy organized person, I'm convinced I can "look" like a neat and tidy organized person until my insides catch up with my outsides. Just do the work.
It's a similar principal as in the weight loss, but with opposite outcomes. With weight loss, you do the work, you begin to see results, real results, in a few days, but if you have a significant amount of weight to lose it could take months for the outside to catch up with the inside.
In housecleaning, you do the work, and you have a clean house. Bam! Now, it will take awhile for the insides to actually become a neat freak, but I am determined.
My husband and I took a "His Needs/Her Needs" marriage class a few years ago, and two of his needs that were near the top of his list were "Attractive wife" and "Domestic Support". At the time, I was a failure at both of them. Hopefully I can say I've come really far with the "Attractive wife" part. Now it's time to tackle the "Domestic Support" deficiencies.
Even if I'm not a neat freak right now, I'm determined to do such a good job faking it that no one will know I'm not! And in the meantime, pray that my insides actually catch up with my outsides, that my "autopilot" is reset as I have discussed previously, so it's not a lifelong struggle. I'm prayin' it, I'm sayin' it, here I go.
After I finish my blog and feed my boy, that is.
Just do it.
July 26 - Anniversary Blog
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Anniversary Blog
1 Year on Medifast as of this evening.
Waist went from 49 inches to 28 inches.
Top went from 2XL to Medium Petite
Bottoms went from 26-28 to 2-4 Petite
Still struggling with old habits, but only one or two...like stress eating...but I think the key to that one is management every time I do it, and to also minimize the times I do it. Look for other ways to deal with the stress. Which I mostly do. But every once in awhile that sunbutter does get the better of me.
My plan is to lose 21 more pounds to get to my goal. Then to transition for 4 months. Then to maintain on a Mediterranean style diet of around 1300-1500 calories. (More if I am still losing...less if I gain a bit).
But I will never NEVER buy candy or ice cream or sausages or pizza or hamburgers (fast food) or potato chips. These are no longer going to touch my lips. They can't, and I have no desire for them. They are death to me.
I just posted a new pic to my blog albums, a picture of me in my Ann Taylor size 2 skirt, and my Ann Taylor medium petite top. What a stark difference from when I started. I can't even say they look like the same person.
I carry my before pictures around with me, they are glued in my little Bible to remind me to never go back.
I'm kind of in a somber mood tonight. Tired, going to bed.
Take care all you beautiful MF people!
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July 26 - A dip into the archives
Hey Ho!
Hiya! Just thought I'd pop in for a quick hello. I'm also diggin' in my archives for a past blog or two to get you through your Thursday!
Here's one that was posted last year February...I was in week 4 of my Couch to 5K Program, and had just gotten blog of the week. Happy reading!---
"Blog of the week. Wow. Thanks again guys, what an honor. I always get self-conscious when this happens (not that it happens with any regularity...sheesh, could I sound any more conceited???) because, well, I don't really know why. So I'll try not to be self-conscious. Ok then.
I'm sitting here drinking my "Lady Grey" tea, which I absolutely love. It's like Earl Grey but with a few more hints of Citrus. Twinnings makes a great Lady Grey tea. In fact, they may be the only ones who make it. I buy it at Cost Plus World Market, and then put one packet of splenda and 1/2 tsp half and half in it. Yummers. I also saw it online at a United Kingdom Foods Import website called jollygrub. Lots of fun stuff on that website, just made myself an order. If you are a tea drinker of the English bent, you would love the following teas: PG Tips (Whole Foods carries these), Typhoo, these are two good quality general black English teas. Sort of the same idea as "red table wine". All-purpose, good taste, hearty, pleasant. Did I mention I love tea? Just the process of putting the electric kettle on (I'm too impatient anymore for the stove-top kettle), letting it steep, preparing it, and taking time to sit and drink it. Wow. It's like a little retreat every time I do it.
