Drum roll please!
*clears throat*
As of yesterday afternoon, I weighed in at 273.4 -- exactly six pounds less than last week's count. That comes up to 16.6lbs lost total over the last month. Which means...
I have officially exceeded my 5% weight loss goal!!
*much dancing ensues*
I can't even begin to tell you guys how exciting this is. It took a month to lose what I'd gained in a year and a half. And this is what continues to boggle me -- it keeps coming off! Provided that I keep to my routine and eat those things that I've grown used to, it's almost like I'm not even trying. Even that great monthly enemy hasn't kept me down this week. Not to say that the bad days are gone...to the contrary, they happen on a weekly basis. But! The cravings have become a bit easier to manage, and I now avoid the snack aisle like the plague. Zumba continues to be fun, which has helped tremendously.
I'm sure that eventually things will start slowing down, and I'll level off at just over a pound a week, maybe. And that's fine -- it's as it should be. It's the small victories that make the cravings and occasional monotony so worth it.
So where to go from here? I certainly can't rest on my laurels. My next goal will be 10% of my starting weight -- losing an additional 14.5lbs, which makes my weight goal 261 pounds. I know I can do it. It may take another month. Maybe a little more. But I'm already two pounds into the new goal, so it's already looking optimistic!
Challenges for this weekend: I turn 27 on Sunday, which means two things. 1.) I drop another point, and 2.) there will be much food in celebration. So while I fully plan to enjoy myself, I can also control what I eat. Here's hoping that I won't have gained anything back by this time next week.
16 February 2011
06 February 2011
Lessons from a Church Retreat
Well.
The Super Bowl was effectively the last nail in the coffin that was my weekend.
On the weight loss end of things, it did not go well. Anyone familiar with retreats of any kind understands how one's schedule and eating routine gets all jacked up from not being at home. I knew that would be a danger, of course. Any time you stay for several days in a nice place with breakfast buffets you run the risk of throwing caution to the wind. Especially when said buffet includes thick-cut bacon and biscuits & gravy. Overall, I don't think it was quite as bad as I'd feared, but there was definite room for improvement. And I have yet to truly weight myself -- that will come some time tomorrow morning. I'm a little afraid of what I'll see.
One thing worth noting, however: my body has been complaining at me for eating so much rich food. Surprising how quickly you get used to eating simpler things. It's not been quite a month since starting, and already one big, rich meal leaves me feeling a bit yucky. While I'm not impressed with my lack of willpower, at least there's some hope. My mind is in the right direction, which will make getting back onto the path that much easier. Back to basics tomorrow!
So I made some mistakes. It happens. I'm not beating myself up about it (like I said, it could've been much, much worse). But I had a great time -- the purpose of the retreat, of course, was spiritual refreshment. I've come away from it feeling better than I have in a long, long time. There is a peace in my soul about my place on this earth and a definite sense that God has big plans for me. I'm not sure what they are yet, but there is a willingness to do whatever or go wherever He calls me. And I wouldn't trade that confidence for anything.
The Super Bowl was effectively the last nail in the coffin that was my weekend.
On the weight loss end of things, it did not go well. Anyone familiar with retreats of any kind understands how one's schedule and eating routine gets all jacked up from not being at home. I knew that would be a danger, of course. Any time you stay for several days in a nice place with breakfast buffets you run the risk of throwing caution to the wind. Especially when said buffet includes thick-cut bacon and biscuits & gravy. Overall, I don't think it was quite as bad as I'd feared, but there was definite room for improvement. And I have yet to truly weight myself -- that will come some time tomorrow morning. I'm a little afraid of what I'll see.
One thing worth noting, however: my body has been complaining at me for eating so much rich food. Surprising how quickly you get used to eating simpler things. It's not been quite a month since starting, and already one big, rich meal leaves me feeling a bit yucky. While I'm not impressed with my lack of willpower, at least there's some hope. My mind is in the right direction, which will make getting back onto the path that much easier. Back to basics tomorrow!
So I made some mistakes. It happens. I'm not beating myself up about it (like I said, it could've been much, much worse). But I had a great time -- the purpose of the retreat, of course, was spiritual refreshment. I've come away from it feeling better than I have in a long, long time. There is a peace in my soul about my place on this earth and a definite sense that God has big plans for me. I'm not sure what they are yet, but there is a willingness to do whatever or go wherever He calls me. And I wouldn't trade that confidence for anything.
02 February 2011
Woe to the Innocent
We've all been there -- that dark place where we face that which haunts us. It calls to us, providing a way from the pre-determined path to a land of ease. But when we follow it we find ourselves misled. And try as we might to escape, we are held captive by that which first enticed us.
You know of that which I speak.
The siren song of the snack aisle.
In Book 12 of The Odyssey, the goddess Circe warns Odysseus that he and his men will encounter Sirens, deadly creatures of beautiful song. The only way to avoid the danger is to plug the men's ears with beeswax and have Odysseus tied to the mast until they are well away from the Sirens' song.
I've often mentioned my love affair with cheese puffs. There is a very good reason why we don't keep them in the house -- they are the only snack food I absolutely cannot make myself stop eating. I couldn't tell you what it is about them. Whether it's the flavor, the texture, the smell...I really don't know. But once a bag is open, it's hours are numbered. (Yes, I said hours. I don't think an open bag has ever lasted more than a couple days in this house.) But in the interest of succeeding in this venture, we had more or less banned most snack food from our larder. It's worked out pretty well so far. Till this past weekend when I got an almost pregnancy-like craving for the things.
