tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81841660063701546992024-03-12T19:41:58.298-04:00Damsel In Diet StressA fatty on a journey. To get her life, and her waist, back.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-11309173446396667452014-05-15T16:27:00.001-04:002014-05-15T16:27:24.075-04:00Hold Steadfast
I'm yet to use a 21 Day Fix container to serve my food. I want to, but I'm not sure how to go about it. I know that sounds dumb. It sounds dumb to me, saying it. I need to read the book again, all the way through, and come up with a meal plan of some sort. I was at the grocery today and again, mostly shopped the outer edges. It has been said many times that when grocery shopping, you should Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-55585141111903537292014-05-08T15:08:00.001-04:002014-05-08T15:10:57.239-04:00Nine PoundsI haven't been exceedingly good this week. Though I have been busy, what with all my appointments for my damn kidneys, and softball, and the Spring Concert at school. Nevermind trying to get caught up on the laundry and clean up around the house, and make more healthy dinners for the fam. So let me say that I didn't expect to hit 271.5 when I stepped on the scale today. I Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-63745178000258927002014-05-05T11:54:00.001-04:002014-05-05T11:54:23.190-04:007 Pounds!I'm still sick with a urinary tract/kidney infection, so I haven't started working out yet. The whole fever thing isn't conducive to staying upbeat and killing my fat. But I HAVE been being good, and sticking with the Shakeology shakes. And in that, so far I'm down 7 pounds. YAY! Small victory! I also found that I can tolerate the chocolate Shakeology so long Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-57578446064426051662014-05-02T14:54:00.001-04:002014-05-02T14:54:15.994-04:00Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3....Hi ya. Just testing the waters here for now. I'm trying to get back into weight loss by starting the 21 Day Fix, along with Shakeology. I got my shakes last Thursday, April 24th, and had one on Friday just to taste it. I was HOOKED. I had more energy, I was STUFFED, and it really reduced my cravings. Which I have a lot of. So that was a gigantic bonus. &Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-42573911703078115692011-10-27T13:50:00.000-04:002011-10-27T13:55:30.515-04:00I suck.So here I am, again, way behind on blogging, on dieting, and on life in general. I think I'm too wordy for my own good. I feel like I have to plan out an hour just to type up a blog post. Let alone all the time I was spending playing with my camera, taking pictures, downloading and editing them... it was a PITA. And now where the kids aren't really napping Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-65400500401442411482011-07-19T08:37:00.000-04:002011-07-19T08:37:40.125-04:00July 18th, 20113 months, 23 days until vacation
267 pounds
Knees painful and swollen from working on furniture all weekend; tired; short of breath; hands and feet swollen; tummy hurts; lousy mood - aka Feeling kinda shitty today; no pun intended but I literally shit like 10 times today too. Bleh.
89*,84% humidity, 68* dewpoint
Breakfast:
3 cups of coffee: 300 calories
Brown Sugar Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-82952674986228374732011-05-09T13:51:00.000-04:002011-05-09T13:51:53.066-04:00Blllaaaaahhhh....That's how I feel about this round. I was lying in bed last night (after I skipped on the Chips Ahoy because Tony was going to bed and I didn't want to eat alone at 10:45) thinking about why this is so hard to get into and what was different in January that got me excited about it. I mean, I remember the feelings of elatement and determination of finally getting off my ass and gettingAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-21634393208923050922011-05-02T17:39:00.001-04:002011-05-02T17:48:43.681-04:00OopsI wish I'd never gotten sick. It is, without a doubt, the single most thing that threw me off my road to recovery. I am bitter about it, very bitter. I was doing SO well. I was at a point where I no longer had cravings for processed foods and sugar. I no longer needed to eat an entire box of mac & cheese without feeling cheated. I no longer needed to fill Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-14249196598860756122011-02-07T09:31:00.001-05:002011-02-07T09:33:28.746-05:00I AM Still on the Bandwagon!Sorry I've been MIA. Like I said, I got off track after being sick, and the last two weeks and this week are ridiculously busy. Well, for our world anyway. I won't even get a break until Thursday! I've also been staying really busy around the house, which is great! I had been sick since Thanksgiving, on and off, leading to a sinus infection, with a week off Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-80546816625859685882011-01-24T16:33:00.001-05:002011-01-24T16:48:06.906-05:00A Lot of Ifs, Ands, & ButsDamn it, that was a rough weekend! I'm finally feeling a bit better and am starting to graduate to real food again. (The girls haven't gotten it... yet...) Though I'm finding I'm having a particularly tough time trying to stay on track now. I don't know if it was from how bad I felt, and how awful food was (never thought I'd say that), or if it's because my stomach shrank Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-23437699548398649292011-01-22T17:57:00.000-05:002011-01-22T17:57:54.093-05:00Just Dropping in for a Sec... And a TMI WarningJust wanted to update everyone that I am hella fucking disgustingly sick. Like, sitting on the toilet with a bucket in my lap sick. Well, I was yesterday, and I stopped puking around 2 AM, just around the time Holden started puking. ::sigh:: I still have the runs, so I haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning's Bear Naked Triple Berry crunch, which I doubt I will be Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-29635446458297206132011-01-19T10:57:00.000-05:002011-01-19T10:57:19.996-05:00It's About Time!I weighed in this morning at 267.5 (my scale only does 1/2 pound incraments, thank GOD), which is half a pound up from yesterday's 267. BUT - what all of this really means is that I kicked 270 to the curb and will NEVER see it again!!! HOORAY for teensey tiny milestones!!!
