Time Just Keeps Flyin’ On By

Jeepers. It’s July 9th. 2 months since my last post. I think about blogging at least once daily, if not more. I’m not a very proficient writer, and I always gag while reading back over a post…feeling like it’s not even me writing these words. This blog just doesn’t sound like me. I mean, I started this post out with “jeepers”. Pretty sure I’ve never uttered that made up word out loud, except when talking about that horrible excuse for a horror flick, Jeepers Creepers 1 & (sadly) 2.

In 2 months a lot has changed and pretty much stayed the same all in one. A lot of headway has been made as far as wedding plans go. Invitations are in and will be ready to go out to our guests in the next week or so. Favors are planned and will be orders/assembled over my big bachelorette party week. The bridal shower is set for next weekend, the 21st. My dress is in, the girls dresses are almost in, and the guys tuxedos are selected. Minor details are coming along slowly but surely, and this whole wedding thing doesn’t seem so horrible to plan after all. Having never planned one and hoping to never have to do it again I think my girls and I have done a pretty great job. I just hope it all comes together on the big day! I’m not so much a party planner…completely not a party planner. My worst fear is people showing up to the venue and thinking “Okay…what was she going for here?”. It’s a Wizard of Oz theme but I don’t want it to be over the top “themey”. Here’s hopin’!

As far as Weight Watchers is concerned I’ve been doing a pretty kicked ass job. I did fudge up a little bit but got back on track and am down to 177, so a total of 7 lbs lost since my last post. I hit the 75 lb mark which was AMAZEballs. I even got a little charm to go with it. My friend Jules is on the WW wagon with me and she’s honestly been a big help in keeping me on track. WW, in my opinion, always works better with a friend. She’s doing incredibly so far and looking fabulous. I’m so proud of her! Jules was one of my first friends in college and she’s struggled with weight pretty much her whole life. She thanks me on a daily basis for getting her to join WW with me and I have to remind her that SHE is the one I should be thanking…I was going through a pretty rough go eating right and exercising when she joined and she got me back on the right path. She’s definitely going to go far and reach her goal; I can feel it. In the almost 2 years that I’ve been with WW so many people have asked me how they can lose weight and if I have any tips or advice. I’ve given the same long drawn out advice to person after person, and NO ONE has ever taken it. Just as I didn’t take other people’s advice I asked for long ago. I don’t fault them for it, because I know how difficult it is to start. I just wish I were better with my words so I could convey what an absolutely life changing tool WW is.

One recent change in my life has been worrying about my parent’s health. While neither of them is significantly ill or sick in anyway, neither of them are at all healthy either. Both of my parents have high blood pressure and astronomically bad cholesterol. Growing up I never thought the food we were eating was unhealthy, and now I realize just how unhealthy all of my mother’s cooking is. My parents are both very naive about what’s good and what’s bad, thinking that since they haven’t had a heart attack “YET” that they’re fine. For both of them to be on as much medication as they are for all their different issues I can’t grasp how neither of them think that their lifestyle is okay by any means. They’re in their mid 50s and as I grow older, so do they, and I’ve just begun to become aware that they’re not going to be here forever…which seems a little premature to think about for some, I’m sure, but when I see the amounts of pills they each take regularly, and how many doctors visits they go on and how often they’re down with the flu/cold/strep/etc. it worries me. I wish I could just be their personal cook/trainer/caretaker so that I could control their health. But the least I can do for now is constantly remind my mother to drink more water, check her blood pressure, and her blood sugar (she’s type 2 diabetic), and to keep up with her blood work when her doctor orders it instead of letting it slip by the way side. I was very happy to hear that her cholesterol on her last blood work was significantly lower than previous years, like SIGNIFICANTLY lower. She’s also started texting me about what she should/can order when having lunch or going out to dinner. She works in the city and they order lunch pretty much everyday, and while she thinks that a cheesesteak split between breakfast and lunch is alright, it’s just not. It’s amazing how my thoughts were exactly the same just two years ago…just because it’s a SMALL, doesn’t mean that it’s any better. I digress… I just want my parents to live LONG and healthier lives. I don’t ever want to have to visit them in the hospital after a heart attack, or worse…not get the chance to visit them at all.

