Yesterday I knew I would have a good WI, because I've stayed on plan all week, and the scale was reading lower in the afternoon, which is usually my highest time of day to weigh. Sadly, it was not to be so. I've been, um, stopped up a bit lately, and it caught up to me. I got on the scale this morning 4 pounds higher than yesterday afternoon. I know that's not quite right, so I am going to re-weigh tomorrow and see if it looks any better.
I've been working out consistently, and that can make weight loss slower. Dang it, I want to see that scale go down! This is taking forever, and it does not make me happy!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Miscellany
The weekend did not go well for me, but yesterday did. I used 6 WPAs - 1 more than I wanted to use, but it's no big deal. I shouldn't use that many today.
Last night I made a seriously yummy white chili. I'll post the recipe as soon as I get the nutrition info on it. It will be my lunch today, along with a tossed salad. Breakfast was fried potatoes, onion, and sausage, plus watermelon and iced coffee. For supper I'm trying a new recipe - Mexican couscous salad. I've been on a Mexican kick lately.
Weigh-in should be interesting Thursday. I hope I have a good one. It's time for that scale to start going down again.
In spite of eating poorly, I have kept up with my exercise. Tonight will be a 55-minute C+S workout. Overall this week will be a bit lighter, because I'm heading to Mom's for the weekend and won't have much time to exercise. I think this will be okay, though. I'm scheduling my exercise rotation based on the assumption that the best weight loss occurs when you constantly "surprise" your body. Some weeks I do a lot of cardio, some weeks I rest more than I work out, and some weeks I do a very steady routine. It's easier to schedule a rotation around my schedule than to schedule around my rotation.
Last night I made a seriously yummy white chili. I'll post the recipe as soon as I get the nutrition info on it. It will be my lunch today, along with a tossed salad. Breakfast was fried potatoes, onion, and sausage, plus watermelon and iced coffee. For supper I'm trying a new recipe - Mexican couscous salad. I've been on a Mexican kick lately.
Weigh-in should be interesting Thursday. I hope I have a good one. It's time for that scale to start going down again.
In spite of eating poorly, I have kept up with my exercise. Tonight will be a 55-minute C+S workout. Overall this week will be a bit lighter, because I'm heading to Mom's for the weekend and won't have much time to exercise. I think this will be okay, though. I'm scheduling my exercise rotation based on the assumption that the best weight loss occurs when you constantly "surprise" your body. Some weeks I do a lot of cardio, some weeks I rest more than I work out, and some weeks I do a very steady routine. It's easier to schedule a rotation around my schedule than to schedule around my rotation.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Warning: I'm Going to Rant
About the flippin' Core Police.
I've been a member of WW's message boards for two years now. During my hiatus from all things weight loss, I managed to forget how utterly obnoxious, rude, hateful, and outright tacky some of the people on the Core board behave.
For example: kettle corn is not Core according to the "rules." 94% fat-free butter popcorn is. There is a brand of 94% fat-free kettle corn with the exact same ingredients as the butter variety, plus splenda. When I made the mistake of suggesting this was acceptable to eat, I was treated like a leper. "Oh, NO. That is NOT Core. You can sprinkle your own Splenda on 94% fat-free butter popcorn, but you can't have it if it's already in the bag."
Do you see the absurdity of this argument? I don't even eat much popcorn - maybe a bag every month. I think the "logic" (if you can call it logical) behind the rule is that it could be a trigger food. But butter popcorn isn't? Please.
Second example: When I started Core the last time, you were allowed to snack on anything you wanted that was on the Core list without counting points. For some reason, they have severely restricted that so that some of my usual snacks are no longer allowed. Keep in mind, it was things like a bowl of shredded wheat or roasted chickpeas. Because I lost weight on the earlier version of Core, that's the version I continue to follow.
But of course - I was harassed for having the gall to say so. It's no different than Flexies following the old Winning Points system.
What disgusts me so is the self-righteous, pious way these women behave. They will cut you down in a heartbeat if you disagree with them. It's really quite discouraging, and has left me in a snit all afternoon. One woman has in her signature "'tweak' is just 'weak' without the 't' ". Was that really necessary? If I lose weight and still eat kettle corn without counting points for it - why do they care?
I am actually considering finding a host for my own message board.
*end rant*
I've been a member of WW's message boards for two years now. During my hiatus from all things weight loss, I managed to forget how utterly obnoxious, rude, hateful, and outright tacky some of the people on the Core board behave.
For example: kettle corn is not Core according to the "rules." 94% fat-free butter popcorn is. There is a brand of 94% fat-free kettle corn with the exact same ingredients as the butter variety, plus splenda. When I made the mistake of suggesting this was acceptable to eat, I was treated like a leper. "Oh, NO. That is NOT Core. You can sprinkle your own Splenda on 94% fat-free butter popcorn, but you can't have it if it's already in the bag."
