Weigh In at the PT office

I finally got weighed today. In the past two weeks, I've lost 1.5 pounds. According to their scale, I'm now 208, when I was 209.5 to start. So, it's only 1.5 pounds, but every pound counts, right? I'm now supposed to do a food journal to turn in next week, and that's helping me to watch what I eat more, so we'll see how this weight loss picks up over the next couple of weeks.

I feel stronger, more able to do things, little hurts are starting to go away, and I'm confident that I'll reach my goal. They did not measure inches, but I'm positive that I've lost inches because of the small difference in how my clothes fit.

I'm working hard, working every single day to reach this goal of becoming 150 lbs. And I appreciate this opportunity to post my progress to others who are working hard to get healthy too! Thanks gals!

Stats:

Current weight: 208

Weight lost: 1.5 lbs.

Maintain, Not Gain

I've not gained weight. But, I didn't lose weight either. I really wanted to get in the 160's over the break. I just got my new running shoes, and I'm anxious to break them in. I have 1 more week to try and loose 3 pounds. Wish me luck!

Rose's Monday Weigh-In

I don't wanna report!!!

But I'm doing it anyway!

148 pounds.

There, I said it!  Ick.

All candy this week is FORBIDDEN (exception:  Claey's hard candies... if I MUST indulge).

I will not eat ANY candy (except Claey's) until my weigh-in next week!  None!  Zilch!  (What if I sniff a wrapper?)

Rose's Monday Weigh-In

Good News:
I weighed 138 pounds this morning, making my total weight loss 60 pounds.

Bad News:
That's because I was sick last night.

Well, maybe if I'm good this week, the weight will stay off.  What do you think the chances are of that with Christmas around the corner?  :)

New Post Day

I'm moving my official post day to a different day. I'm still not sure what day it will be because I'm now going to a personal trainer here in town for the next six weeks and they are going to be measuring me and tracking my progress. I just don't know what day of the week that will happen.

I'm pretty dang excited about this. It's my husband's Christmas present to me, though he wouldn't call it that (he's not a big holiday guy). I go in to work out three to four times a week with Paul, my personal trainer, and then work out on my own the other days of the week. So far, I've only been in two times and all he had me do was walk and ride a recumbent bike. Even though that's all I did, I'm still sore. That's how pathetically out of shape I am! Next week though, he's adding in weights, and picking up the cardio part, as well as making me keep a food journal for him to see so he can help me pinpoint my problem areas. His goal for me losing weight is not to lose a bunch all at once. According to Paul, people usually end up gaining it back again because they didn't lose the weight very efficiently to begin with. It's not a quick fix. So, he's going to try and keep me at 2 pounds a week and help me learn the skills I need to lose the rest of it.

Exciting, huh?

So, in the next six weeks, I will be losing between 10 and 15 pounds. Mark my words on that. Six weeks means by... let's see... January 28. And this means that sometime in June, I'll have reached my goal weight of 150. I'm up for the challenge!

Yipee! I can't wait!

did anyone watch last night?

Last night was awesome. It was the finale of this season's The Biggest Loser. I never used to watch this show, but after getting a couple of the videos (and loving them!), I thought I'd check it out. My rule is that I generally work out on the elliptical for 45 minutes while watching it, so I'm super motivated :-)

Anyway, it was AWESOME! These people LOOK SO GREAT!! I was reading this article about the show, and how it's just completely transformed the way the medical profession looks at obesity and weight loss. Before, I guess it was widely accepted in the professional realm that nothing could be done for morbidly obese people. Too bad. There were too many factors and nothing (but surgery I suppose) would get them to lose the weight. Then this show decided to take on that preconceived notion, and kicked it in the butt. Literally.

So all around I'm incredibly inspired today. The fact that some of the women (even the pansy women I didn't even like all season) weighed in last night at LESS THAT WHAT I WEIGH really makes me think harder that I can do this. Many of these people needed to lose 100 pounds, or more! I could stand to lose 40. If I just lost 10 or 20 I'd feel SO GREAT. (Not that it's not impossible to lose 100 pounds! Anyone can do it!)

Here were some of my favorites from last night (I apologize for the hyperlinks... I couldn't get the images to copy from NBC.com, boo!):

• Patrick, the winner, is the nicest guy and first weighed in at 400 pounds and finished at 219. Literally, when he walked out last night, I gasped and then started crying. He looks amazing.
  
  
• Ada, the girl who kicked butt all season, started at 258 and ended at 159 (99 pounds!!). Lots of people loved her; she had a pretty non-supportive family that didn't send her letters and stuff, so we all just ached for her. And she kicked her pounds to the curb pretty much every week.
  
  
• Mark, WOW, went from 421 to 208 pounds. He won the at-home prize, which meant he was eliminated but because he lost the most weight out of everyone who was eliminated, he still got a boatload of cash.
  