I went to Bible School in England at a place called Capernwray Bible School, and we used to have tea breaks every day between second and third hour. I mean, come on, we were in England! You had to have tea! They would have the mail out by then, so everyone would race up to the Castle (the school is located on a large estate with a large estate house) to see if they had any mail. The kitchen staff, God bless 'em, would wheel out the carts of tea (with milk...you have to have milk or cream with tea....) and the leftover pieces of toast from breakfast, covered in cold butter...I really learned to appreciate toast with cold butter when I was in England, better to spread the Marmite on...yum!
Anyway, when I came back from England I had developed a penchant for a good English Tea. Americans ditched the tea as the national beverage in favor of coffee during the Revolutionary War, when they dumped all the tea into the harbor and declared it the "Boston Tea Party" as a revolt against paying taxes on everything (including tea) and as a statement of rejection for all things English. Now, don't get me wrong, I love coffee too...just about as much as tea...but we Americans have never really gotten back to drinking tea the "English way". That's ok. It's my little ritual and I love it. What does this have to do with anything? It doesn't. I'm just blathering on about good memories.
This weekend was a great weekend for me, exercise-wise. I did a session of week 4 on the "Couch Potato to 5K in 9 Weeks" program on Saturday, and then ran a little extra afterwards. Then on Sunday I went to do another session of week 4, and my IPoD had erased week 4! I have no idea why. So, I did a session of week 5. It kicked my bu**. The first day of week 5 had me running for 5 minutes at a time, 3 times in a row with 3 minute breaks in between. I was so excited when I got through it that I went ahead and ran all the way home, which was a 16 minute stretch. A little over a mile. I RAN A MILE! WITHOUT STOPPING! I can't tell you how long it has been since I have done that...I think atleast 13 years. It felt GOOD! No, it felt GREAT! I was wiped out when I got home, because my total routine of doing the podcast and then running my own way lasts about an hour.
I wanted to push myself, because session 3 of week 5 has you running for 20 minutes I think....and I wanted to see if I had it in me. I think I will have it in me when I actually have to do it. I need a day off, though, which is what they recommend anyway.
Weight wise, I should just stop weighing altogether. I was up another pound. So, that's 2 up from Friday total. I know why I went up the first day, it was those 4 southbeach diet bars. (Curses!!!) But today...I don't know. Maybe still residual gain from the Friday night screw-up, maybe building muscle (some of my run is WAY uphill), I just don't know. My clothes aren't fitting any tighter, in fact they are looser, so I'm not going to stress about it. At least I'm going to TRY not to stress about it.
So much of my life is marked by weight....I can recite to you how much I weighed at pretty much any point in my journey....
4th grade: 101 lbs
4th grade after weight watchers: 88 lbs
12th grade: 134
12th grade after diet center: 104
College: 115-120
Bible School: 125-164
Returning from Bible School, age 21: 164
Wedding, age 22: 122
2 years after wedding, age 24: 150
4 years after wedding, age 25: 175
9 years after wedding, age 30: 239
10 years after wedding, age 32, after body for life: 177
14 years after wedding, age 36: 266.5
15 years after wedding, after 6 1/2 months Medifast: 175
Wow. It's amazing how much weight and my weight problem has been a part of who I am. What happens when I don't have a weight "problem" anymore? It's kind of scary, the same way someone who won't leave their abusive husband thinks life without him would be. Kind of scary, but it's what they need to do. Most of them don't do it, and stay in that relationship because it's predictable. It's what they know. (I don't have an abusive husband, don't get me wrong) But I wonder if we stay in an abusive relationship with our bodies for the same reason. It's what we know. It helps feed our sense of "lack of self worth". So we stay here. Demoralized. Thinking we can't change, and even if we did, so what?
Well, I'm here to say that it is a load of crock. We can change. We need to change. If we don't change we are accepting the abuse we are putting ourselves through. Who does that? Who abuses themselves? We need to stop, and many of us through MF have found hope to stop. Being kind to ourselves is foreign to us, and some of us are learning how to do that, being dragged kicking and screaming. What? A massage at a spa? Me? YES, YOU! YOU are worth it. I am worth it. What? Take time for ME? YES! Take time for you. I do that by drinking tea. As often as I feel like it. In fact, I'm going to make myself another Cuppa'.