Do you see the absurdity of this argument? I don't even eat much popcorn - maybe a bag every month. I think the "logic" (if you can call it logical) behind the rule is that it could be a trigger food. But butter popcorn isn't? Please.
Second example: When I started Core the last time, you were allowed to snack on anything you wanted that was on the Core list without counting points. For some reason, they have severely restricted that so that some of my usual snacks are no longer allowed. Keep in mind, it was things like a bowl of shredded wheat or roasted chickpeas. Because I lost weight on the earlier version of Core, that's the version I continue to follow.
But of course - I was harassed for having the gall to say so. It's no different than Flexies following the old Winning Points system.
What disgusts me so is the self-righteous, pious way these women behave. They will cut you down in a heartbeat if you disagree with them. It's really quite discouraging, and has left me in a snit all afternoon. One woman has in her signature "'tweak' is just 'weak' without the 't' ". Was that really necessary? If I lose weight and still eat kettle corn without counting points for it - why do they care?
I am actually considering finding a host for my own message board.
*end rant*
Today's Game Plan
Yesterday was mucho better, thank goodness. I had a few non-Core items, but earned enough APs to make up for it. Today is off to a good start as well. Breakfast was chicken salad & watermelon. Around 10 I'll eat an apple w/ my caramel-PB dip (1 WPA). Lunch will be ww spaghetti & a salad. I've planned carrots & hummus for my second snack, then supper will be a breakfast scramble - canadian bacon, eggs, onions, peppers and cheese. My late-night sweet fix is going to be a banana smoothie - frozen banana chunks, butterscotch pudding, milk, and a tiny spoonful PB. Yummy!
I earned several APs last night, cleaning house and exercising. I only did the Express version because it was so late by the time I finished the housework. Tonight I'm doing a 55-minute cardio routine. I'm not exactly excited about, because it's long and tough. I'll manage, but I know it's going to wear me out.
And then tomorrow.... sleep. Blissful sleep.
I earned several APs last night, cleaning house and exercising. I only did the Express version because it was so late by the time I finished the housework. Tonight I'm doing a 55-minute cardio routine. I'm not exactly excited about, because it's long and tough. I'll manage, but I know it's going to wear me out.
And then tomorrow.... sleep. Blissful sleep.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Oh, boy!
Picture this in your mind: I'm standing in front of a large concrete wall. Very deliberately, I am slamming my head into that wall. Over and over and over and over.....
*sigh*
I wish I knew what my problem is. I wish I knew how to stop the binging. I wish I had been endowed with great strength and willpower.
I wish, I wish, I wish.
Like my daddy says, I can wish in one hand and spit in the other and see which fills up faster.
Need I say that I blew it? I don't mean a little slip, I mean fell-off-the-wagon-and-drug-through-the-mud blowing it. I couldn't stop myself. It was like watching myself from outside my body. I ate and ate and ate, and then ate some more. I went to bed feeling like an out-of-control fool.
So far I'm doing better today. For breakfast I had a teeny bit of leftover turkey sausage, plain hashbrowns & onions, ff cheese, and a scrambled egg. Makes a very filling meal, especially when you add the yellow watermelon and Starbucks coffee.
I haven't decided about lunch yet. I think I'll make chicken salad for supper. I have a recipe that's simply divine. I went to the "other" grocery store today, because their produce section is infinitely better than Wal-Mart's. Their selection is not as good, but the quality is so much better that it's well worth paying a little extra. Hmm... maybe I should make hummus for lunch. I could dip my carrots, celery and peppers into it....
There's a turkey thawing in the fridge, but it's taking its good old easy time. It may be 2-3 more days before I can cook it. I have delightful plans for said turkey, all the way down to using the bones to make turkey broth.
Tonight's selected exercise is Hard Core Fusion - a cardio + sculpt DVD. It's hard - I haven't even been able to get through the Express version without pausing to come up for air. But since I feel the need to punish myself for yesterday, I am going to do the whole thing tonight. I also have a lot of housework to do this evening, which should earn me a few APs as well.
I can do this. I have to do this, or I'm going to wind up killing myself.
*sigh*
I wish I knew what my problem is. I wish I knew how to stop the binging. I wish I had been endowed with great strength and willpower.
I wish, I wish, I wish.
Like my daddy says, I can wish in one hand and spit in the other and see which fills up faster.
Need I say that I blew it? I don't mean a little slip, I mean fell-off-the-wagon-and-drug-through-the-mud blowing it. I couldn't stop myself. It was like watching myself from outside my body. I ate and ate and ate, and then ate some more. I went to bed feeling like an out-of-control fool.
