Today is another day to recommit to the recent weight-loss efforts. I didn't post my Weigh-in on Friday because I had nothing new to report.
How is that for accountability?
I enjoyed about 3 lbs. of salad at Olive Garden on Friday (thank you, Miffy!), but then I had to go and eat oh-I'll-just-have-half-make-that-a-whole-no-make-that-two breadsticks. Also, my fondness for the PB&J is taking over my life. Yes, I've eaten it on a spoon, but I've had it on bread (GAH! Carbs??), too.
I've cheated on Kimkins. Heh.
So, the scale is still moving downward, thank goodness. I am aiming for 170 by my 30th birthday (September 28, for those who don't know or can never seem to remember. LOL).
So, it's egg whites, tuna, and chicken breasts for me.
In other news, Miss Serious is starting SCHOOL next week. Holy fuck.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Future MILF Weigh-In (This one's for The Walrus)
Starting Weight: 229
Previous Weight: 190
Current Weight: 188
Pounds lost: 2
Total lost: 41
Well, two pounds since Saturday shouldn't be anything to sneeze at, but I am not quite sure why the scale didn't move better this week. My only thought is that I just wasn't consuming enough calories. That happens with me. I get so bored with the options that I just forgo them altogether.
Don't get me wrong... I am in the 180s now, and I am thrilled with that.
I have to say that through all of this -the losses, the stalls, the cravings, the giving in of cravings - the one thing that sticks out as my beacon is The Walrus. He is a constant positive reinforcement for all of my dedication and hard work. Nearly daily, he tells me he is proud of me. Daily he looks at me and says, "I can really tell". Daily he says, "You can do it, baby!" And it's not because he has to say it. He means it.
I might not have as much strength if he weren't by my side in the journey. I'm pretty sure of it. He is someone I can always count on, someone I have always counted on. Even when I confess to a treat cheat, he let's me know that I haven't failed. That is important to me.
He is important to me. And this post is for him.
(not that the dedication of a weight-loss post is all that special, but I think he'll appreciate it?)
Previous Weight: 190
Current Weight: 188
Pounds lost: 2
Total lost: 41
Well, two pounds since Saturday shouldn't be anything to sneeze at, but I am not quite sure why the scale didn't move better this week. My only thought is that I just wasn't consuming enough calories. That happens with me. I get so bored with the options that I just forgo them altogether.
Don't get me wrong... I am in the 180s now, and I am thrilled with that.
I have to say that through all of this -the losses, the stalls, the cravings, the giving in of cravings - the one thing that sticks out as my beacon is The Walrus. He is a constant positive reinforcement for all of my dedication and hard work. Nearly daily, he tells me he is proud of me. Daily he looks at me and says, "I can really tell". Daily he says, "You can do it, baby!" And it's not because he has to say it. He means it.
I might not have as much strength if he weren't by my side in the journey. I'm pretty sure of it. He is someone I can always count on, someone I have always counted on. Even when I confess to a treat cheat, he let's me know that I haven't failed. That is important to me.
He is important to me. And this post is for him.
(not that the dedication of a weight-loss post is all that special, but I think he'll appreciate it?)
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Future MILF Weigh-In
Oy! I didn't realize that I wasn't being a good Future MILFer! Here goes:
Starting Weight: 229
Last Weigh-In: 198
Current Weight-In: 190
Pounds Lost: 8
Total Lost: 39
This was as of Saturday, August 11.
The sizes are going down. 16W pants fit quite perfectly, if not a little on the loose sides, and I'm even starting to try on, and fit into, clothing from the Misses section.
The Walrus is in a constant state of "noticing", which really helps in endeavors such as these. When he hugs me, he notices. When I am changing my clothes, he notices. Sex is even better, people! Less tummy between the both of us. He says my butt is shrinking (Praise the Lawrd!), and I think my bra size has gone down from a 42-44DD to a 40D.
My confidence is soaring, too. I mean, yeah, I'm still 190 lbs. at 5'1" which is nothing to brag about, but I feel much sexier. Curvy.
I've seen some flak about Kimkins lately, and frankly, I can't say I disagree with everything written. But, if nothing else, it's taught me some things about myself. For instance, a Value Meal needn't be consumed at 10:00 pm just because I am passing by the Golden Arches. It's okay to consume meat not surrounded by sugary white dough. I don't need cheese on everything, either.