I don’t know if it’s just getting slightly older or if it’s due to my increasingly better health that I’ve become so morbid. I’m constantly worrying about every member of my family, wishing they could just be healthier. I don’t have the finances to hire them all personal trainers or cooks, and I certainly can’t quit my job to do it for them… I don’t want to be the nagging force at all the future family parties/cookouts/holidays. I don’t want the people around me to feel badly or guilty for eating another slice of cake or slathering mayo on their burgers. I just want them to all go on a run afterward with me ;). Just kidding. Sometimes I just think about before I joined WW, how much happier everything was then.. which is a really horrible thing to think. I’ve even had Joey tell me how I was a lot happier THEN than I am now. Food controlled so much of my life…as it does now too. But in happier ways. Now it’s so stressful for me to constantly think about healthier alternatives, or having to make sure I bring my own foods to the family BBQ, and feeling devastatingly guilty when I miss one or two days in a row at the gym. I hate it, honestly. 

 

I could go on for days about my previous statement. So I think I’ll save that for another post. I just hope it doesn’t take me another 2 months to do so!

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Good or Evil?

I struggle with good and evil on a pretty regular basis. Especially being a nanny. I have my own goals with the children and certainly my own beliefs. I’m probably scoffed at by parents all over who think that I think I know it all. I’m here to tell you I DON’T THINK THAT. There are a few things that I do think I might have a good thought process on, but nothing I think is unconventional or out of this world ground breaking. 

1. SLEEP. Sure, I love the break between 12-3 that a nap provides. But I also love the behavior that comes along with this good rest. I love knowing that the child was well behaved for the parents later on in the day, instead of their usual 6pm temper tantrum. I love knowing that it gave the child a better nights rest because they weren’t over tired. (For the longest time I didn’t understand how being over tired would affect a child’s sleep. I used to think just think that, logically, if they didn’t nap wouldn’t they sleep better, because they’d be so tired? Not true. At all.) I also enjoy the health benefits for children that come from getting a good nights sleep. You can’t argue with that, so I don’t need to explain why.

2. EATING WELL. I always strongly believed in this, even before I was eating well myself. That may seem a bit hypocritical, but I just seeing it as looking out for their well being over my own. I don’t think that treats need to be given everyday, or for every “good” that they do. I don’t think that just because brownies were made together that they all need to be eaten together at every turn. (some of these are personal examples…) Perhaps a cookie packed in a lunch every once in a while is appropriate. Every day? No. Brownies after breakfast? Hell no. Dessert every night? Nope. McDonald’s even once a week? FUCK no. I feel like McDonald’s and all fast food in general, ESPECIALLY FOR CHILDREN, is completely and 100 percent unnecessary. However, to celebrate a “special occasion” or if you really, really, REALLY had no other options that day…then fine. But to me, McDonald’s is an unnecessary evil. It does nothing for a human being except fill them up with fat and grease. I understand that things go haywire sometimes, or you’re running late…but sacrificing a child’s health is a sad consequence of not managing your time well. I don’t think that’s worth it. It may seem harsh, but when in my house as a child if you didn’t eat what was made for dinner…you didn’t eat. A few skipped meals and you realize that broccoli isn’t so bad. I remember one night my mother leaving me in the kitchen in the dark, after everyone had gone to bed because I wouldn’t eat my broccoli. I couldn’t get up until it was finished. I’m pretty sure I never fought broccoli again. Making separate meals for children, after they’re finished eating baby foods of course, is not ok. It only teaches them, in my honest opinion, that they don’t have to eat what you’re eating and that you will always make them whatever they want. They’ll just become accustomed to getting another meal, making you cook two different breakfasts/lunches/dinners. I feel like it also turns children into picky eaters. I’m in no way, shape or form a picky eater. Never have been. I feel that the way my parents raised me is a result of that. I learned to try new foods and not to be afraid of vegetables or something that smelled different. And face it, picky eaters are down right ANNOYING and is completely avoidable. 

