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Soooo, I know you all have been missing the fun “weight lost” ticker I used to have in the sidebar of my blog.
Thanks to my grotesque repulsiveness, I will be re-joining Weight Watchers (and going to meetings this time.) So yeah! Bring on the fun ticker!
PS I don’t really think I’m grotesquely repulsive, but I thought it had a nice ring to it.
Fresh start! Yes, today I am making a fresh start with Weight Watchers and I’m going to lose all the post-hurricane/wedding weight and really commit myself to eating healthy, etc, etc, blah blah blah.
Mardi Gras was fun, but I’m glad it’s over. I didn’t even drink yesterday, I was so burnt out by that point. But we went to a bunch of parades from Saturday – Monday, so I definitely got my fill of everything.
I read on CNN.com this morning that Mardi Gras was smaller this year, but it absolutely did not feel that way. In fact, I’m not really sure I believe it. The crowds were insane everywhere, and all weekend long.
So what’s exciting next? Well, let’s see…besides my exciting new website (ahem), I have the Crescent City Classic 10K on April 15, we’re hosting Easter dinner the next day, a trip to Pittsburgh at the end of May, a visit to Ellie in June, Anne’s bachelorette party on the Jersey shore (woo! Jersey shore! Never been to New Jersey, but I saw it once from New York. Oh wait, I take that back, we flew into Newark. Okay anyway.), Anne’s wedding in Mexico in November (hopefully with George, if I can make enough money from aforementioned new website, since it’s our first anniversary weekend) and um well I think that’s it. Oooh, exciting year up ahead!
Yeah! Lost 5.8 lbs this week! And boy, did I get an earful from Weight Watchers. I’m using my WW account to keep track of my weight and they freak out when you lose more than two pounds in a week. Next week, they’re going to call the diet patrol on me. Because I’m going to lose more next week! Yeah!
So on Saturday night, we went to the pub because the band that played at our wedding was playing there. And I didn’t have a drop of alcohol. I drank the delicious peach-citrus Fresca I’m so fond of and some white grape flavored water (kinda like wine, see?) and watched everyone around me get drunker and drunker. Quite amusing and not as boring as I would have thought.
Happy Birthday Paula! Welcome to the 31 club. Stupid club.
Going to the gym today. I was v bad and didn’t go last week. But this week, I’m going! I wonder what effect not eating many carbs will have on my stamina. Probably no more than not going to the gym for two months. Ha.
Man. What is wrong with me? Is getting married not enough of an incentive to lose weight? To eat right? Arrrgh. I am disgusted with myself. Well, I’ve had enough and this week I’m back to counting points obsessively. How am I ever going to live without Weight Watchers if I gain every time I stop counting points? Blagh. Argh. Grrrr.
Anyway. Had a great weekend with my mom. We did have steak on Saturday night. Not that steak in itself is going to cause me to gain two pounds in a week, but it doesn’t help. We did shop a lot. You’d think walking around stores and trying on clothes might be considered aerobic activity, even strength training, but alas. I guess not. (However, I did actually go to the gym Friday and Monday and yesterday so it’s not like I’ve been slacking in that regard.)
My first dress fitting is a week from Saturday. I have ten days to get down to the lowest size I can be before the wedding. Pun intended – fat chance. Thank god for things that suck you in.
Little gain this week, nothing to panic about. I’ve decided if I can stay in a certain two-pound range until the wedding, I’ll be fine. Even better if I get below that, but I’m not going to stress about it. It’s just easier that way.
Last night I went to a tapas restaurant with a bunch of girl friends. I’m telling you, I’ve never eaten so little and paid so much. It was good, but the portions are tiny (of course – I do know what tapas are) and so expensive! Yikes. Well, that was an experience. Had to go eat dinner properly afterwards. I did go to a tapas restaurant in London, last time I was there, and I loved it. Will have to remember that when we go in November.
Hopefully, George and I are going to see the Wedding Crashers tonight. I’ve been dying to see it. Looks funny!
This is the best:
However, we notice that you’ve lost more than an average of 2 pounds per week over three or more weeks. This rate is too rapid — it may be unsafe or unhealthy.
While we’re proud of your achievements and pleased you’re making changes in your life, we need you to concentrate on one more thing: You should slow the pace of your weight loss to no more than 2 pounds per week. Click here to read more about the effects of rapid weight loss.
I love it when Weight Watchers yells at me for losing too much weight in one week!
Okay. It’s time for some brutal honesty. No more messing around. This is serious business, time to recommit. And all I can say is Thank God Kristina rejoined Weight Watchers.
I’m not saying she needs it or anything, but there is no one who can keep me on track better than Kristina. She is the only person I believe when she tells me I must write down everything. And I do mean everything. She even writes down chewing gum.
So in honor of Kristina, I measured the milk in my cereal this morning instead of just slopping it in the bowl. And I’m going to be honest when I have a sour lifesaver at work. Or five.
On a lighter note, we got my wedding band yesterday and it is beautiful! After letting me stare at it for a few hours last night, George put it away, and I won’t see it for another six months. So sad. It’s very beautiful. Delicate. Like myself. Ha ha! Joke.
Alright, 1.6 lost! Not bad, not bad. Within spitting distance of lowest weight. Two steps forward, one step back. This week is my two steps forward, let’s hope next week is a few more steps forward, instead of continuing the pattern of gaining after a good week. I’m pretty confident. Continue going to the gym, plus Regan and I are doing the Crescent City Classic this weekend and I’m going to cook healthy stuff for Easter dinner. And my boss is having a crawfish boil on (Good) Friday, which is very low in points. Woo!