I worked out five days this week. Got "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne on my iPod and it just makes me rock out. I also picked up Kelly Clarkson's My December album which is GOOD (check out track 4, "Sober" - delish! Not a good workout song, however, except for a cool down), but I could use some workout song suggestions.
Please scroll down and read my "Imagine" post.
P.S. Miffy, your heartache is my heartache. I'm thinking of you always.
Starting Weight: 229
Last Weigh-In: 198
Current Weight-In: 190
Pounds Lost: 8
Total Lost: 39
This was as of Saturday, August 11.
The sizes are going down. 16W pants fit quite perfectly, if not a little on the loose sides, and I'm even starting to try on, and fit into, clothing from the Misses section.
The Walrus is in a constant state of "noticing", which really helps in endeavors such as these. When he hugs me, he notices. When I am changing my clothes, he notices. Sex is even better, people! Less tummy between the both of us. He says my butt is shrinking (Praise the Lawrd!), and I think my bra size has gone down from a 42-44DD to a 40D.
My confidence is soaring, too. I mean, yeah, I'm still 190 lbs. at 5'1" which is nothing to brag about, but I feel much sexier. Curvy.
I've seen some flak about Kimkins lately, and frankly, I can't say I disagree with everything written. But, if nothing else, it's taught me some things about myself. For instance, a Value Meal needn't be consumed at 10:00 pm just because I am passing by the Golden Arches. It's okay to consume meat not surrounded by sugary white dough. I don't need cheese on everything, either.
I worked out five days this week. Got "Girlfriend" by Avril Lavigne on my iPod and it just makes me rock out. I also picked up Kelly Clarkson's My December album which is GOOD (check out track 4, "Sober" - delish! Not a good workout song, however, except for a cool down), but I could use some workout song suggestions.
Please scroll down and read my "Imagine" post.
P.S. Miffy, your heartache is my heartache. I'm thinking of you always.
Imagine
Stealing this from Oh, The Joys and It Is What It Is. Perhaps if enough women see it and get the goosebumps, they will begin to imagine it, too.
Imagine A Woman
Patricia Lynn Reilly
Imagine a woman
who believes it is right and good she is woman.
A woman who honors her experience and tells her stories.
Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life.
Imagine a woman
who believes she is good.
A woman who trusts and respects herself.
Who listens to her needs and desires and meets them with tenderness and grace.
Imagine a woman
who has acknowledged the past's influence on the present.
A woman who has walked through her past.
Who has healed into the present.
Imagine a woman
who authors her own life.
A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.
Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and to her wisest voice.
Imagine a woman
who names her own gods.
A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness.
Who designs her own spirituality and allows it to inform her daily life.
Imagine a woman
in love with her own body.
A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is.
Who celebrates her body and its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.
Imagine a woman
who honors the face of the Goddess in her changing face.
A woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom.
Who refuses to use her precious life energy disguising the changes in her body and life.
Imagine a woman
who values the women in her life.
A woman who sits in circles of women.
Who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets.
Imagine yourself as this woman.
Copyright 1995 Patricia Lynn Reilly
Imagine A Woman
Patricia Lynn Reilly
Imagine a woman
who believes it is right and good she is woman.
A woman who honors her experience and tells her stories.
Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life.
Imagine a woman
who believes she is good.
A woman who trusts and respects herself.
Who listens to her needs and desires and meets them with tenderness and grace.
Imagine a woman
who has acknowledged the past's influence on the present.
A woman who has walked through her past.
Who has healed into the present.
Imagine a woman
who authors her own life.
A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.
Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and to her wisest voice.
Imagine a woman
who names her own gods.
A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness.
Who designs her own spirituality and allows it to inform her daily life.
Imagine a woman
in love with her own body.
A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is.
Who celebrates her body and its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.
Imagine a woman
who honors the face of the Goddess in her changing face.
A woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom.
Who refuses to use her precious life energy disguising the changes in her body and life.
Imagine a woman
who values the women in her life.
A woman who sits in circles of women.
Who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets.
Imagine yourself as this woman.
Copyright 1995 Patricia Lynn Reilly
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