  
• Adam, another WOW, went from 402 to 220, and essentially became dang HOT.
  
  
• Jesse, the clown of the show (I've noticed a lot of these "fat" people are just so funny and sincere and sweet; I guess someone who doesn't think they have the "looks" then develop a killer fabulous personality. Jesse was no exception), went from 369 to 203.
  
  
• Lisa... I didn't really like Lisa all that much because she was kind of whiny and other excellent competitors (Adam, Jesse, etc.) were sent home instead of her because she wasn't a "threat" to winning the game... but, that being said, she did go from 288 pounds to 191, and she looks great.

Observations about the show:

• This season, oddly, a lot of the contestants -- even the winner! -- still didn't finish in a "normal" BMI for their height and weight. Interesting. That means even though the finale is said and done, they still have work to do. Like I said, most of women still weigh more than me, although a few now weigh less!
  
  
• My favorite part of the show isn't the weigh-ins or the "game" or even the people -- it's the workouts. It's seeing them sweat and GRUNT and cry -- because I do all of those things. Just this morning. And every time when I'm really working hard. It inspires me to keep at it, because that sweating and grunting and crying can reap amazing rewards.
  
  
• The show tends to show these people, as large people, stuffing their faces with bad food. It's seriously disgusting to watch. BUT it's also reflective... since don't I occasionally stuff my face with bad food? And it dribbles on my shirt and I probably look disgusting? Um, yes. That is motivation to stop!!
  
  
• I also have to remind myself that this show takes place over the course of eight months. By watching TV, many of us can quite easily think this change happened overnight. Not true. Hard work for eight solid months. If I worked hard for eight solid months, what could I accomplish? Maybe I should find out.
  

OK, well you guys rock. I love this blog and I seriously need it. We all need somewhere to go to be motivated, and even just writing this motivates me. This morning I did the Biggest Loser Boot Camp AND I took a brisk walk with my son. Felt good. And I haven't eaten any cookies today. YAY!

YAY!

So, I lost some weight. Not a lot, but every little bit gets me to my goal of 145. I'm 172. I've officially lost 26 pounds.

My goal is to get into the 160's over the holiday break. I'll have lots of babysitters, so I can go run more!

Do you all have any goals for the holidays?

Aack!

First, I should let you know that one of my jobs has switched to using google email as our work emails so I am most often logged in as Work Me and can't always post or comment as Work Me. So I'm lurking a lot lately and cheering in my mind (sending it telepathically to yours).

And if you keep hearing unexplained exclamations like "Aaaack!" it's because I'm telepathically complaining to you about how the scale at the gym just keeps going up and up lately. After so many months (a year?) of it going effortless and relentlessly down (to the point where people were worrying about my health!) I hate the idea that it is going up. I used to be at the perfect weight. Now I'm at the perfect weight plus 6 (and have been for over a month now). I don't like that.

I feel somewhat obnoxious complaining about my current weight (which is why I am not publishing it) but I have all sorts of glorious skirts that fit the new, svelte me and I don't want to go back to Chunky Me! My friend counsels strongly about not eating after 8 and I really think that is a contributing factor, but I'm not sure how to cut that out. After all, I'm up until 1 am quite regularly doing my work. I can't NOT do my work. I also tend to fall asleep if I don't actively keep myself awake by doing things like chewing and swallowing and the occasional jumping jack (not all three at the same time, though). I'm back to 1% milk and I'm trying to be a good girl in general (I don't count the mini pie that I ate entirely on my own yesterday because I was sick and needed comfort food). I'm also not working out as much as I did last school year because I have another job that is pretty intense (teaching a class at the college). I'm still working out regularly, though, and doing races. My plan is to do a half marathon in February in preparation for the big Marathon in October (and to see if I just can't cut it prior to having to put forth money to register for the big one!).

I'm purchasing a pair of Spanx and hoping the weight gain does not translate poorly in my fun new fashions!

Rose's Monday Weigh-In

Weight:  145 pounds

Sooo..... I mixed up pigging out and working out this week.  I did lots of one and none of the other.  Whoops.  This week.  SWITCH!

Small Successes Part 2

Since I always feel negative about myself, I decided to be more positive about myself and my body. Being negative thus far has only gotten me discouraged, and feeling the need to eat more than I should.

1. I didn't eat doughnuts at Enrichment.
2. I woke up at 4:30am and worked out for an hour.
3. I went to a Restaurant where I usually stuff myself so full, I'm miserable. This time I was full, but not miserable.
4. I'm going through my mental dialog for when I'm going home, and how I'm going to handle all the treats and meals.
5. I took a nap yesterday instead of working out. It was fantastic. I am so glad I was able to rest my body because it needed it. Today I was able to work out much more intensely.