I don't know how I gained a half pound, since I was really, really good yesterday. I was secretly Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-3344892823405667882011-01-18T14:44:00.001-05:002011-01-18T14:48:14.402-05:00MLK Monday - And That Mother Fucking ScaleAGAIN. 271.5. Are you fucking kidding??? One day, okay; it's a fluke. Two days??? Has to be that I gained 3 pounds overnight. DAMN IT! The weekend was OBVIOUSLY a bust, so I had to commit to doing my very best on the weekdays to insure that a couple of minimal slip ups on the weekends wouldn't derail my progress as much as it had. Taking two steps Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-23532886190907221152011-01-18T11:16:00.000-05:002011-01-18T11:16:36.049-05:00The Dreaded Weekend: Sunday #1Sunday was a good day, or so I thought. I woke up and weighed myself, and to my shock and surprise, the scale sneered a nasty 271.5 at me. Fuck. There goes my milestone. Oh well, it's only one day, and who knows what happened. Maybe it was all that salad that had yet to leave, maybe it was eating a 1/3 of a pan of brownies, no matter how low-fat they were. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-56119702403039823472011-01-18T10:16:00.002-05:002011-01-18T11:18:17.624-05:00The Dreaded Weekend: Saturday #1I kind of got behind in blogging on a daily basis, which threw off my entire thought process. With Tony home from work and a day planned with my BFF HungryGirl, I skipped posting Friday's events on Saturday morning. Then Sunday came around and we had ridiculous amounts of chores to do, and I skipped posting Saturday, but managed to squeeze out Friday. Then Monday Tony was home but I fell ill - Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-55079193223323748032011-01-16T09:25:00.000-05:002011-01-16T09:25:46.517-05:00Days 5 - FridayFriday was a good day where I felt like I was getting back on track. I weighed in that morning at 270, the exact same as yesterday. Hey, at least I didn't gain. Heh. It was a standard day at home, in which I did simple chores like scream at my kids, laundry, tidying up, and chasing kids. So all in all, it wasn't a bad day at all.
I started out with a bowl of Special K Blueberry cereal. I love Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-80170809358828187782011-01-14T10:19:00.002-05:002011-01-14T10:59:33.820-05:00Day 4Thursday was such a clusterfuck that I am glad I didn't gain weight. Jesus Christ! What a circus! The day started off early, with my having to get my ass out of bed and showered. I hate showering. It's a lot of work. Am I gross? Yes. Am I lazy? Yes. These are well established facts. So I hate showering. It's a pain in the assAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-21939049972147855752011-01-13T10:48:00.001-05:002011-01-13T10:54:21.941-05:00Keep On Keepin' OnYes, I weigh myself every day. EVERY DAY. There are many reasons I do this... first off, I find that it helps me see what did and didn't work with what I ate the day or two before. For instance, after the Great Brownie Disappointment of Tuesday, I weighed in yesterday morning only having lost 1 pound. Makes sense, right? Of course it does. I ate two fucking Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-72513416461014017532011-01-12T10:23:00.004-05:002011-01-12T17:50:00.804-05:00272No, that's not the price tag of my Not Your Daughter's Jeans. It's not the amount of times we've seen Toy Story 3 (though it's probably close). It's how much I weighed this morning. 272!! That's 4 pounds in 2 days! Now if that's not motivating, I don't know what is. Go me!
Yesterday was good, but I was bored. Which is disastrous. I didn't haveAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-39689515100921745362011-01-11T09:31:00.002-05:002011-01-12T13:34:06.808-05:00Day 2I have good news! I am down 3 pounds today already, to 273. Now, keeping in mind that I weighed myself yesterday at like, 2 PM, and today right after I woke up and took a shit, it's not as impressive. But it's a start.
I feel really good about this. I feel like it's not a diet, but more of a change. And not even one I'm whining about. Just a change that needs Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184166006370154699.post-18831461564858904442011-01-10T16:30:00.005-05:002011-01-18T18:48:56.420-05:00Not Exactly a New Year's ResolutionIf you don't already know, I'm fat. Way fat. Like, Gilbert Grape fat. Okay, not exactly, but I'm in the morbidly obese range and I am more than uncomfortable in my own skin. So I want to change. I want to be thinner. I want to be more active. I want to be healthy. I don't want to call it a New Year's Resolution, since I don't believe in them. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17653329431869246886noreply@blogger.com11