I'm not sure why this is, but right when I get to feeling all confident in my accomplishments, little habits threaten a coup. Last night, in the middle of the night, I "felt" hungry when I went to get some water for our little guy at around 3:00 am, so I had a Chocolate Mint Bar (MF). Then at 4:30 he wanted some formula so I prepared a bottle and had a TBSP of Sunbutter (it is peanut-butter made from sunflower seeds...my son is allergic to peanuts...and it's yummy!). Again, just because I "felt" hungry. So I'm counting them as two Medifast meals, and stretching my remaining 4 meals out to every 3 hours today. All is not lost, but it was just another reminder that night-eating does me NO GOOD.
Stay strong y'all, beware of those little decisions that may sabatoge you for the weekend. We all need to focus on our goal. Have a good weekend!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
People Smile at Me More Now!
It's true. It's one thing I started noticing about 30 lbs ago on my weight loss journey. People don't smile at fat people. And I've been fat for most of my life. It's like they don't want to "catch" what I have or something, so they try to have as little contact with me as possible...from not helping me in the store, to looking past me as I'm paying for something to the next person in line (Starbucks, movie theatres, grocery stores, you name it).
And getting a smile out of someone I'm interacting with if I don't know them personally? Forget it!
That was then. Fast forward to now, at a BMI of 28 (still considered overweight, but just barely). People give me their full attention. They smile at me. They want MY attention. They interact with me. They aren't afraid to engage and have a conversation with me. Men open doors for me. They let me go ahead of them instead of pretending they don't even see me.
This new presence of mine is addictive. I like being smiled at. I like being noticed. I like striking up new conversations. I think we all do. We are social creatures. And the invisibility of being overweight is an oppressive, alienating, secluding state. It sucks the life from us. It screams at us "YOU DON'T MATTER!"
Part of me, a very small part, wants to stay fat to spite them. To be non-conformist. To show them they don't get to me. They can't get to me, inside. They can give me their looks of disgust. They can ignore me. They can ask if I want a "gift receipt" with that when I'm buying for my "goal closet". I won't be moved. I won't be hurt.
That's the fat talking. That's what we insulate ourselves from when we are overweight. The hurt. The stares. The people that move when we sit next to them in a movie theatre. That's what we THINK we are insulating ourselves from. But we aren't.
The more fat I have lost, the more LIFE has gotten IN to me. The more my EMOTIONS have gotten OUT of me, instead of being stuffed to the innermost of my being. The LIGHTER I have felt in mind, body and spirit. The more carefree. It's addictive, this feeling. I want it for all of you. I don't want any of you to stop until you are THERE. I want you to put all your fears of failure aside. All your past failures. All you trepidation of "will this work this time...."
YES YES and YES. It will work. I am living proof. From a size 26 (tight) to the current size 8 Misses Levi's I am sitting here blogging in. From the 2XL tops from Walmart to the slinky junior tight-fitting T's with the Mickey Mouse and the Rainbow and the "This is My Happy Shirt!" Logo (Walmart!). It can be done. To any of you who are just starting, or contemplating starting, the ONLY thing standing between where I am and where you are right now is TIME and PERSEVERANCE. You get a handle on those two elements, and you will be successful. I promise.
And getting a smile out of someone I'm interacting with if I don't know them personally? Forget it!
That was then. Fast forward to now, at a BMI of 28 (still considered overweight, but just barely). People give me their full attention. They smile at me. They want MY attention. They interact with me. They aren't afraid to engage and have a conversation with me. Men open doors for me. They let me go ahead of them instead of pretending they don't even see me.
This new presence of mine is addictive. I like being smiled at. I like being noticed. I like striking up new conversations. I think we all do. We are social creatures. And the invisibility of being overweight is an oppressive, alienating, secluding state. It sucks the life from us. It screams at us "YOU DON'T MATTER!"
Part of me, a very small part, wants to stay fat to spite them. To be non-conformist. To show them they don't get to me. They can't get to me, inside. They can give me their looks of disgust. They can ignore me. They can ask if I want a "gift receipt" with that when I'm buying for my "goal closet". I won't be moved. I won't be hurt.
That's the fat talking. That's what we insulate ourselves from when we are overweight. The hurt. The stares. The people that move when we sit next to them in a movie theatre. That's what we THINK we are insulating ourselves from. But we aren't.
The more fat I have lost, the more LIFE has gotten IN to me. The more my EMOTIONS have gotten OUT of me, instead of being stuffed to the innermost of my being. The LIGHTER I have felt in mind, body and spirit. The more carefree. It's addictive, this feeling. I want it for all of you. I don't want any of you to stop until you are THERE. I want you to put all your fears of failure aside. All your past failures. All you trepidation of "will this work this time...."