3. YES all kids are DIFFERENT, but some things are simply universal. Naps are good for everyone, I don’t care who you are. Eating right is good for everyone. Discipline is good for everyone. Perhaps the WAY you’re disciplining is different, but it should be done consistently either way. Discipline is probably where I’ve noticed children suffer the most. Taking something away from them and telling them it’s gone for x number of minutes/hours/days/weeks, and giving it back at any point beforehand…teaches them nothing. Putting them in time out and allowing them to come out before the allotted time, teaches them nothing. Putting them in time out and then allowing them to go right back to how they were behaving and not repeating the discipline…teaches them nothing. This is all pretty common sense. Right? Wrong. I’m sure they all have their reasons for not following through with whatever it is they promised, but parents have got to fucking follow through. It’s funny that after a few temper tantrums and fits, the kids I watch eventually just accept what I’m saying. I do not have any magic tricks, or special powers. I simply stick to my guns. No matter what. NO MATTER WHAT. If it really does mean ruining whatever plans we had for the day to teach the 1 kid out of the 3 or 4 or however many, that his/her behavior is NOT ACCEPTABLE, then so be it. If anything it’ll be a lesson for the rest of them as well that I’m not going to put up with that bad behavior, and that there will be consequences. 

I probably sound like a crazy lunatic right now, and that’s okay. If crazy lunatic means your child listens to me, sleeps well, eats well and is over all better suited for his little life…then call me a crazy lunatic. I can’t articulate how many times a parent has said “I don’t know how you get (insert childs name here) to eat so well! She doesn’t even stand up on the chair while she’s eating!” “We need to have you here for dinners more often if it means that little Johnny will eat his vegetables!” “I don’t know why he naps for you, he never naps for us!” and so on. Like I said: I claim no magical tricks or powers. I simply practice what I preach. No, it’s not always easy. There are days with sick children, interrupted schedules, and over all “WTF”s. But, on a broader scale these kids behave. For me. These kids sit still, tearless, in dentists chairs. They don’t cry or need soda to help make their medicine go down. They welcome naps. They welcome teeth brushing. They understand that no REALLY DOES mean no. It’s not like I walk in and these kids just start obeying me like sweet little angels. They try and fight me tooth and nail. I’ve been kicked, punched, shoved, pinched, bitten, screamed at, thrown up on from so much crying they actually projectiled their lunch because they had to take a nap, my chair kicked repeatedly on a car ride, and smacked. All of this behavior is then met with a STERN and I mean STERN talking to, and an appropriate consequence. After awhile, it seems to get through to them. And from then on we’re usually a-okay. 

My basic point in this whole rant/discussion is that I’m just trying to figure out WHY parents/guardians don’t follow these rules at least somewhat. Consistently. Sure, there are parents that do…but in every single nanny situation I have been in, these consistencies are non-existent. I’m pretty sure “Consistency” is a term these parents have never met. When these parents look at me and say “WOW, I can’t believe you got Little Lucas to do THAT!” I think “I can’t believe you CAN’T get him to do that”.

A child isn’t going to hate you because you put them in time out. They aren’t going to become serial killers because you forcefully talked to them. They won’t murder you in your sleep for turning the car around. And they certainly will not hold a grudge because you made them take a nap. Children are resilient. Children know what unconditional love truly means, and they will keep coming back for hugs. They will keep grabbing your face with both hands to give you big sloppy kisses (At least until they’re 6 or so… :( ) So don’t be afraid to follow through. Don’t be afraid to let them cry it out at nap time, or time outs. Don’t be afraid to PUNISH them.  Consistency is KEY with children. I know it’s frustrating, daunting, painful, annoying, and downright inconvenient at times….but it WORKS. It will make trips of all kinds more enjoyable, meal times less messy, nap times longer, and faces full of more smiles than tears. 

 

Agree with what you want, disagree with even more. But you cannot argue three things: 

1. Eating well is good

2. Sleeping well is better

3. Discipline is best

10 minutes in time out if you disagree!

I have got to stop disappearing…

I’m back! Again…

I can’t tell you all (you all…yea right ;) ) how often I think “I need to blog this!” “I should write in my blog about this.” “Ok. THIS is definitely going into the blog!” I just never conjure up the motivation to actually sit down and write it out. Between school, work, running and the rest of life’s daily chaos, writing in the blog just becomes another chore to me. But believe me, I can definitely sit down and read everyone’s posts all day long. In fact, it’s one of the first things I do when I wake up. Not joking. First I’ll peruse facebook, then instagram, and then move on to my favorite blogs to see if anyone has posted anything new. I do this with my morning coffee and it’s my little routine. I just can’t ever seem to fit writing my own blog in to it. However, I’m plenty caught up with homework and the boys I nanny are all sleeping, noone’s written any thing new in their blogs, so I’m free to write in mine. How about that?