So far I'm doing better today. For breakfast I had a teeny bit of leftover turkey sausage, plain hashbrowns & onions, ff cheese, and a scrambled egg. Makes a very filling meal, especially when you add the yellow watermelon and Starbucks coffee.
I haven't decided about lunch yet. I think I'll make chicken salad for supper. I have a recipe that's simply divine. I went to the "other" grocery store today, because their produce section is infinitely better than Wal-Mart's. Their selection is not as good, but the quality is so much better that it's well worth paying a little extra. Hmm... maybe I should make hummus for lunch. I could dip my carrots, celery and peppers into it....
There's a turkey thawing in the fridge, but it's taking its good old easy time. It may be 2-3 more days before I can cook it. I have delightful plans for said turkey, all the way down to using the bones to make turkey broth.
Tonight's selected exercise is Hard Core Fusion - a cardio + sculpt DVD. It's hard - I haven't even been able to get through the Express version without pausing to come up for air. But since I feel the need to punish myself for yesterday, I am going to do the whole thing tonight. I also have a lot of housework to do this evening, which should earn me a few APs as well.
I can do this. I have to do this, or I'm going to wind up killing myself.
Monday, September 10, 2007
News Release
The why before the what:
1. I am spending too much money eating out.
2. Counting points is getting old.
3. I need a kick-start (again) because I'm becoming lax.
4. I'm hoping for a good weigh-in as a result.
Now for the what... I'm switching from Flex to Core. Yeah, I know - big news. Woo-hoo. Yeah.
I wasn't planning on doing this so early in the game, and I may well go back to Flex, but I need to try something different before I lose my momentum altogether. Besides, it's hard to eat fast food on Core, and this should save me some money.
In other matters, I decided to make my own rotation calendar for exercising. I've been winging it, and I think it's a Bad Idea. Having a schedule already made should help considerably.
I also simply must get some sleep. I'm killing myself with exhaustion.
1. I am spending too much money eating out.
2. Counting points is getting old.
3. I need a kick-start (again) because I'm becoming lax.
4. I'm hoping for a good weigh-in as a result.
Now for the what... I'm switching from Flex to Core. Yeah, I know - big news. Woo-hoo. Yeah.
I wasn't planning on doing this so early in the game, and I may well go back to Flex, but I need to try something different before I lose my momentum altogether. Besides, it's hard to eat fast food on Core, and this should save me some money.
In other matters, I decided to make my own rotation calendar for exercising. I've been winging it, and I think it's a Bad Idea. Having a schedule already made should help considerably.
I also simply must get some sleep. I'm killing myself with exhaustion.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Confessional
I am not doing well.
I am also a master of understatement.
It seems that once I get a little off-track, I feel obligated to derail in a grand fashion, like something you'd see on TV - World's Wildest Binges. Well, maybe that's not entirely fair. I haven't been eating nonstop, just making really bad choices. I'm also not doing a good job of exercising regularly. It's been somewhat hit-or-miss.
I've pondered this problem of mine for a long time now. I believe at least a part of the difficulty is that it's just plain exhausting to constantly be thinking about what I eat and when I will exercise - and for me, it has to be on my mind continuously. I have a life outside of dieting, and sometimes I need a break from the monotony of counting points and performing squats. Unfortunately, little breaks become near-permanent cease-fires.
So I've blown it for a few weeks now. It doesn't help that my chosen form of exercise - the FIRM workouts - can seriously slow weight loss, if not stop it altogether. I know I should see results, but I'm so big that at the moment I'm not seeing anything at all.
But I'm making excuses, aren't I?
*sigh*
Okay... Today I resolve to make healthy choices. I probably won't be able to work exercise into my schedule today, but I will be sure to do so tomorrow.
I also resolve to take time to plan my meals for next week, as well as work out an exercise rotation - and then actually follow it.
And, though I know it will bore you to tears, I will post the previous day's menu for the next seven days. My condolences - and my permission to ignore my blog altogether should you feel a reduction in brain cells. :)
I am also a master of understatement.
It seems that once I get a little off-track, I feel obligated to derail in a grand fashion, like something you'd see on TV - World's Wildest Binges. Well, maybe that's not entirely fair. I haven't been eating nonstop, just making really bad choices. I'm also not doing a good job of exercising regularly. It's been somewhat hit-or-miss.
I've pondered this problem of mine for a long time now. I believe at least a part of the difficulty is that it's just plain exhausting to constantly be thinking about what I eat and when I will exercise - and for me, it has to be on my mind continuously. I have a life outside of dieting, and sometimes I need a break from the monotony of counting points and performing squats. Unfortunately, little breaks become near-permanent cease-fires.
