I have skipped the last two weeks, but I don't want to be removed from the Future MILF list, so I am going to log on today and tell you what I have been up to.
I didn't renew my Weight Watchers membership because right now, $40 a month is a bit much for us. Besides, we joined the YMCA (for less than the WW membership!!) and they have the Commit To Be Fit program, which includeds weekly weigh-ins and meetings, and it doesn't cost anything additional. I am going to start hitting that next week.
At my last WW meeting on Feb 13, I had lost .4 lbs (note: that is NOT 4 lbs. but .4) in two weeks. Not very encouraging, but I know, I know, at least I didn't gain.
I am not sure what is wrong with me. I start a weight-loss program and start seeing results, and then a few weeks in, I totally lose my motivation. I know if I count my points, I can do this. I just get so resentful that I can't eat whatever I want (like heading to the Chinese restaurant for lunch with friends).
The numbers on the home scale are moving back up. WHAT?? Maybe I'm not working out enough? I do a 45-minute Step class twice a week, Body Pump once a week (should do that more often), and usually something else in there. On Monday, I was trained on the circuit at the YMCA, but haven't gone back to do it since. Perhaps I should just start getting up early in the mornings to go. I do it once per week for Body Pump. Miss Silly did not like Kid Care when I put her in it (threw up on herself after 10 minutes of screaming), so I am not sure working out during the day is an option for me. I run out the door after The Walrus gets home so I can get to my Step class...
Excuses, excuses. I just need to make a schedule and stick to it. I LIKE working out now, and I WANT to go... I just have to work it out so that there is a SET time Mama goes to the Y and that's it. Some nights, the kids and The Walrus go with me and swim. Just have to make that a priority.
So, it looks like, according to the home scale, I might be up 3 lbs.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Saturday, February 3, 2007
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
WW Weigh-In
Weighed in last night at WW. I will save that report for Friday.
I simply cannot get ahold of whatever is ahold of me. I just want to STUFF my face lately!! I don't know what is up with that.
However, I've kicked the exercise up a bunch of notches with a Step class on Monday, H.A.B.I.T. (Hips, Abs, Butt, Incredible Thighs) on Tuesday, and Body Pump (working out with a barbell) this morning. Yay me! I'm really proud of myself for getting to the Y three days already.
Have you ever been so bored/stir crazy at home that you just pack the kids in the car and drive around aimlessly? That was what I did today. I can't eat, can't spend money... what else is there?
Do you ever get sick of playing Princess? As in, Ariel, Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast? This has become a nightly routine for Miss Serious and I - acting out the entire movies from start to finish. I guess I should be happy that she has that kind of imagination.
I am feeling so restless today. It's hard to explain. I have ideas I want to build upon, and projects that either need follow-through or total abandonment. I am going to shamelessly plug myself (snicker) and tell you that I am a Passion Diva, as well as a Stuffer Of Friends. I also signed up to sell Cookie Lee Jewelry, but haven't pursued that as I should... I lost my mojo sometime in December. But I have been super psyched about another opportunity, Inspired Aroma, which sells coffees and teas. I don't know if I am hooked on direct sales, or just hooked on the newness of things, the excitement of trying something different. But I am having a party and EVERYONE is super-excited about it. I have over 20 people coming! If that doesn't help build some excitement, I don't know what will!
My girls are running around in bathing suits right now. Bless their innocence and lack of a need for negative self-image. Reason number 369 to lose the weight.
I simply cannot get ahold of whatever is ahold of me. I just want to STUFF my face lately!! I don't know what is up with that.
However, I've kicked the exercise up a bunch of notches with a Step class on Monday, H.A.B.I.T. (Hips, Abs, Butt, Incredible Thighs) on Tuesday, and Body Pump (working out with a barbell) this morning. Yay me! I'm really proud of myself for getting to the Y three days already.
Have you ever been so bored/stir crazy at home that you just pack the kids in the car and drive around aimlessly? That was what I did today. I can't eat, can't spend money... what else is there?
