Oh ya, it's weigh in time!

I am so loving weight watchers!  I have been eating so much more this week than I have been the last few months.  And my body said..... THANK YOU.   I had almost forgotten what fruits and veggies were.  I feel good.  My focus before was losing weight and getting healthy, but I really was going about it all wrong.  After severely restricting myself these last few months, it is amazing feeling to know I can eat anything I want, and just build it into my daily plan.   I just finished my yummy lunch of grilled salmon, brown rice, and a yummy green salad with tomato's and avocado's with light balsamic dressing.  My tummy is happy and so am I.

By Tuesday of this last week, after a dreadful eating Easter weekend, I weighed in at 243.4.  When I weighed in today I was.....

240.0
That's a total of 3.4 pounds for the week.  Yippy!

 I can't wait to see those "30's" on the scale.

Early this morning 3:30 a.m. I got up with my girls to watch the royal wedding.  It was a blast.  When I was nine I got up by myself to watch Diana get married to what's his name.  I wanted to do it with my girls this time.  I pulled out the china and we had a "tea" party.  We don't drink tea, so we had hot cocoa, and fancy little cookies.   Last night I had very carefully calculated out the points value for the cookies and cocoa so I would know what they were costing me today.   And guess what!  I didn't feeling like eating anything at that crazy time of the morning!  I watched my girls sip on their cocoa, nibble their cookies, and make a memory that hopefully will last a lifetime.  That was all I needed.

I think when I hit 30 pounds lost, I'll post some updated pic's.

Walking in the Park can be dangerous to your health!!

Yesterday after I posted, I hopped on my recumbent bike.  I peddled and peddled.  I put the resistance all the way up.  Nothing happened.  My trusty bike was out of commission.  In mourning, I decided to talk a walk in the park.  At least I could get a little exercise in.

So there I am, briskly walking in the park, and quite frankly freezing my cheeks (both pair) off, when I am suddenly accosted by a mean looking bulldog with his owner in tow!  He struck first at my arm, and when I jerked that away, he sunk his teeth into my calf.  OOOOUUUUCCCCCHHHH!   What the heck!  Do I look like a mail man?

The owner just stared at me.  Duh!!  I was a bit in shock, and let the owner apologize and then went on my way.  Okay... not the smartest thing to do, I know, but I really just didn't know what to do.

So this morning I woke up with a nice 6 inch scratch on my calf with a lovely purple bruise surrounding it.  Stupid Dog!

So after much thought I have come to the conclusion that what I was doing (slim-fast) just was not working this time around.  I lost 70 pounds before I had my baby with this method, but it just isn't cutting it this time.   So... I have decided to go a different route.  I am the newest member of Weight Watchers.  

I'm super excited about this decision, and feel like it will give me the structure that I need, yet allow me a little freedom to have a variety of healthy food.  I'm already seeing a change in the scale, and I'm hopeful that it will continue.

Giving it a lot of thought!

I've been giving my situation a lot of thought.  This weekend stunk.  Did you know that Easter is the 2nd biggest candy selling holiday?  Only Halloween is greater.  I think I may have single-handedly moved Easter up to number one.

Up until this point I have been doing slim-fast.  I make a killer shake with milk chocolate slim-fast, ice and a banana.  But..... one can only have so many before you simply lose your mind.  I was having them for breakfast, dinner and a frozen meal (lean cuisine, smart ones, etc.) for lunch.  I honestly don't think I was getting enough calories.  I was right around 1200-1300 a day.  When I worked out I would burn between 400 and 800, so you would think I would be losing.  Right?

Sometimes I would slip up a little, but then it would be a landslide of bad choices.  I'm really an all or nothing girl, so if I'm not eating "good"  then I'm eating "bad".  

So I have come to the decision that I need to make some changes.  Big changes.  My mind has been racing all day, and I have come up with a plan.  I'm excited.  I will tell you about it tomorrow, but first I need to go ride my recumbent bike before biggest loser is on.  Happy Trails!

P.S.  Thank you to everyone who posted ideas for changing things up on my last post.  Very helpful!

Weekend Weigh In

This has been a crazy week!  A precursor to the insanely busy month of May no doubt. There are all the end of school programs, dance recitals, piano recitals, and all the sports going on as well.  Times that by six kids.  Yesiree,   May is a crazy month.
Yesterday,  Mr.  Handsome and I went to the Dr.'s  and he got the old snip-snip.  That's right, my baby bearing days are over.  Six kids is enough.  :)  I've been playing nurse to him, but mostly warden trying to get him to take it easy.  It was a tough night between being up with the baby, and helping him, but I really can't complain, can I?

The weigh is slipping off so slowly.  It is frustrating to see such small progress.  It just makes me want to eat what ever I want, and say the heck with it!

This morning I weighed in at....

241.8

Stinking Slow.  I guess I'm heading in the right direction at least.  I wonder if I'm eating enough calories to lose.  I seem to do better, when I don't workout which makes me wonder.

What do you do to jump start things after you've hit a bump in the road?  Needing some ideas and motivation.  Thanks.