YES YES and YES. It will work. I am living proof. From a size 26 (tight) to the current size 8 Misses Levi's I am sitting here blogging in. From the 2XL tops from Walmart to the slinky junior tight-fitting T's with the Mickey Mouse and the Rainbow and the "This is My Happy Shirt!" Logo (Walmart!). It can be done. To any of you who are just starting, or contemplating starting, the ONLY thing standing between where I am and where you are right now is TIME and PERSEVERANCE. You get a handle on those two elements, and you will be successful. I promise.
Next Mini Goal Reached
I stepped on the scale this morning and was down another pound...159.5. I made it! I made it into the 150's! And sooner than expected...I had hoped to make it by tomorrow, Friday. But I made it today, Thursday! Yay!
So that makes 107 lbs lost, and 41.5 to go to get to goal. I'm thinking at about 8 lbs/month loss that will take me about 5 more months...end of September. My ultimate goal was to get to my goal by the end of Summer. When is the end of Summer? Isn't it in September? I need a date....9/23/2007 is the day. My goal is to be at my goal by the 22nd, so I can be true to my "goalbysummer" name. I know I can do it.
I love reading the blogs in the morning, first thing, while my little man watches the Disney Channel. I usually have a hard time getting started with my water-drinking, but as I'm reading the blogs it reminds me to get going on it, so I can usually down two 12 oz glasses while I'm reading. For some reason I don't register thirst as thirst. I usually register it as hunger. Isn't that weird? But then when I have that glass or two of water my stress level goes down and I realize it was just what I needed after a night of no water. I just think better and function better when I'm drinking my water.
I did end up going running last night, even though my IPOD battery was too low to be able to use it. I did my customary 2 miles. As it gets easier to do somehow I translate that as "I'm not working hard enough or long enough" but I have to rest in the fact that I am. 20-30 minutes of cardio, when done right, is plenty. I don't need to "kill myself" every time. I am still seeing fantastic results.
Have a great day all!
So that makes 107 lbs lost, and 41.5 to go to get to goal. I'm thinking at about 8 lbs/month loss that will take me about 5 more months...end of September. My ultimate goal was to get to my goal by the end of Summer. When is the end of Summer? Isn't it in September? I need a date....9/23/2007 is the day. My goal is to be at my goal by the 22nd, so I can be true to my "goalbysummer" name. I know I can do it.
I love reading the blogs in the morning, first thing, while my little man watches the Disney Channel. I usually have a hard time getting started with my water-drinking, but as I'm reading the blogs it reminds me to get going on it, so I can usually down two 12 oz glasses while I'm reading. For some reason I don't register thirst as thirst. I usually register it as hunger. Isn't that weird? But then when I have that glass or two of water my stress level goes down and I realize it was just what I needed after a night of no water. I just think better and function better when I'm drinking my water.
I did end up going running last night, even though my IPOD battery was too low to be able to use it. I did my customary 2 miles. As it gets easier to do somehow I translate that as "I'm not working hard enough or long enough" but I have to rest in the fact that I am. 20-30 minutes of cardio, when done right, is plenty. I don't need to "kill myself" every time. I am still seeing fantastic results.
Have a great day all!
Waist Down to 31 1/2 Inches!
Ok, so I didn't lose as much as I'd hoped after my TOM...usually I drop like a rock...but it's ok. I took my waist measurement and it is 31.5 inches. I can't tell you when the last time that was! I am almost in the 20's with my waist! What a dream. I think I started at about 49 inches...Wow. I guess I've lost almost 18 inches off my waist. That is a foot and a half, people! What a dream.
I'm livin' the dream. Keep it up everyone! You will succeed if you keep on program.
I do think the running has definately helped in my recent "shape-shifting". It has made me much leaner, more sleek if I may use that word. For me it's just not an option NOT to run anymore. I run 3 times a week whether I want to or not. 2.5 miles each, and one "longer" run of atleast 4 miles. It's just what I do. My emotions aren't in it half the time, the other half they ARE in it and are saying "stop! quit! turn around!" So I battle myself every time. But my will is stronger than my emotions, and I've been choosing the "right" actions.
2 Peter 1:3-8 has really been my life-verse this year. It talks about adding self control to our knowledge, and then adding perseverance to our self-control. That was the key to me. I was always self-controlled-in small doses. But when I added perseverance to the self-control to the knowledge, it all clicked.
When I make the right choice, God backs me up with the strength to see it through. It's His strength, not mine. When I'm "tooting my horn" I'm really not. I'm praising God for what He has done in my life. Just wanted to share that with y'all.
I'm livin' the dream. Keep it up everyone! You will succeed if you keep on program.