Do you ever get sick of playing Princess? As in, Ariel, Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast? This has become a nightly routine for Miss Serious and I - acting out the entire movies from start to finish. I guess I should be happy that she has that kind of imagination.
I am feeling so restless today. It's hard to explain. I have ideas I want to build upon, and projects that either need follow-through or total abandonment. I am going to shamelessly plug myself (snicker) and tell you that I am a Passion Diva, as well as a Stuffer Of Friends. I also signed up to sell Cookie Lee Jewelry, but haven't pursued that as I should... I lost my mojo sometime in December. But I have been super psyched about another opportunity, Inspired Aroma, which sells coffees and teas. I don't know if I am hooked on direct sales, or just hooked on the newness of things, the excitement of trying something different. But I am having a party and EVERYONE is super-excited about it. I have over 20 people coming! If that doesn't help build some excitement, I don't know what will!
My girls are running around in bathing suits right now. Bless their innocence and lack of a need for negative self-image. Reason number 369 to lose the weight.
Monday, January 29, 2007
The Weekend
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This was a good weekend for us, activity-wise. I had been looking forward to Saturday for quite awhile. It started off with me getting a Papaya Enzyme Facial from my mom at the salon she works at. This involves lots of cool goop being spread on your face with a little paint brush. It feels so nice. Then she proceeds to give you a leg and foot massage and then an upper back and arm and hand massage. I looooooovvvve me some hand massages.
After that, I headed downstairs to get my feet all pampered and pretty. Full-on Spa Pedicure, complete with sugar scrub, mask, and foot massage (yes, that's right, my feet got massaged twice). Finish it off with a nice, not-too-showy color and you've got pretty tootsies.
Spa manicure next with paraffin wax treatment (my hands get so dry they crack and bleed in the winter). That TOTALLY worked! My hands have looked and felt much better since Saturday.
Then my in-laws came down to watch the girls so The Walrus and I could head to a game night at our friends' house. Oh what fun! Sitting around with a bunch of adults, talking like adults, saying adult things, playing games, laughing... it was just what this Mama needed after a week on Vomit Detail.
And you know, a party always comes complete with snacks - lots of good snacks. I had kept all of my flex points for this weekend. I didn't want to go too nuts, and I actually did pretty great at the party. There was a kick-ass artichoke dip there and I had some of that (yeah, I know, not too great, but I could have eaten more), and there were cookies (I had a few), fruit, veggies, chips, chips, chips, etc. I skipped the cake, most of the chips. The point is, I showed restraint. I did much better than I would have if I wouldn't have been On Program.
The next day was a corned beef and cabbage dinner at my Nana's house. My Irish blood runs greener on days like this... I love this meal. So does The Walrus, though more so when he hasn't had a few too many the night before. I am not as proud of myself with this experience. I think I just threw in the towel at one point, eating a brownie, but I was able to skip the angel food cake - one of my favorites. So there's that, I guess.
Off to the YMCA today where Miss Serious will be in a class and I'll check Miss Silly into Kid Care for the first time and I can work out for an hour, then maybe take a little swim.
I weigh in at WW tomorrow. I gotta work off that corned beef meal!!
Friday, January 26, 2007
Ooops, slight misunderstanding...
I was wondering why people thought I lost five pounds, but looking back at my post I see it. When I put --5, I meant my current weight on my home scale now ends with a 5 (and I leave the first two digits blank)... and for the record, my current WW weight ends in an 8.
Sorry for the confusion.
Miss Silly was on the mend today after a bit of a "if she throws up again you'll have to take her to the hospital" scare last night. Thankfully, we seem to be in the clear. I am so sick of vomit I could vomit.
Miss Serious was playing at a friend's house today and her friend, a 5 year-old, BIT her. Drew blood. Gross. How many 5 year-olds still bite? I've been lucky with my kids not being physically aggressive. Miss Serious is a button-pusher, that's for sure, and Miss Silly is highly stubborn (thank you, Walrus), but neither have been biters or hitters.
I wish I had some clever, witty things to say, but I've had a pretty boring week. I did, however, make it to the YMCA and rode a bike for 30 minutes (went 10 miles) and then did a treadmill-like machine that makes you feel like you're hiking up a mountain. Know how you get the pools of sweat in your bra? I got it in my underwear. Weird.