Was that a long-winded enough explanation for why I’m writing today? 

Anyhow, since we last met I have gone up another lb. Last week I was up 1.2, in fact. I’m going to blame that 1.2 completely on water retention because I was basically the star pupil of Weight Watcher’s students last week. I got somewhere around 43 activity points, and tracked every single bite, lick and taste. BUT, I also tried spinning for the first time on Saturday, then I ran 6 miles on Sunday (first time in about 3 months running that distance), and then I did Body PUMP on Monday (also first time). By Tuesday I could not move. Could. Not. Move. I couldn’t really move comfortably again until about Friday. So, my gain on Wednesday was most certainly water. But, as per my old habits, my 1.2 gain got me down in the dumps. I had a hard time staying on track over the weekend, but I pulled it back together yesterday. I ran 7, and I cooked a healthy dinner. (Baja Style California Fish Tacos, 9 WW pts) and drank my water. I’m not working out again until Wednesday, where I plan on attending another Body PUMP at the Y with an old friend. 

As far as Body Pump…if you are planning on Weighing in shortly after taking that class, I suggest you don’t. I did it on a Monday and weighed in on a Wednesday, and was up 1.2. So now I’m going to plan to do it regularly on Wednesdays, that way my body has a week to get over any kind of gain. For the first few weeks I should look forward to my body feeling like death for a couple of days after each one. That’s a good thing! Right?

Don’t know what Body Pump is? It’s a whole body strength exercise class with weights. There’s no dancing, which I was very happy about, and nice loud music to get you pumped. You get to take a short break after each “move”, which I was also happy about. There’s an instructor at the front who (in my class) is VERY helpful and tells you exactly what to the entire way. She even gave an example of each move before we had to start a new one so that you wouldn’t be lost until half way through. I got there a bit early so that I could introduce myself to her and let her know I have NO clue what I’m doing. So she helped me gather all my equipment (that’s another cool thing, all the stuff you need besides water and a towel is there!) and then told me what weights I might want to use and helped me set up. She kept an eye on me through the class and I really felt welcomed. So far I’m pretty impressed. I have heard from numerous people that this class will get you nice and tone, and by the way I was feeling it all week I can definitely see why. I’m excited to go back on Wednesday, and I also plan on doing Spin again on Saturday.

Spin was AWESOME. I burned somewhere around 900 calories, and I actually didn’t feel horribly afterwards. Perhaps since I’m conditioned running wise I was okay to do Spinning, because it wasn’t as scary as people were telling me it was going to be. I was able to pull through the whole class and felt like I could have kept going. For anyone who’s never tried it: It’s basically a special kind of stationary bike, they look a bit different from the ones that are in the gym, and the handle bars are more like what would be on a bike, but more compact. Theres three different hand positions, just labeled One, Two and Three. Again there’s an instructor up front who will tell you what to do the whole way through, and very loud music. (The music in this class is the best because you are cycling through the music. So when the tempo goes up, you go faster, when it slows down so do you) The instructor will tell you when to rise up, and sit back down. The different hand positions kind of indicate how hard it is. One is the easiest, and is used when you’re sitting down, so your back is straightened. Two, you’re leaning down just a bit, and usually your butt is hovering over the seat. Three is when you’re completely hunched over and your butt is up. You use three to really push it “over a hill”, and go from two to one to come back down. All in all, I was impressed with this class and am excited to go back.

What is so cool about doing these classes is that I don’t feel inconvenienced by going to them. When I have to go to the gym to run I’m just groaning all over. Of course when it’s over I feel awesome, but getting to it is the worst. When I’m heading to these classes I feel excited, and I want to do them over and over. All week I was disappointed that I couldn’t go, and I totally planned on hitting up Spin on Saturday, but I was so exhausted I slept through the alarm twice. I slept through it again on Sunday. I did get to the gym Saturday but it was such a waste because I COULD NOT move. Body Pump REALLY kicked my ass into next week last week. I was SO tired and exhausted the entire week and I was getting worried I wouldn’t be able to do my long run yesterday, but I did! 