So I've blown it for a few weeks now. It doesn't help that my chosen form of exercise - the FIRM workouts - can seriously slow weight loss, if not stop it altogether. I know I should see results, but I'm so big that at the moment I'm not seeing anything at all.
But I'm making excuses, aren't I?
*sigh*
Okay... Today I resolve to make healthy choices. I probably won't be able to work exercise into my schedule today, but I will be sure to do so tomorrow.
I also resolve to take time to plan my meals for next week, as well as work out an exercise rotation - and then actually follow it.
And, though I know it will bore you to tears, I will post the previous day's menu for the next seven days. My condolences - and my permission to ignore my blog altogether should you feel a reduction in brain cells. :)
Sunday, September 2, 2007
On Jeans
Perhaps the most interesting part of weight loss is the adventure of transitioning between sizes. I've been anxiously awaiting the day that I could safely wear my next smallest size, stashed safely in the dresser, without causing a riot on Main Street. Today is that day - but it doesn't come without a little bit of work first.
I'm not entirely sure why designers added spandex and lycra into perfectly good jeans. Depending on the day of the week, it can be a good thing or a bad thing. In the case of today's jeans, it's a "work" thing.
Allow me to explain.
Lycra may make a pair of jeans more comfortable, but when they first come out of the wash, they require a good deal of stretching out to loosen them enough so that 1) you can't see the imprint of "Hanes" on the band of my underwear through the jeans; and 2) you are spared the temptation of asking me if my legs are made of wax - because how else could I have possibly poured myself into them?
Here's the ritual: Before attempting to don the jeans, I put my arms into the legs and pull in opposite directions as hard as I can. I also attempt to stretch this particular pair down, since they are a tad bit short. Now I can go through the agonizing process of trying to tug them up to my waist. Once I get the waistband in place, I reach around and stretch the butt out, hoping to avoid horrendous pantylines. Then the pants are zipped.
That's the easy part. Now I go through a serious of squats, jumping jacks, leg lifts, and plies to further loosen said pair of jeans. (All the time my dog is watching me, head cocked to the side. I suspect he is thanking God that he can run around with it all hanging out.) After 20 minutes or so, the lycra has given up the rebellion, and has loosened to acceptably modest proportions. Now I can go to church without stopping by the confessional box.
Thirty minutes later, I stand up for a prayer - and realize that the lycra hasn't given up the rebellion at all, but instead employed a new tactic. This time it decides to stretch out like a piece of salt-water taffy, and my jeans have now dropped three inches from my waist. Oh, yeah -they're loose now, baby! I spend the rest of services attempting to discreetly pull them up, so as not to attract the attention of the pre-pubescent boys on the pew behind me. I'm just hoping that their mommas taught them to close their eyes during prayers!
All this to wear a pair of pants that will only fit correctly for 23 minutes!
I'm not entirely sure why designers added spandex and lycra into perfectly good jeans. Depending on the day of the week, it can be a good thing or a bad thing. In the case of today's jeans, it's a "work" thing.
Allow me to explain.
Lycra may make a pair of jeans more comfortable, but when they first come out of the wash, they require a good deal of stretching out to loosen them enough so that 1) you can't see the imprint of "Hanes" on the band of my underwear through the jeans; and 2) you are spared the temptation of asking me if my legs are made of wax - because how else could I have possibly poured myself into them?
Here's the ritual: Before attempting to don the jeans, I put my arms into the legs and pull in opposite directions as hard as I can. I also attempt to stretch this particular pair down, since they are a tad bit short. Now I can go through the agonizing process of trying to tug them up to my waist. Once I get the waistband in place, I reach around and stretch the butt out, hoping to avoid horrendous pantylines. Then the pants are zipped.
That's the easy part. Now I go through a serious of squats, jumping jacks, leg lifts, and plies to further loosen said pair of jeans. (All the time my dog is watching me, head cocked to the side. I suspect he is thanking God that he can run around with it all hanging out.) After 20 minutes or so, the lycra has given up the rebellion, and has loosened to acceptably modest proportions. Now I can go to church without stopping by the confessional box.
Thirty minutes later, I stand up for a prayer - and realize that the lycra hasn't given up the rebellion at all, but instead employed a new tactic. This time it decides to stretch out like a piece of salt-water taffy, and my jeans have now dropped three inches from my waist. Oh, yeah -they're loose now, baby! I spend the rest of services attempting to discreetly pull them up, so as not to attract the attention of the pre-pubescent boys on the pew behind me. I'm just hoping that their mommas taught them to close their eyes during prayers!
All this to wear a pair of pants that will only fit correctly for 23 minutes!
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