I do think the running has definately helped in my recent "shape-shifting". It has made me much leaner, more sleek if I may use that word. For me it's just not an option NOT to run anymore. I run 3 times a week whether I want to or not. 2.5 miles each, and one "longer" run of atleast 4 miles. It's just what I do. My emotions aren't in it half the time, the other half they ARE in it and are saying "stop! quit! turn around!" So I battle myself every time. But my will is stronger than my emotions, and I've been choosing the "right" actions.
2 Peter 1:3-8 has really been my life-verse this year. It talks about adding self control to our knowledge, and then adding perseverance to our self-control. That was the key to me. I was always self-controlled-in small doses. But when I added perseverance to the self-control to the knowledge, it all clicked.
When I make the right choice, God backs me up with the strength to see it through. It's His strength, not mine. When I'm "tooting my horn" I'm really not. I'm praising God for what He has done in my life. Just wanted to share that with y'all.
Size 6 Levi's Jeans, Here I Come!
Yesterday I went up to Estes Park to visit with some people I hadn't seen in awhile. One of them said I do not look like I weigh 160. That was a huge compliment to me. I don't feel like I weigh 160 either. As a matter of fact, I actually got on my Levi's Misses Size 6 jeans today!!! They are far from ready to be worn in public, but they were on, buttoned and zipped.
Whenever I get a smaller size on I always buy the next size down. So it's time to buy a size 4. That is just crazy. 9 months ago I was in a size 26. 9 months ago I would have never have even dreamed of being a size 6.
There you have it.
Whenever I get a smaller size on I always buy the next size down. So it's time to buy a size 4. That is just crazy. 9 months ago I was in a size 26. 9 months ago I would have never have even dreamed of being a size 6.
There you have it.
Size 6 Levi's Jeans, Here I Come!
Yesterday I went up to Estes Park to visit with some people I hadn't seen in awhile. One of them said I do not look like I weigh 160. That was a huge compliment to me. I don't feel like I weigh 160 either. As a matter of fact, I actually got on my Levi's Misses Size 6 jeans today!!! They are far from ready to be worn in public, but they were on, buttoned and zipped.
Whenever I get a smaller size on I always buy the next size down. So it's time to buy a size 4. That is just crazy. 9 months ago I was in a size 26. 9 months ago I would have never have even dreamed of being a size 6.
There you have it.
Whenever I get a smaller size on I always buy the next size down. So it's time to buy a size 4. That is just crazy. 9 months ago I was in a size 26. 9 months ago I would have never have even dreamed of being a size 6.
There you have it.
On the Eve of my 5-mile Run!
Never would I have thought it possible that just 9 months ago I started Medifast. My life has changed in so many ways. I have a wonderful family, and live in a great place.
I started MF for my son. I had fallen in a parking lot outside my husband's workplace, and was holding my son at the time. He was almost 2 years old. We both hit the asphalt, and it was the scariest moment of my life thus far...and I feel like I've been through some scary times! I vowed then and there that I would lose 150 lbs, because that 150 extra pounds was causing me to be a stumble-bumble. I had too much weight momentum behind me when I took a mis-step that I couldn't regain my footing. I knew that had I been of "normal weight" I would not have ended up on the pavement, and neither would my son. After a trip to the emergency room, we were so thankful that Julian (my son) was actually ok. I went into a depression for a week until I saw the MF add in People magazine (I think it was People...I can't remember now...) and I ordered. Somehow I felt this time would be different.
I have now lost 105 of the 150 lbs I needed to lose. I have not fallen, with or without my son, since that fateful day. I am meeting my goals. In January I began the "Couch Potato to 5K in 9 Week" podcast exercise regimen, and true to it's word, I ran a 5K the week after I finished the 9 week program. The operative word being "ran", not "run-walked" or "walk-ran". I was so thrilled. I was so thrilled that I immediately registered for a 5-MILE run, which is....drum roll please...tomorrow. It's called the "Cherry Creek Sneak" and apparently there will be 50-60 Thousand people taking part in this event. Mayhem. Chaos. And I'll be running 5 Miles. Last weekend I registered for the "Bolder Boulder 10K" which is 6-Miles! I know, crazy, but I am working up to a half-marathon which I'm already registered for in Phoenix next January. That is my ultimate goal, and I should be at my goal weight by then, which is 118.
Also today I registered to be an Arbonne Consultant, which I am very excited for. Since I've been taking care of myself more, including my skin, I just decided "what the heck!" I'm buying the stuff anyway! And, we found out last week that our insurance company will NOT cover Julian's Donor's operation, except for 10K. Since the operation is about 40-50K, that means that we have to come up with the difference IN ADVANCE of the operation. We don't know if Uncle Joe is a match yet, we'll be finding that out in the next couple weeks. But if he is, we have to do it. It would be the best thing for Julian.