Have a great day y'all! Keep on Medifastin'!"
Here's one that was posted last year February...I was in week 4 of my Couch to 5K Program, and had just gotten blog of the week. Happy reading!---
"Blog of the week. Wow. Thanks again guys, what an honor. I always get self-conscious when this happens (not that it happens with any regularity...sheesh, could I sound any more conceited???) because, well, I don't really know why. So I'll try not to be self-conscious. Ok then.
I'm sitting here drinking my "Lady Grey" tea, which I absolutely love. It's like Earl Grey but with a few more hints of Citrus. Twinnings makes a great Lady Grey tea. In fact, they may be the only ones who make it. I buy it at Cost Plus World Market, and then put one packet of splenda and 1/2 tsp half and half in it. Yummers. I also saw it online at a United Kingdom Foods Import website called jollygrub. Lots of fun stuff on that website, just made myself an order. If you are a tea drinker of the English bent, you would love the following teas: PG Tips (Whole Foods carries these), Typhoo, these are two good quality general black English teas. Sort of the same idea as "red table wine". All-purpose, good taste, hearty, pleasant. Did I mention I love tea? Just the process of putting the electric kettle on (I'm too impatient anymore for the stove-top kettle), letting it steep, preparing it, and taking time to sit and drink it. Wow. It's like a little retreat every time I do it.
I went to Bible School in England at a place called Capernwray Bible School, and we used to have tea breaks every day between second and third hour. I mean, come on, we were in England! You had to have tea! They would have the mail out by then, so everyone would race up to the Castle (the school is located on a large estate with a large estate house) to see if they had any mail. The kitchen staff, God bless 'em, would wheel out the carts of tea (with milk...you have to have milk or cream with tea....) and the leftover pieces of toast from breakfast, covered in cold butter...I really learned to appreciate toast with cold butter when I was in England, better to spread the Marmite on...yum!
Anyway, when I came back from England I had developed a penchant for a good English Tea. Americans ditched the tea as the national beverage in favor of coffee during the Revolutionary War, when they dumped all the tea into the harbor and declared it the "Boston Tea Party" as a revolt against paying taxes on everything (including tea) and as a statement of rejection for all things English. Now, don't get me wrong, I love coffee too...just about as much as tea...but we Americans have never really gotten back to drinking tea the "English way". That's ok. It's my little ritual and I love it. What does this have to do with anything? It doesn't. I'm just blathering on about good memories.
This weekend was a great weekend for me, exercise-wise. I did a session of week 4 on the "Couch Potato to 5K in 9 Weeks" program on Saturday, and then ran a little extra afterwards. Then on Sunday I went to do another session of week 4, and my IPoD had erased week 4! I have no idea why. So, I did a session of week 5. It kicked my bu**. The first day of week 5 had me running for 5 minutes at a time, 3 times in a row with 3 minute breaks in between. I was so excited when I got through it that I went ahead and ran all the way home, which was a 16 minute stretch. A little over a mile. I RAN A MILE! WITHOUT STOPPING! I can't tell you how long it has been since I have done that...I think atleast 13 years. It felt GOOD! No, it felt GREAT! I was wiped out when I got home, because my total routine of doing the podcast and then running my own way lasts about an hour.
I wanted to push myself, because session 3 of week 5 has you running for 20 minutes I think....and I wanted to see if I had it in me. I think I will have it in me when I actually have to do it. I need a day off, though, which is what they recommend anyway.
Weight wise, I should just stop weighing altogether. I was up another pound. So, that's 2 up from Friday total. I know why I went up the first day, it was those 4 southbeach diet bars. (Curses!!!) But today...I don't know. Maybe still residual gain from the Friday night screw-up, maybe building muscle (some of my run is WAY uphill), I just don't know. My clothes aren't fitting any tighter, in fact they are looser, so I'm not going to stress about it. At least I'm going to TRY not to stress about it.