I haven't seen any results on the scale, but I'm feeling good about myself! I'm feeling good about my progression, and I hope to continue improving. I know I'll have bad days, but health it's a journey!

Mental Barrier

I have had some good days, and some pathetically bad days. I do fairly well not binging on crappy food for a few days, and then I seem to forget what I'm doing and find myself sitting down in front of my computer with a bag of chips and before I know it the whole bag is gone. Then I say, "Well, this day is shot, so I might as well..." and then more food is consumed. By the end of the day I am recommitted, again, to not ever doing that again. But I end up doing it all over again.

I've contemplated putting a quote in my kitchen that says, "I can say NO," so I can be reminded that I need to use that word in my food vocabulary more often. I have no problem saying no to my kids, but I can't seem to do it for myself.

I think I've identified a barrier to my weight loss. My father is grossly obese, over 300 lbs of fat, and it terrifies me. My mother always told me growing up that I had my father's body type, which translated to me that I'd end up like him (that's not what she meant, though) - fat, hurting, depressed, and on a ton of medications to counteract all those symptoms. He's had back surgery already and is due for another surgery, simply because he's too fat for his body to carry all that weight. I have watched him decline, knowing that if he could just lose the weight he'd have such a better quality of life. Now, I find myself giving me that same internal lecture. I am so scared that I will be my father all over again. So, with that fear... on the one hand, it should motivate me to get on the ball and NOT be like him, but on the other, that fear is like standing in sticky mud and I can't move on. How can I move past this?

Now, don't get me wrong about my dad. I adore him. He's a wonderful man and it saddens me that he has this issue that defines so much of his life. I wish he could get his act together and get over it. I wish the same for me as well. I know I am not my father, and I have a different skill set than he does, so I just need to separate myself from his failures and concentrate on my own successes.

So, I haven't lost any weight yet since I made my challenge. I'm still working on it, and I feel like I need to break through this mental barrier before any real progress will be made. Every single morning I start the day with hopeful thoughts. I need to work on keeping those thoughts around through the whole day.

Stats:

Current weight: 200 lbs

Weight lost: 0

Small Successes

1. I fit into 2 skirts and 1 pair of pants I've been trying to fit into since I've had Ruby.
2. Yesterday I didn't eat chocolate!
3. Brad and I worked out together for our FHE activity =)
   

my november recap and more

Lots to say. Little time. In short, I did my run. I feel good. Well, I was talking to Marianne about this, and it's like, I felt good because I'd accomplished my goal, but I also felt kind of let down. Like, "it's over? really?" and I wondered if I could you have done better, etc. Marianne says I need a new thing... the next thing.

The night after the run, I seriously felt so weird. Not only was I super cold, like all night, I was just sorta depressed and in this weird funk. I wanted to be all jubilant about my success, but I wasn't. The run, among other things, just made me realize more than I need to be better in many respects and exercise is one of them. Some company took photos of the Santa runners and I went online and tried to find mine.... and found them I did... and they were not pretty!! Many people in the deep moments of running made those Santa outfits look lovely (like Leslie, for example). But not me, boy howdy I looked terrible! It makes me think I just need to keep going and be better because gosh darnit I don't want to feel like an exciting success is a failure!

Yeah, I'm in a weird mood.

So the run is over and that's the last time I've exercised, and then I went to a cookie exchange Saturday and have eaten many cookies since then. But this morning I took charge and put them all in the freezer! Boo yah! Don't tempt me, scrumptiously foul cookies! I think I'll work out tonight.

I like KG's December goal. I think I'll do it, too. That's all for now. Go team, go!

Rose's Monday Weigh-In

I didn't want to report today.

I weighed 145 this morning.

That means I gained two pounds.

Oops.

I'd better fix that!

Photos!

Here are the photos as promised!  The belly doesn't look much different, but you can definitely see the difference in my face!

1 Month Ago

Now

1 Month Ago

 Now

GOOD RIDDANCE PREGNANCY POUNDS!

Hey, I Did It!

I ran (well jogged) my first 5k. I was in the Santa Run with Angela, Marianne, my Dad, and(my mom, husband, and cousin who all walked it). I'm so proud of EVERYONE for getting out there and participating; especially Angela. She did so good, and beat us all. We should have had a prize for the first place winner of our group!

Here are some things I learned:

-I can jog with out stopping for 3.1 miles!

-My dad ate way too much before running! I'm sure he'll never do that again!

-I want to Run more!

-I did a 5k and had a baby 10 weeks ago, I feel pretty good!

-I came in at under 40 minutes, which was my goal!

-Angela, you're super competitive. Not in a bad way, but you sure did get-r-done!! I'm happy for you for doing so well on the run.