Ring around the collar

Sorry I haven't posted this week.  It has been CRAZY!  Great, but crazy.  I only made it to the gym on Monday,  buy I'm hoping to get  a workout in today.  Last night we went to an awards banquet for our son who plays hockey on his high school team.  We were super excited when he won "most valuable defensemen".  It was a big surprise.
On Sunday, I was frantically making spanish cookies for 100 people, and mexican rice pudding too.  It was for an event at our Church that night, and my sweet hubby had neglected to tell me he was in charge of food.  (I didn't even know how to make these spanish cookies, and I'd never made rice pudding, so needless to say it was a stressful afternoon.)  So there I was working in the kitchen, when I hear my three year old start to wale.   By the time the older kids brought her downstairs to me, she was crying hysterically.  When I saw her, I didn't know what to do....

My sweet little three year old had put her new "Princess Potty seat" around her neck, and it was STUCK on her head.  Tight.  I tried so hard not to laugh, but it was no easy task.  It was to most ridiculous thing I had ever seen.  We tried for ten minutes to pull that darn thing off her head.   Luckily my husband came in and was able to help pry it off.  Sorry to say, that the Princess Potty Seat had already been used.

Have a great and healthy day!

Sixteen Minutes

So toward the end of another grueling workout on the elliptical machine a short while ago, I was running out of steam.  Giving myself a pep talk, I looked at the time remaining on the screen.  Sixteen minutes.   Sixteen short minutes!

I can do anything for sixteen minutes, I thought to myself.  It was at that exact moment that the smelliest, stinkiest, man came and hopped on the machine next to me.  I took a deep breath (somewhat important in exercising) and nearly choked!

Wow!  That sixteen minutes became an eternity!  Was this person trying to set a record for not showering, or did he simply live in the woods and was anti-antiperspirant?  Whatever the reason was, continuing to breath next to this smelly man was now my biggest challenge, not completing my workout.

I struggled on, counting seconds instead of minutes.  I was determined to finish.  Finally, my time was up and I escaped before being overcome with the toxic fumes.  Oh, and I did my cool down far, far away.

Have any of you ever encountered "unusual" people at the gym?

Wishing all of you a sweet smelling day!

Three bags of potatoes!

Today the scale finally moved down a smidge, and I hit the twenty five pound mark!  It was less than a pound, but it felt great to finally hit this milestone.  So here are my two ten pound bags of potatoes and a five pounder to illustrate my total weight loss.  

The other day I was at the gym on my favorite machine of torture, the elliptical.  I was  trying to hit three miles, and as the screen showed that I had reached my goal I let out a  silent Whooo! In my excited burst of breath, I shot the gum right out of my mouth into the cup holder.   I looked around and luckily no one had noticed.     When they say to "give it your all"  I don't think they meant my gum too.

I hate the stinking scale!

I got home from my trip from Park City all excited to jump on the scale.  I had a weeks worth of eating right and exercising under my belt and I couldn't wait to see the results.  Unfortunately mother nature got in the way, and TOM had come and screwed everything up!!  I came home weighing the same as I did before I left.

I know I should look for other signs of weight loss besides just the number on the scale, but it means so stinking much to me.  This morning I came in at 244.0.     I hate not seeing the progress and hard work.  

On Saturday I went to the gym and did the elliptical for 40 minutes on level ten.  I'm still feeling it.  :)

I'm kind of down in the dumps right now.  Did I ever tell you I also struggle with depression?  I just need a little sunshine, and to work on my patience.  Hope everyone is having a great day!

Just checking in!

Hello!  I have not fallen off the face of the earth, nor have I fallen off the weight loss wagon. I HAVE  been crazy busy being a mom, helping out with school activities, hosting 4 extra house guests and celebrating my anniversary with Mr. Handsome.

As I write this, I am in Park City, Utah on a spring break with my family.  It's not as glamorous as it seems.  I don't ski (yet) and while the kids and hubby hit the slopes,  I'm am taking care of the baby, making meals and running kids back and forth from the slopes (at least the little ones).  Yesterday my cute little three year old tried skiing for the first time.  She did pretty darn good, and Mr. Handsome was so wonderful with teaching her.  I of course had to be on hand to take pictures, and cheer for her.

My husband would love for me to go skiing with them, but the last time I went I was 22 years younger, and one hundred pounds  lighter. Even then I wasn't so good, and it was a one time thing. I've promised him I will give it a try next season when I am lighter, and in better shape.

I haven't posted my Friday weigh in's for a few weeks.  I have hit a bit of a slow down, which may be my body hitting a plateau, or me not devoting as much time and effort as I should with my busy month.  I stayed the same, around 249 for most of the second half of March.  It was a frustrating time for me. Last week I finally saw some progress on the scale.  My weigh in for last Friday, April 1st was...   245.00
That's a total of 23 pounds!  I was thrilled, considering the weekend before I had run away with Mr. Handsome for a romantic weekend.  We had super yummy food, but I worked hard to eat small portions of healthy food.  (with a few small indulgences) I chose the salmon instead of the prime rib for dinner, which is what I would usually have gotten.  We even hit the gym at the hotel together for a kick butt workout.  It's sad/funny, but we've stayed at this hotel at least five or six times for romantic getaways, and I've never wanted to go to their gym before now.   We really had an awesome time.

I have not been able to weigh in all week here in Park City and it is driving me crazy!  I've been hitting the gym here, and eating good, and I'm dying to know where I stand.  I'm one of those daily weigher's.  Sometimes even twice a day.  (morning at night)  Can you say "Obsessed?"  Hopefully when I get back home, I'll have some good numbers to report.

Hope everyone is hanging in there, and making good food choices!  Have a great day!