It's been horrible, let me tell you. So when Mom and I stopped in Publix this evening, the siren song seemed worse than usual. It's times like this when I wish it were as simple a matter as plugging my ears or closing my eyes to all the delicious goodies on display. But it's not. And sadly, willpower isn't always strong enough to resist the call of the cheese puff.
...maybe next time I'll just strap myself to the car. It worked for Odysseus.
You know of that which I speak.
The siren song of the snack aisle.
In Book 12 of The Odyssey, the goddess Circe warns Odysseus that he and his men will encounter Sirens, deadly creatures of beautiful song. The only way to avoid the danger is to plug the men's ears with beeswax and have Odysseus tied to the mast until they are well away from the Sirens' song.
I've often mentioned my love affair with cheese puffs. There is a very good reason why we don't keep them in the house -- they are the only snack food I absolutely cannot make myself stop eating. I couldn't tell you what it is about them. Whether it's the flavor, the texture, the smell...I really don't know. But once a bag is open, it's hours are numbered. (Yes, I said hours. I don't think an open bag has ever lasted more than a couple days in this house.) But in the interest of succeeding in this venture, we had more or less banned most snack food from our larder. It's worked out pretty well so far. Till this past weekend when I got an almost pregnancy-like craving for the things.
It's been horrible, let me tell you. So when Mom and I stopped in Publix this evening, the siren song seemed worse than usual. It's times like this when I wish it were as simple a matter as plugging my ears or closing my eyes to all the delicious goodies on display. But it's not. And sadly, willpower isn't always strong enough to resist the call of the cheese puff.
...maybe next time I'll just strap myself to the car. It worked for Odysseus.
Here's a Tip...
Don't weigh yourself before bed. Especially if you weighed yourself in the morning. I just stepped off the scale, and it told me I'd gained three pounds over the course of the day. O_o And while I know it's just weight fluctuation and digesting food, I liked this morning's number much better.
Anyway!
It's been nearly a week since my last update. And what a week. After dropping three pounds in as many days, I thought I was done -- especially once the weekend started. It was not kind to me, though I did try. Weekends are difficult around here because everyone is home, and our eating schedules get thrown all out of whack. Then there's the "fun" aspect of the weekend, at least in regards to food. We want to do something special for lunch on Saturday. And Sunday evening has always been "fun food" night. Usually someone will run up to Zaxby's. This weekend it was a $5 pizza from Little Caesar's. So amid all that I didn't think I'd fared too well. It was with some fear and trepidation that I stepped on the scale Monday afternoon.
Would you believe it? It told me I'd lost 6.8 pounds last week. THREE MORE than what I'd counted on Thursday. I thought Sarah would start cartwheeling she was so excited, though I was too shocked to do much of anything, lol. Who in the world has a 6.8 loss in one week?? Isn't that usually for people who eat lettuce and work out like crazy? But hey. I'm more than happy to claim it. At this rate, I should hit my 5% goal sometime this week -- well before my birthday deadline.
Due to dropping into the 270's, I've also dropped a point. So now my daily value is 37 points -- still plenty to eat well (and things that I like) without having to delve into the flex points. I would imagine that as more points drop that will probably change. One of the biggest "point wasters" is the real mayo on my turkey sandwiches. I keep it at a serving, but three points for one tablespoon of the stuff is a bit much. And yes, I've tried fat free mayo. And it's nasty. Like, revolting nasty. If only I liked mustard...
Guess that's a bridge I'll cross when it comes.
Again, thank you guys SO MUCH for all your love and support. I seriously couldn't do this without all the encouragement. Keep me in your thoughts and prayers. I love you for it!
Anyway!
It's been nearly a week since my last update. And what a week. After dropping three pounds in as many days, I thought I was done -- especially once the weekend started. It was not kind to me, though I did try. Weekends are difficult around here because everyone is home, and our eating schedules get thrown all out of whack. Then there's the "fun" aspect of the weekend, at least in regards to food. We want to do something special for lunch on Saturday. And Sunday evening has always been "fun food" night. Usually someone will run up to Zaxby's. This weekend it was a $5 pizza from Little Caesar's. So amid all that I didn't think I'd fared too well. It was with some fear and trepidation that I stepped on the scale Monday afternoon.
Would you believe it? It told me I'd lost 6.8 pounds last week. THREE MORE than what I'd counted on Thursday. I thought Sarah would start cartwheeling she was so excited, though I was too shocked to do much of anything, lol. Who in the world has a 6.8 loss in one week?? Isn't that usually for people who eat lettuce and work out like crazy? But hey. I'm more than happy to claim it. At this rate, I should hit my 5% goal sometime this week -- well before my birthday deadline.
Due to dropping into the 270's, I've also dropped a point. So now my daily value is 37 points -- still plenty to eat well (and things that I like) without having to delve into the flex points. I would imagine that as more points drop that will probably change. One of the biggest "point wasters" is the real mayo on my turkey sandwiches. I keep it at a serving, but three points for one tablespoon of the stuff is a bit much. And yes, I've tried fat free mayo. And it's nasty. Like, revolting nasty. If only I liked mustard...
Guess that's a bridge I'll cross when it comes.
Again, thank you guys SO MUCH for all your love and support. I seriously couldn't do this without all the encouragement. Keep me in your thoughts and prayers. I love you for it!
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