With the Half coming up I had started looking up different tips for beginners on training. I found tips all over from how to dress, what to eat the night before and morning of, a running schedule, and different energy supplements for the race day. (I heard GU was a good fuel so I picked some up on Sat at Dick’s. More on that later) I also read while doing my research that you should get into more conditioning activities, like weight training and cycling. That’s the main reason I decided to try out these classes. It makes sense too. Not only am I conditioning my body to run, I’m conditioning it all over to be completely fit. I was worried before signing up for my half that I’d let the nerves get the best of me and not be able to train. So far it’s looking good, though, and I’ve got about 7 more weeks to do so and I’m already up to running 7 miles. I will definitely be ready by race day! 

As for the GU. It’s essentially a fuel supplement that comes in a few different forms. I picked up on in a little packet that is sort of like a gel. It has all different flavors, even plain, and I picked up Mandarin Orange. It says on the pack that it will give you up to 1.5-2 hours of energy fuel, which is PERFECT for a Half. I also picked up the GU Chomps, which were basically rather large gummies. I picked those up in Watermelon and they were DELICIOUS. I haven’t tried the gel packet yet, but the Chomps I did use for my run yesterday. The serving size was 4 gummies, and I chewed them up before I started my run. I definitely could have run further yesterday, but I didn’t want to over exert myself. Joey also chewed some up before doing his work out, but he said he didn’t really notice a difference. However, he wasn’t really doing anything that would have required the GU. He did run 3 miles, but then did weight training. So I would definitely say the GU is mainly for distance running. I will definitely be picking up some more Chomps while I’m training and I’ll let ya know what I think about the gel form when I use it.

I also picked up some new running shoes this weekend. I had had the Nike Pegasus 28’s this whole time, and they definitely were worn out. I ran about 200+ miles on them, and that was just way too much. I picked up the new Nike Pegasus’, and I’m certainly IN love. They were like running on baby unicorn clouds for 7 miles. They’ll be nice and broken in by run day, so I’m very glad I picked them up now. 

I know that a while ago I had said I wanted this blog to be more about my diet and working out. Because my life is so much more than that. I hope to start actually blogging when I think to do it, so that I can have more on here than just running and weight watchers. They are such a huge part of my life right now, which is why they seem to be covering up my news feeds and Instagram, but I can’t help it! 

I’ll be back again Wednesday to let ya know how my Weigh in goes, sans body pump today. Hope you all have had a fabulous last few weeks and that anyone stumbling by got to learn something. :) 

Where have I been?

So it’s been a couple of weeks. 

I really disappointed my self in the last two weeks of December by not eating right or really exercising at all. After the 19th, which was my last weigh in of 2012, I just kind of went on vacation. I paid for it. Ohhhhh did I pay for it. I skipped the 26th weigh-in, and went back on the 2nd kicking and screaming. I had to, though, as any fellow weight watcher would know. I purposely skipped the 26th because I KNEW it wouldn’t be good, and I didn’t want to see that quite yet. So I took that as an excuse to continue being terrible for another week, and come the 2nd I was up 6.8 LBS! Can you friggin’ believe that? I got my self down to a lower weight than when I was a senior in highschool and I blew it on some champagne and a million empty calories. (The champagne was totally worth it) 

When I saw my weight sky rocket like that I jumped back on the band wagon very happily. I even offered to drive it. On that very fateful day I hadn’t even been planning to go, but a little voice told me that if I didn’t I would just keep ballooning up and never see the light of day. Am I ever glad I got on that scale…which is surprising to me because it used to be that if I even slightly gained, it could be +.1, I would freak. I’d be DEVASTATED. But 6.8? Sure, not problema. I guess it was because I KNEW how disgustingly awful I had been and I deserved it. I downright deserved it. I decided to run that day, for the first time in probably a month, and somehow pulled out 3 miles. A very slow 3 miles it was, but nonetheless I did it. I ran a couple more times that week, even while on a quick 24 hour vacation to visit my BFF in Washington, DC. Her and I hit up the gym and ran it out, made ourselves a delicious salad for lunch and headed to the zoo where we walked for 2 hours! We then came home and cooked a deliciously healthy WW meal and that was our day. I had really been expecting us to go full hog and go out for lunch/dinner and have a few bloody marys, but she made sure we stayed on track. I needed that. 