For those of you who don't know, my son Julian, who is 2 1/2 years old and the cutest thing in the world (see my photo album), needs a kidney transplant. He is currently on the list to receive a kidney, but it could take a year or two for that to actually happen. So, my uncle is being tested to see if he is a match and has offered to donate one of his kidneys to my little boy. We would love that! So, this new consultancy with Arbonne will help me with that operation, and more importantly it will allow me to save up so we can pay cash for the next one in 10-15 years after the first one. Kidney transplants only last an average of 15 years, so Julian will probably need several throughout his lifetime. We'd like to be able to provide financially for his needs, so there you have it. Basically once he turns 21 he will be uninsurable, because he'll go off of my husband's policy. Sorry if I'm boring you with details, all that to say I am optimistic about the future, and even more optimistic now that I'm over 100 lbs lighter!
Yay God, Yay me!
Weight-wise, my heaviest was 266.5, and this morning I was 161.5 lbs. I'm fully anticipating that by Monday I'll be in the 150's. Do you KNOW when the last time was that I weighed under 160? Try 13 years ago, and I've only been married 15 years! My poor hubby. He is so excited I've been losing all my weight. What a trooper he has been.
Have a great Sunday, and keep on MF-ing!
I started MF for my son. I had fallen in a parking lot outside my husband's workplace, and was holding my son at the time. He was almost 2 years old. We both hit the asphalt, and it was the scariest moment of my life thus far...and I feel like I've been through some scary times! I vowed then and there that I would lose 150 lbs, because that 150 extra pounds was causing me to be a stumble-bumble. I had too much weight momentum behind me when I took a mis-step that I couldn't regain my footing. I knew that had I been of "normal weight" I would not have ended up on the pavement, and neither would my son. After a trip to the emergency room, we were so thankful that Julian (my son) was actually ok. I went into a depression for a week until I saw the MF add in People magazine (I think it was People...I can't remember now...) and I ordered. Somehow I felt this time would be different.
I have now lost 105 of the 150 lbs I needed to lose. I have not fallen, with or without my son, since that fateful day. I am meeting my goals. In January I began the "Couch Potato to 5K in 9 Week" podcast exercise regimen, and true to it's word, I ran a 5K the week after I finished the 9 week program. The operative word being "ran", not "run-walked" or "walk-ran". I was so thrilled. I was so thrilled that I immediately registered for a 5-MILE run, which is....drum roll please...tomorrow. It's called the "Cherry Creek Sneak" and apparently there will be 50-60 Thousand people taking part in this event. Mayhem. Chaos. And I'll be running 5 Miles. Last weekend I registered for the "Bolder Boulder 10K" which is 6-Miles! I know, crazy, but I am working up to a half-marathon which I'm already registered for in Phoenix next January. That is my ultimate goal, and I should be at my goal weight by then, which is 118.
Also today I registered to be an Arbonne Consultant, which I am very excited for. Since I've been taking care of myself more, including my skin, I just decided "what the heck!" I'm buying the stuff anyway! And, we found out last week that our insurance company will NOT cover Julian's Donor's operation, except for 10K. Since the operation is about 40-50K, that means that we have to come up with the difference IN ADVANCE of the operation. We don't know if Uncle Joe is a match yet, we'll be finding that out in the next couple weeks. But if he is, we have to do it. It would be the best thing for Julian.
For those of you who don't know, my son Julian, who is 2 1/2 years old and the cutest thing in the world (see my photo album), needs a kidney transplant. He is currently on the list to receive a kidney, but it could take a year or two for that to actually happen. So, my uncle is being tested to see if he is a match and has offered to donate one of his kidneys to my little boy. We would love that! So, this new consultancy with Arbonne will help me with that operation, and more importantly it will allow me to save up so we can pay cash for the next one in 10-15 years after the first one. Kidney transplants only last an average of 15 years, so Julian will probably need several throughout his lifetime. We'd like to be able to provide financially for his needs, so there you have it. Basically once he turns 21 he will be uninsurable, because he'll go off of my husband's policy. Sorry if I'm boring you with details, all that to say I am optimistic about the future, and even more optimistic now that I'm over 100 lbs lighter!
Yay God, Yay me!
Weight-wise, my heaviest was 266.5, and this morning I was 161.5 lbs. I'm fully anticipating that by Monday I'll be in the 150's. Do you KNOW when the last time was that I weighed under 160? Try 13 years ago, and I've only been married 15 years! My poor hubby. He is so excited I've been losing all my weight. What a trooper he has been.
Have a great Sunday, and keep on MF-ing!
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