Did you ever notice that when you're a big girl and try to buy cute underwear it looks less cute because, well, it's still big underwear?
Sorry for the confusion.
Miss Silly was on the mend today after a bit of a "if she throws up again you'll have to take her to the hospital" scare last night. Thankfully, we seem to be in the clear. I am so sick of vomit I could vomit.
Miss Serious was playing at a friend's house today and her friend, a 5 year-old, BIT her. Drew blood. Gross. How many 5 year-olds still bite? I've been lucky with my kids not being physically aggressive. Miss Serious is a button-pusher, that's for sure, and Miss Silly is highly stubborn (thank you, Walrus), but neither have been biters or hitters.
I wish I had some clever, witty things to say, but I've had a pretty boring week. I did, however, make it to the YMCA and rode a bike for 30 minutes (went 10 miles) and then did a treadmill-like machine that makes you feel like you're hiking up a mountain. Know how you get the pools of sweat in your bra? I got it in my underwear. Weird.
Did you ever notice that when you're a big girl and try to buy cute underwear it looks less cute because, well, it's still big underwear?
Future M.I.L.F. Weigh-In One:
I know that I've just had you guys waiting in utter anticipation for this number. See, my Weigh-in day at WW is Tuesday nights. I am not quite sure how to coincide that with Weigh-in Day for MILFs, so for now, unless otherwise instructed by the M.I.L.F. Diva, I am going to use my Tuesday weight for weigh-in days.
And without further ado:
Pounds lost: 3.8
Woooo hoooo! That's on the first week of WW. Thank you, thank you very much. Doesn't make me any less obese, but I'll get there.
I've decided I'm going to weigh-in on our home scale on Fridays, too. Maybe this is overkill and unnecessary but what the hell. Who's gonna care? So, next week I'll post my Tuesday weight loss as well as my Friday weight-loss. So, my at-home weight today is:
--5
Ha! You thought I would post it in it's entirety, didn't ya? Nope! Actually, that's about 3 or so pounds down from the last time I weighed on that scale, but that scale is unreliable.
I need a little help here. I don't understand where this is coming from, but thoughts of resentment toward losing weight are creeping into my head. Getting a little peeved about not being able to eat what I want, etc. I hate when I start to feel like that because it's so easy to betray myself, and then I can really stuff my face. During my last weight-loss venture I did the Fat Smash Diet, as seen on Celebrity Fit Club on Vh-1, and I lost 10 or so pounds and then one day I ate a whole box of macaroni and cheese. Why do I do this to myself? I have no discipline.
But, if not now, when? Right? I have to do it. If you're this full of self-loathing appearance-wise, then you need to just step up to the plate and do it, right?
Because, if not now, when?
And without further ado:
Pounds lost: 3.8
Woooo hoooo! That's on the first week of WW. Thank you, thank you very much. Doesn't make me any less obese, but I'll get there.
I've decided I'm going to weigh-in on our home scale on Fridays, too. Maybe this is overkill and unnecessary but what the hell. Who's gonna care? So, next week I'll post my Tuesday weight loss as well as my Friday weight-loss. So, my at-home weight today is:
--5
Ha! You thought I would post it in it's entirety, didn't ya? Nope! Actually, that's about 3 or so pounds down from the last time I weighed on that scale, but that scale is unreliable.
I need a little help here. I don't understand where this is coming from, but thoughts of resentment toward losing weight are creeping into my head. Getting a little peeved about not being able to eat what I want, etc. I hate when I start to feel like that because it's so easy to betray myself, and then I can really stuff my face. During my last weight-loss venture I did the Fat Smash Diet, as seen on Celebrity Fit Club on Vh-1, and I lost 10 or so pounds and then one day I ate a whole box of macaroni and cheese. Why do I do this to myself? I have no discipline.
But, if not now, when? Right? I have to do it. If you're this full of self-loathing appearance-wise, then you need to just step up to the plate and do it, right?
Because, if not now, when?
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