Feh. Gained a pound. Oh well. Still, a net loss over the past two weigh ins. And I have a new (secret) number that I will not allow myself to go over any more. It’s .4 lbs over what I am now, so I’m going to have to be extra good this week. And next, and the next, and so on and so forth, etc, ad nauseum.
But I have been working out diligently. Every other day doing weight training and yesterday (fer’instance) I did 50 minutes, thats 3.5 miles (walking and running) on the treadmill. 450 calories burned. Not too shabby. I have a new way of keeping motivated on the treadmill. One song I walk, one song I run. After about halfway through, I change it to one song walk, two songs run. It makes the time go by.
I read in the paper this morning that Paula Radcliffe, the English runner who is really really fast (as in she holds the world records in lots of things) is supposed to do the Crescent City Classic this year. Like me. In 2002 we did our first marathon together in London. Well, okay, I finished almost four hours and 40,000 people after her. But I do feel a bit of a kinship with her. (Writing it down makes it seem retarded, but I can’t help it.) Anyway, now I’m sort of wishing I hadn’t signed up to run the Classic, but instead could be at the end watching her set a new world’s record. Ah well. Maybe I’ll win this time.
First post of the new year…hmmm…
I wish I was inspired to write something, but I’m really not. I mean, I had a great time Friday night. Saw lots of friends and wore my new party dress and sparkly earrings. Drank lots of fruity drinks (with the added bonus of not really being hungover on Saturday since I guess they were weak fruity drinks) and ate some yummy food. There were no fireworks, which was sad but they ended up doing them Saturday night. It was very foggy on Friday.
Yesterday we got some stuff for George’s garage room – I mean the Mouse & Penguin pub – and put together some shelves. Everyday we get closer to my dream of having a clutter-free dining room and hallway. We went to Audubon Park and walked around the loop, and ran into my cousin Monica and her husband and son (my beloved Max) so we went over to their house and hung out for a while.
My only New Year’s resolution is to lose the 23 lbs I have remaining to my goal. Before I have to have my wedding dress altered. That means I have to get back on track with Weight Watchers. Birthday or not, I am going to stay within points from here on out!
Okay, fine. My sister is not totally evil. Did you see those comments from yesterday? Didn’t I tell you Paula would remember all that? Yes, because we go waaaay back. To first grade. Amazing, eh? Who else knew me when my obsessive nature began? For it was Paula whose mom took us to our first concert, in the fourth grade. At the tender age of nine, we were kissing the television screen whenever a Julian Lennon video came on. Sigh…what a fox!
Went to Curves yesterday and had my monthly weigh-in and measurement. Lost an inch overall, which I was not expecting due to my holiday Weight Watchers philosophy. (Don’t count the candy, brownies, cookies, cake, etc – just the real food.) I tell ya, it’s been liberating not having to stress so much over the holidays. My goal was just to stay within 4 or 5 pounds of my lowest weight, and that’s been no problem. And I’m actually sort of looking forward to detoxing after New Year’s. (Or my birthday. I’m gonna be thirty, I should be able to eat chocolate for abandon.) But seriously. My teeth will thank me.
Can’t believe Christmas is in four days. Also can’t believe that my Christmas present from George is in the garage and I haven’t peeked! The tremendous amount of willpower that takes on my part amazes me. Surely, if I can complete two marathons, if I can quit smoking, if I can lose weight, I can avoid peeking at my Christmas present! But it’s so hard.
Oh, so exciting!
As of this morning, my latest weigh-in, I have lost 35.4 lbs! Yes indeedy, I lost 3.2 lbs this week! This is happy news, since it gives me a little bit of leeway to eat lots of turkey and dressing and pumpkin pie and all the other yummy stuff tomorrow.
I was going to do a five mile race tomorrow morning (every year I say I’m going to do this race but I never have) but Kristie’s coming in this afternoon and I hardly think it’s fair to her to go to a race early in the morning. Kind of puts a crimp in tonight’s fun, too, since I’d have to go to bed early. So really I’m not at all disappointed about that.
Believe me, it’s much more exciting to see Kristie, one of my oldest friends (we’ve been friends since we were twelve) who I haven’t seen in a year. And who is going to be a bridesmaid. (I didn’t exactly ask her. I told her. But I think that’s okay. When we got in a huge, several-month-long fight back in college when we were roommates, what I remember most about making up was saying “but you have to be a bridesmaid in my wedding!” Ahh, kids.)
Friday, George and I are going to City Park on the trip we had planned for the day after Halloween but had to be postponed because everything in City Park is closed on Mondays. So I’m excited about that too. And I will relax and I will work on the yard this weekend.
Thanksgiving holiday weekend is definitely my favorite. You get the holiday over with at the beginning of your time off, and you have the rest to just relax and not stress about anything.
Oh, I forgot! I’m supposed to see Mike and Debbie and their kids too, who I haven’t seen since January. And I’ve never met their new daughter, who is five or so and they adopted earlier this year from China. Very exciting! So much Thanksgiving excitement!
Also, I added a few more pictures to the engagement story page. Nothing terribly exciting. I was hoping I would look more glowing in them, but I think maybe I should start wearing concealer under my eyes. Eh, I blame the camera.
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