So much of my life is marked by weight....I can recite to you how much I weighed at pretty much any point in my journey....
4th grade: 101 lbs
4th grade after weight watchers: 88 lbs
12th grade: 134
12th grade after diet center: 104
College: 115-120
Bible School: 125-164
Returning from Bible School, age 21: 164
Wedding, age 22: 122
2 years after wedding, age 24: 150
4 years after wedding, age 25: 175
9 years after wedding, age 30: 239
10 years after wedding, age 32, after body for life: 177
14 years after wedding, age 36: 266.5
15 years after wedding, after 6 1/2 months Medifast: 175
Wow. It's amazing how much weight and my weight problem has been a part of who I am. What happens when I don't have a weight "problem" anymore? It's kind of scary, the same way someone who won't leave their abusive husband thinks life without him would be. Kind of scary, but it's what they need to do. Most of them don't do it, and stay in that relationship because it's predictable. It's what they know. (I don't have an abusive husband, don't get me wrong) But I wonder if we stay in an abusive relationship with our bodies for the same reason. It's what we know. It helps feed our sense of "lack of self worth". So we stay here. Demoralized. Thinking we can't change, and even if we did, so what?
Well, I'm here to say that it is a load of crock. We can change. We need to change. If we don't change we are accepting the abuse we are putting ourselves through. Who does that? Who abuses themselves? We need to stop, and many of us through MF have found hope to stop. Being kind to ourselves is foreign to us, and some of us are learning how to do that, being dragged kicking and screaming. What? A massage at a spa? Me? YES, YOU! YOU are worth it. I am worth it. What? Take time for ME? YES! Take time for you. I do that by drinking tea. As often as I feel like it. In fact, I'm going to make myself another Cuppa'.
Have a great day y'all! Keep on Medifastin'!"
July 26 - It's all about how much you care
It's All About How Much You Care
How much do YOU care today? Do you care enough to stay on program 100%? Do you care enough to drink your water? ALL OF IT? Do you care enough to get all 5 MF meals in, and your lean and green? Do you care enough to measure your protein?
Let's all do this!
Let's all do this!
July 25 - Next pair of goal jeans!
OK, I found 'em!
Just a quick entry to let you know I tracked down my next pair of goal jeans on e-bay. They discontinued the style, (levi's) but I did get my 515 Bootcut Misses in a size 2 off ebay today for $5.50 + shipping. (The shipping was slightly more than the jeans!)
SO!!! My "goal jean" progression of the same style of Levi's remains unbroken, and I hope to have them next week! Heck, I hope to WEAR them next week! That might be a little ambitious...we'll see!
Take care!
SO!!! My "goal jean" progression of the same style of Levi's remains unbroken, and I hope to have them next week! Heck, I hope to WEAR them next week! That might be a little ambitious...we'll see!
Take care!
July 25 - I remember when.....
I Remember When....
I remember thinking that toilet stalls were shrinking. And toilets too.
I remember thinking I'd wrench my back out getting out of my car.
I remember not being able to go comfortably through the turnstiles at Disneyland or any other Land, for that matter.
I remember actually reading the weight limit in the elevator.
I remember not being able to get up off the floor after playing with my son without using a piece of furniture to hoist myself up.
I remember my last bath pre-MF...the water not even covering my belly or chest...
I remember not being able to apply for private health or life insurance.
I remember being self-conscious in the grocery store, seeing passers-by examining the contents of my cart.
I remember buying candy online because I was too embarassed to buy it from the store.
I remember wearing size 7.5 shoes, when I should have been a 6.5.
I remember my size 26 W stretch jeans getting tighter...and tighter...
I remember my dad buying me a 2X t-shirt. And it was tight.
I remember being winded walking from the car into the store.
I remember being winded walking from my driveway to the corner, which is 0.2 miles on a slight incline. Very slight.
I remember being invisible to sales people in the clothing or any other stores.
