Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Staying on Track (almost)

Okay, so cold turkey didn't quite work for me. Saturday started off alright, I got up and started doing a deep clean on my house. My sister is flying in from North Carolina for Christmas and I want my house to look good when she gets here, but by mid-afternoon I was in pain! My head hurt so bad I could barely open my eyes. I was totally useless. I laid in bed and moaned for a few hours, realizing I could not be in this condition much longer, I did break down and drink one 20oz Dr. Pepper. I am however not looking at myself as a failure. Negative thoughts will only sabotage me in reaching my goal.

Although I didn't technically "workout" this weekend, I still had a workout. Sweeping your ceiling of cobwebs is a workout. I was huffing, puffing AND sweating but my ceiling looks good now.

Sunday the weather was gorgeous, a warm, sunny, 80 degrees. Now it is miserably cold, the high today is only suppose to get to 29 degrees. It's the kind of weather that you don't even want to get out of bed let alone go outside. Since I will not be walking outside unless it is at least in the 40's, I do have a backup plan. I have a W.W. walking DVD that I can do.

Even though I can't say that I am 100% on track, I can honestly say that I am staying positive (even though in the past I have been called NEGATIVE NANCY . I am proud of myself for not having any coffee since Friday morning, and cutting back to one 20oz Dr. Pepper a day is a huge step in the right direction.

I don't think I have said how much I want to lose, but I would like to lose 40 pounds and I am going to give myself a year. I don't think this is unrealistic and I want to give myself time to lose it in a healthy way. I would hate to lose it fast and gain it all back + some.

I want to say thank you to Mary for not only recommending a pedometer but giving me her own personal pedometer! Thanks Grandma Mary for all of your encouraging words and believing in me. Thank you for laughing with me, crying with me, praying with me, and listening to my gripes (as long as I don't call during a Cowboy's game :) Your not just Jon's grandma, your my FRIEND. I also want to thank everyone else for all of your encouraging comments. They keep my spirits up and Negative Nancy stays away a little longer.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Measuring Up



Jon took my measurements last night. It is worse than I thought.

BUST: 42 1/2 in.
CHEST: 34 in.
WAIST: 33 in.
HIPS: 40 in.
THIGHS: 24 in.
KNEES: 15 in.
CALVES: 14 in.
UPPER ARMS: 12 1/2 in.
FOREARMS: 10 in.

I need some help. Can anyone recommend a pedometer? I need to find one that actually works, does a little bit of everything and can go in a pocket. Any and all recommendations are appreciated!

I plan on going cold turkey with all caffeine on Saturday, wish me luck.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Accountability

Let's face it, I'M FAT! I am 4 foot 11 inches tall and I weigh (dare I actually write these 3 numbers down?)145 pounds. Whew, that was hard to do. According to the Biggest Loser's web site, my BMI is 29.3 meaning I am overweight but not obese, 30.0 and over is obese, so it's not far until I am obese.

How did I let myself get this way? A little over 3 years ago I was skinny, weighing in at about 98 pounds. Granted I was probably more unhealthy then than I am now but I was still skinny! The sad part is at 98 lbs. I still thought I was fat. I will fully admit I have a body image problem. I don't think I eat in an unhealthy way but I get little to no exercise. I'm lazy, there I said that too. I don't eat a lot, I drink my calories. Dr. Pepper is my vice. I can drink a 2 liter in a few hours. I also drink coffee every morning with a lot of raw sugar and HEAVY CREAM!! According to the Weight Watcher's points system, one of my cups of coffee is between 5 and 6 points, and I drink about 3 cups every morning. If Weight Watcher's allows me say 18 points a day then all I would get is my coffee!

A few months ago I started walking. I walked Monday-Friday at 7:30 every morning. That lasted about 2 months. I could tell a difference. I felt better, I was proud of myself. I even got my neighbor walking with me. I was drinking water (which I hate) and slowed down (a little) on my smoking. Eventually I got up to walking about 2 miles at a time. I even walked 4 miles a couple of times. I enjoyed it, I felt better about myself. I was actually doing something!! Then I just quit, no reason, I just quit. I weigh more now than when I started walking.

I have to do something or pretty soon I will be obese. Jon wants to be my trainer, ha, I told him NO because I'm afraid that would lead to a divorce. He's a healthy, fit person who runs marathon's and plays hockey every weekend. I really don't need him breathing down my neck every time I pour myself a DP, or saying "no-no" if I want to eat something after 6 p.m.

Here is what I am going to try to do:

1. keep a food journal
2. weigh myself every Monday (and post it here)
3. track my exercise
4. take all of my measurements (and post it here)
5. take a picture of myself every Monday (and post it here)

Maybe if I have people reading this I can keep it up so as to not embarrass myself any further than I am already embarrassed.

This morning I joined Everyday Health. It's a website where you can keep track of your goals, meet people who have the same interests as you, get recipe's and so forth, maybe it will help me.

Wish me luck!

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I am a mother of two, my son, Skylar is 13 and my daughter, Shelby, is 6. I have been married to my husband Jon for almost 14 years. I am the "family historian" for both my husband's and my side of the family. I love to take photographs, read, write (even though I'm not very good at it) make jewelry, Blue Bell ice cream, painted toenails, reality t.v., true crime, Spring and Fall, clean sheets, fluffy pillows (I sleep with at least 3), the way it smells after a rain, my husband telling me I'm beautiful everyday, sleeping late, my kids getting along, a good uncontrollable laugh, making someone else laugh uncontrollably, a good cry, Dr. Pepper, and being around people who make me happy.