On the 9th I was down 4.2 lbs, which I was at first disappointed about. But I realized, it took me two weeks to put the 6.8 on, I need two weeks to take it off. Maybe this Wednesday I’ll be down another 2.6, we’ll see. I’ve been staying on track, even when we went out to dinner twice last week!

Last Wednesday we headed to Famous Dave’s, which is admittedly a very hard restaurant for me to stay on track at. However, I made sure to fill up on healthy foods all that day and when we got there I was really not all that hungry. I usually order the two meat combo (terrible, I know), but that night I ordered just the brisket with some steamed broccoli and beans. Brisket is apparently one of the healthiest cuts of beef you can get. AWESOME. I didn’t even finish half of my brisket (there were about 5 or 6 palm sized thin slices), and didn’t really touch my beans because they weren’t all that good, but definitely finished my broccoli. Then, since we had a free birthday meal there for Joey we were surprised with a birthday sundae. It was three scoops of vanilla ice cream piled with chocolate syrup and whipped cream. We joked about how we could have made the same thing at home for a 1/3 of the calories, but we ate it anyway. It was free, hello! We didn’t finish that either, though, so I was pretty proud of us!

Then Friday, my mom’s birthday, her and I headed to Moe’s for lunch. I made sure to point my lunch before we got there and stuck to it. I’d never been there before….well I had been once years ago when I lived in NC, and hadn’t been impressed. But I wanted to give it another try. I got the Joey Junior Fish Burrito? I think that’s what it was called. It’s about a 4 in burrito, and you get to pick your toppings. I went with all healthy options (fresh veggies and fish, with a little rice), and it filled me up pretty nicely. My mom got the Homewrecker. That should be self explanatory. 

That night we had plans to go out with my parents and our good family friends Joanne and David to Outback. I also pointed that dinner before we went out and again stuck to plan. When the bread came I didn’t touch it. When the free Bloomin’ Onion came, I didn’t touch it. I have to admit, however, that I’ve never been a Bloomin’ Onion fan so that wasn’t hard for me. (I LOVE Onions and I LOVED fried anything so I don’t know why it’s never been a thing for me…too greasy?). I had my dad order two Ahi Tuna appetizers (which is like 2 points? SO GOOD). When the wings came, I didn’t touch them. I had a few too many glasses of moscato, but backed each one up with a full glass of water. I ordered a 6 oz steak with fresh broccoli and some sauteed mushrooms. That was that. I left without feeling stuffed or gross. Which was nice. 

On Saturday I did something I never thought I would do. Now, I know I had said I was going to do this back in December but then the problems arose with my chest pains and I just kind of got scared off completely from running for a while. But, I decided to sign up for the Rock ‘n Roll Half Marathon in DC on March 16! Brittany had been asking me to do it, and I really really wanted to…but it took me a week after she’d signed up to actually do it. I kept telling myself it was the money aspect (125 bucks to run 13.1 miles seems INSANE to me) but it was really the doubt. Once I had done it I felt energized and excited. I am SO excited to do this, and as much as it cost I will be even more motivated to train. 

Yesterday we joined the Y. It’s something we’ve really been wanting to do but thought it would cost too much. We got a post card in the mail letting us know that the joined fee (60 bucks) was being waived for the month of January, so we decided to just go and check it out. They have a new couples option for $83 a month, which we didn’t think would be so bad. Joey canceled Weight Watcher’s so there’s his half of the Y membership. Honestly, he doesn’t really track or go to meetings…he was just using WW to weigh in once a week. So we decided we will just buy a WW scale and then he can weigh in weekly at home. He follows plan and all, but just isn’t as invested in it as I am. I NEED WW to stay on track, he doesn’t. Lucky dude! With my restarting my old nanny job (Yes, I get to go back to Zaney in February!) it won’t hurt so bad having to pay for the membership. With what I’m making at my current nanny gig there was no way I’d be able to pay that membership without feeling it. Anywho, after joining the Y we went out to run some errands and have lunch. I got half a salad at Saladworks! Yum. We got back home and I threw a healthy version of chicken and dumplings in the crock pot and we headed to the gym. I ran 5 miles! I felt AWESOME afterwards and I feel great today. It’s supposed to be my rest day but Brit is home visiting (she leaves today) and we planned to run to day. I have a free guest pass at the Y for her so hopefully we’ll head there after I get off work. I’m planning on just running a quick 2, hopefully that doesn’t kill me.