I remember placing my first MF order.
I remember the day I got my first MF order.
I remember starting MF the day I got my MF order.
I remember NOT going on a pre-MF binge "to make up for all the things I'm going to miss....."
I remember my jeans feeling looser the very next day.
I remember losing 21 lbs the first month.
I remember the day they didn't have to give me an "oversized" robe at the spa.
I remember buying my first pair of "goal jeans" in a size 16W
I remember fitting into them.
I remember going on a cruise and trying to do MF...and feeling like a failure afterwards because I had a few "off program" meals.
I remember never "planning" a cheat
I remember when I hit Onederland.
I remember the day I weighed less than my 6 foot 2 inch husband.
I remember buying my first pair of real running shoes.
I remember using them for the first time in the couch to 5K program.
I remember my first 5K, 9 weeks later.
I remember my first 9 K, 2 weeks after that.
I remember my first 10 K.
I remember registering for my first half marathon.
I remember when I hit 150.
I remember running 8 miles without stopping.
I remember when I hit the 130's (today!)
I remember going from a size 8 jeans to a size 4 jeans in a month. (Last month).
I remember realizing my thighs didn't rub together when I walked anymore.
I commit to stay at or below goal weight when I get there
I commit that if I go above goal weight, I will immediately do the 5&1 to get under goal weight again.
I commit to never overeat 2 meals in a row. Or 2 days in a row.
I commit to model healthy behaviors for my family.
I commit to me. To my life. To my health. To my happiness.
How 'bout you?
I remember thinking I'd wrench my back out getting out of my car.
I remember not being able to go comfortably through the turnstiles at Disneyland or any other Land, for that matter.
I remember actually reading the weight limit in the elevator.
I remember not being able to get up off the floor after playing with my son without using a piece of furniture to hoist myself up.
I remember my last bath pre-MF...the water not even covering my belly or chest...
I remember not being able to apply for private health or life insurance.
I remember being self-conscious in the grocery store, seeing passers-by examining the contents of my cart.
I remember buying candy online because I was too embarassed to buy it from the store.
I remember wearing size 7.5 shoes, when I should have been a 6.5.
I remember my size 26 W stretch jeans getting tighter...and tighter...
I remember my dad buying me a 2X t-shirt. And it was tight.
I remember being winded walking from the car into the store.
I remember being winded walking from my driveway to the corner, which is 0.2 miles on a slight incline. Very slight.
I remember being invisible to sales people in the clothing or any other stores.
I remember placing my first MF order.
I remember the day I got my first MF order.
I remember starting MF the day I got my MF order.
I remember NOT going on a pre-MF binge "to make up for all the things I'm going to miss....."
I remember my jeans feeling looser the very next day.
I remember losing 21 lbs the first month.
I remember the day they didn't have to give me an "oversized" robe at the spa.
I remember buying my first pair of "goal jeans" in a size 16W
I remember fitting into them.
I remember going on a cruise and trying to do MF...and feeling like a failure afterwards because I had a few "off program" meals.
I remember never "planning" a cheat
I remember when I hit Onederland.
I remember the day I weighed less than my 6 foot 2 inch husband.
I remember buying my first pair of real running shoes.
I remember using them for the first time in the couch to 5K program.
I remember my first 5K, 9 weeks later.
I remember my first 9 K, 2 weeks after that.
I remember my first 10 K.
I remember registering for my first half marathon.
I remember when I hit 150.
I remember running 8 miles without stopping.
I remember when I hit the 130's (today!)
I remember going from a size 8 jeans to a size 4 jeans in a month. (Last month).
I remember realizing my thighs didn't rub together when I walked anymore.
I commit to stay at or below goal weight when I get there
I commit that if I go above goal weight, I will immediately do the 5&1 to get under goal weight again.
I commit to never overeat 2 meals in a row. Or 2 days in a row.
I commit to model healthy behaviors for my family.
I commit to me. To my life. To my health. To my happiness.
How 'bout you?
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