Where you ask. In those comfy shorts from last summer that are now tight. Yes, i went to put on my comfy shorts one warm day. And *gasp* they weren’t loose and roomy like I remembered them. I have worked out every day since then. I have cut out the junk with the exception of my sons homemade birthday cake. But that was one piece. The next day i threw the rest of the cake out.

I am drinking 88+ ounces of water daily and craving it now. So I have been at it over a week and no weight loss but I feel better. I am not discouraged by the lack of loss because its only a week. If I go a month without a loss, you’ll hear the tears *wink*

Is it?

I cruised through my first three weeks of WW, losing 8.6 lbs total.  In three weeks!  I thought I was a weight loss rock star.  Then last week a stepped on the scale to a meager 0.2 pound loss.  I wasn’t expecting it.  I hadn’t changed much from the weeks before.  In fact, I had exercised more. The sudden stop in progress gave me diet whiplash, and I cried like a baby in my WW meeting.  They gave me lots of support and encouragement, but I kept looking for my source of failure.

I am a bit of a perfectionist.  You should know that, like, right now.

That evening I went for a walk to earn some activity points and get the week started off – literally – on the right foot.  My walks generally involve pushing my 2-year-old around the park in her stroller.  She’s not always easy to coax into the stroller (“Me walk!”) so we’ve had discussions about how mommy needs to exercise to stay healthy and take care of her.

The next morning, she was doing laps around the kitchen, pushing her dolly in the stroller.  As she cruised by, she looked at me and said “Exercise! Like mommy!”

Do you see where I’m headed with this?

For me, losing weight isn’t all about the weight.  In some respects, I am a slave to the scale just like everybody else.  But the larger scope of this work is to eat healthier, to exercise more, to take care of myself, and to provide my daughter a healthy model of a woman who is strong, sexy, and comfortable in her own skin.  I never had that, and I want it for her as much as I want her to have a good education.

She showed me that I am becoming a small part of the woman – of the mother – that I want to be. And this week, that was enough.

Good evening. My name is Sitting Still and I am a fat chick.

Oh, wait… wrong meeting. (I was wondering about those donuts.)
I’ve stalked some of your blogs, wearing all black to make myself look thinner. Some of you know me from my little corner of the blogosphere, where I can use PhotoShop to make myself look thinner. And to many of you, I’m new, and now you know that I am not thin at all.

Hello!

I’m joining you here on P2G in need of support on my weight loss mission. I’m also hoping that I will have tidbits to share, so that I can help inspire, empathize with, and add new energy to the community you have going here.

I started WW four weeks ago with 36.2 pounds to go. I’ve lost 8.8 pounds so far. That makes 27.4 P2G.

Which means, of course, that I’m going to be around a while. Lucky you?

But I have to just stop for a bit.   I need to get some stuff together.   I will be around commenting and blogging.  But not as often.

I just can’t do this now.

Things just don’t ever seem to slow down do they?

I didn’t eat as well as I should have this weekend, BUT I also didn’t eat as bad as I would have in the past (or as much!)

The past week I’ve been so crazy-busy spring cleaning, getting the house ready to be painted and the carpets ripped up and new flooring laid down that I haven’t had time to exercise in a formal workout. But the good news is I’ve burned so many calories with all the deep spring cleaning, purging of unused, unwanted junk, and painting that I’ve been sore enough for a dozen workouts. :zombie:

We still have to lay the new flooring in the first bathroom and the hallway but that stage of the project is finished. I’m nearly finished pulling all of the ugly wallpaper border down in the kitchen and then I can paint it.

You might have the idea by now that we have a lot going on around here.

Now, I have a confession to make. I’ve quit Weight Watchers.  But before you all rush to reassure me and tell me I should go back I’d like to plead my case. First of all, I was never comfortable there. Second of all I didn’t hear much emphasis on nutrition. Just what you could get away with and stay within your points. And the humiliation of the mass weighin was more than I could take.

I am still working at it though. I’m using SparkPeople.com and logging all of my food there. For the first time in my life I’m weighing and measuring my food, reading labels, and learning to count calories and make truly good choices based on nutrition. My husband is more and more open to these good choices and purchases in the grocery store too because as I’m learning I’m sharing with him.

I’m also logging my exercise. I’m moving in some form or other (heavy-duty housework or a formal workout) 5 days a week.

I also bought a new digital scale. It’s measuring me higher than my old unreliable one but that was to be expected. I just haven’t figured out how to adjust my recorded weights. So for now I’m just trying to get down to where the old scale said I was. :rant: 

On a happy note, my new jeans (the ones I bought a couple of weeks ago that were a size smaller than where I started in January) are starting to get very loose in the ass, crotch and thighs. They are comfortable around the waist and I have a feeling that’s going to be the worst place for me to lose weight. They say the fat you accumulate under stress goes straight to the midsection and that, combined with three pregnancies over the course of 3.5 years plus all delivered as C-sections, has totally obliterated all hint of my waistline. I’m a large round ball, where my weight used to distribute all over, now the worst of it is in my stomach and ass. Of course I’m still fat all over but even more is in my stomach and ass.

UGH :bawling:

But I’m working on it and thanks to taking my measurements back on February 6th I know I’ve lost 2.25 inches in my waist alone in the past month and 1.75 inches off my hips.

:yahoo: :dance:

It’s been one of those weird weeks of eating healthy and still no weight loss. I’m bummed, but I think most of it has to do with the high sodium intake this weekend. Oh, and no exercise this whole week (daughter was sick and hubby out of town!)

BTW, I had some friends over this weekend and got rid of the infamous donuts – all but four – and I have more company coming Tuesday and will pawn them off as well. Good thing I froze them, because, to be honest with you, they’re really not that great when frozen and defrosted. So, that hurdle has been dismantled.

A big welcome to the new folks. This is a wonderful site for support in our weight-loss journey!

Pounds to go: 5.8 for the 10 pounds goal; 21.8 for the ultimate goal.

Hello! :: waving frantically :: How are y’all? My my, it has been a while, yes?

I have a ton of excuses. I bailed on Crazy MomCat with the six day kick start plan. This past week I hit a pretty big low. I was so busy, so insanely stressed, I cracked. I had an emotional six car pile up. It ended Friday with me crying on the floor in the bathroom for two hours trying to get the courage to drive away forever or jump ship.

I won’t go in to depth here, it’s really not the point, the point is that everyone has excuses or reasons not to do something and the thing I love about the Body for Life plan is that he tells you to know “it’s not if, it’s WHEN things get in the way of your plan.” ‘Cause selling a house, taking on two more jobs on top of the full time job you have, raising a 16 month old you love and take to swimming, the library, playgroup, well.. it can be a bit much. And then you’ll laps back into letting life get in the way of taking care of YOU and that’s when you end up on the kitchen floor crying. (and by You I mean ME.)

So I’m here. I’m alive. I’m better this week. (Note to self: They call them antidepressents for a reason. Take them. Trust me.) I’m ready to start Monday with a workout and water. Suprisingly, I did work out four times and did YOGA last week. I ran and lifted. I drank a lot of water. I also didn’t eat HORRIBLE, but not great either. I’m sure my mental ability to handle stress was crap because that’s what I eat when I’m stressed. You are what you eat. It’s true. I can tell you that for fact.