The numbers:
3.4 lbs lost / 19.6 total lbs lost / 20.4 P2G

Holy Cats!

Ok – here’s the thing…I am SO thrilled about losing weight this past week. After I weighed in Tuesday night, I felt great – determined to get the last 20 lbs off. Then yesterday I went to Olive Garden for lunch. The meal actually wasn’t bad, WW point-wise. It was the dessert. That was really the first time I REALLY strayed from eating healthy, and I’m beating myself up a little bit about it. I’m happy about the weight loss. Frustrated about the dessert. So not worth it.

Or should that be “Standing Still”?

Since I last posted, a month or so ago, I’ve been on a slow decline. Wavering just 3-4 pounds for a couple of weeks, not doing much to lose more, but not doing much to gain back, either.

So what does that mean? I’ve fallen off the radar, not off the wagon really. I’m still doing some strength training – in my yard, with bricks, and shovels, and rakes and things. I’m getting a good workout in my fingers, with all the typing at all the other blogs I fiddle with, and I’m eating more cottage cheese and grapefruit than I ever thought I would.

We’ve still maintained a good selection of food in the house, with the occasional splurge in moderation, still balance a protein with a carb and veggie, still just … still.

I don’t want to get on my treadmill. I don’t want to get all stinky and sweaty unless pretty flowers are the result of that workout. The most running I want to do is running for my camera because I forgot it in the house.

There. I’ve said it.

I still get on the scale every day. I’m still trying, at least a little, but not more than before. I’m still down 22.5 pounds since late December, wiggle wiggle, and trying for another 10 over the next couple of months. I just don’t want to have to try so hard. Good grief. I’ve changed everything – do I really have to sweat, too?!

Anyhoo, here I are. Sorry I’ve been absent, I will try to be better.

Hope you’re all doing well!!!

I haven’t posted here in quite some time. It seems like I’ve lost my motivation, though I haven’t lost the pounds. Ack. Where is my willpower? Have you seen it? Please send it home if you see it.

Next week, I start water aerobics at a new place. The community ed program I usually go to — at a school, with mostly senior citizens — isn’t having a class this spring, so I’ve signed up for a class at the Y. On one hand, I’m excited, as it’s a beautiful new facility. On the other hand, I’m petrified. You’re really on display in this place — it’s atrium-like, so it’ll be like exercising in a fish bowl. In a bathing suit. When you have at least 30 lbs to lose. And I’m convinced that the people in this class won’t all be senior citizens. Some will be young and fit, no doubt. I’m hoping for a few middle-aged unfit people like myself so I’ll feel more at home. Sigh.

You couldn’t have ALL reached your goals already.

I don’t really know what happened to me back there but it can be said I fell off of the wagon! But two weeks ago I realised that and had a rethink.

A good friend pointed out to me that depending on what type of day I’m having I sometimes struggle (physically) to stand on the scales and that affects the reading I get. when I lost weight before she reminded me, I did weigh myself but not often and I paid more attention to what my tape measure said.

I hunted out my trusty tape measure and measured various parts of my body (waist, chest, boobs, hips, thighs). I’m not going to lie, they were scary, scary numbers. But I knew they were lower than they’d been a few months ago so I put it behind me and took a few baby steps to being healthy once again.

That was two weeks ago and I had another date with my trusty tape measure and scales this morning. The scales show a loss of 1.5 lb. The tape measure shows an inch off here, an inch off there (including three inches off of my hips!!!!) For a total inch loss of 6.75 inches in two weeks.

So I’m happy and I think I’ll keep up my fortnightly meetings with my tape measure!

~Emma

I’ve been sick. And I mean sick. Strep throat hit me like a ton of bricks and I’m still trying to recover. I’ve got a call into my doctor now. I’ve had three days of antibiotics and my throat is still raw but at least the fever is behind me. I HOPE.

Meanwhile, if the scale holds true (and I’m not sure it will considering I’m pretty sure I sweated out about five of it breakign my fever) I’m down a total of 46.8 lbs with 123.2 Pounds 2 Go.

This little bout with illness has been a major reminder to me of what finally made everything click. I want my health. And I want it to be GOOD. Last fall and early winter I was sick all the time with all the germs the kids were bringing home and I was having a more difficult time healing than they were. And I was having migraines. I’m happy to say I haven’t seen hide nor hair of a migraine in a little over 3 months and what a coincidence? This week (the 18th) I celebrated my 3rd month on this journey.

I’m not ever turning back. Being sick sucks.

The numbers:
.6 lbs lost / 16.2 total lbs lost / 23.8 P2G
Yay. A loss.

I had forgotten about Easter during the week, then Saturday it hit me: “Yikes…tomorrow I will be going to lunch where there will be ham. And mashed potatoes. And…CAKE.” Totally unprepared. I had used most of my extra WW weekly points earlier in the week.

In the end I did fine over Easter. I didn’t eat any chocolate or candy, but I did indulge in ham. I LOVE baked ham.

Last night at my WW meeting, someone mentioned that the best part of being on WW (and eating a healthy diet in general), is that she no longer feels miserable in the evenings because she ate so much during the day. That really has been the biggest surprise for me as well, and until she said it I really didn’t recognize it. I haven’t had that “blah” feeling since I started, and what a good feeling that is!