I hope to start writing in here more often. I think about it pretty frequently, but it just doesn’t happen. Hopefully now that I’m back in my groove with eating right and running, I’ll be better about writing. :)

 

Oh, and HAPPY NEW YEAR :)

Weigh-in Day

Can we just say WTF?

Do you recall all that crap I ate? Mexican food, huge margarita, Wawa gobbler, sushi? Do you recall me being okay with a gain and not being upset whatsoever?

So what do you think happened today?

Before we get to that story I’ll tell you how the morning went:
I was told to come in to work at 7:30, 90 minutes after my normal time. Upon getting there I am hit with a hurricane that is three boys not dressed, fed, or ready whatsoever. However, these boys are all troopers and perfect little angels…for the most part. So they rallied and got themselves, with some help from me, all together and on the bus in time. I did get my self in a small tizzy because it was like a whirlwind this morning with chasing them all and saying “Tie your shoes!” and giving a constant countdown. Lets just say I’m very happy that I’m normally there at 6am. It gives me a bit to sip my coffee and prepare for the morning before waking the troops and getting th day begun. Ben usually sleeps up until 7:30, the two older ones are usually fed and dressed by then, and everything just goes nice and smooth. All in all today was not starting out very great and I feared that that’s how the rest of my day was about to go.
Another stick in my side today was that my older, not alwayssoreliable brother, is coming over to install our dishwasher for us. He told us yesterday he’d be over at 11am to hit the hardware store with Joey to buy supplies. Then texted at 11 to say he’s changed it to 1pm, then still did not hear from him until almost 2 when I texted to say forget it. We did end up meeting him at Home Depot and planned for him to come to our house this morning at 9am. Well, on our little drive to weight watchers this morning, Ben and I decided to take a little detour passed my parents (where Eric currently resides) to see if he’d left yet, since it was 9am. He hadn’t. After my meeting, I decided to do another drive by. He still hadnt left. So I went inside. He was at least awake and drinking coffee, so i told him how much i did not appreciate his irresponsibility, especially since i paid him in advanc for the work. Once I was pulling out of the driveway so was he. Now I’m just ASSUMING he’s there installing it now and that I’ll be loading up my dishwasher tonight! Hopefully.
Amongst all of this disorganization, confusion, lateness, and sheer craziness, I was not foreseeing a good day AT ALL.
Want to see what changed it all?

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How freakin awesome is that?
How could my day go wrong now? So what if I have class tonight, so what if the dishwasher isn’t installed, so what if Ben is cranky. So what! I managed to pull my shit together just in the nick of time an pulled off two pounds! Man does it feel good.
I can’t say that my hard work and determination is what did the trick, because those two were sorely slacking. But my good work from last week before the weekend, and my willingness to not let the bad weekend turn into a bad week altogether, is what did the trick. Perhaps.
Drinking all my water, eating lightly the last two days, and staying on track certainly saved me. I hope I’ve learned my lesson!

The 8 Weeks Until Thanksgiving Challenge

Yesterday at my weekly meeting with WW, we were told about the 8 Weeks Until Thanks Giving Challenge, or 8WUTC. This is a challenge where we set a goal of how much we want to lose each week until then, or just reach a certain weight by then. Our leader handed out index cards where we were to write down ouer goal. We could write just that we wanted to lose .5 a lb every week for 8 weeks, or an overall number. Mine? I wrote down that I’d like to lose .5-1lb a week until then, for a total of 4-8 lbs, or that I would like to be down to 190. I didn’t want to write down that I’d definitely do 1 lb a week, because I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to accomplish that and I’m not trying to disappoint myself. I lost about 10 lbs in August, however I gained 4 right at the beginning of the month, and lost it and another 6. So technically if you think about it I lost about 6 lbs in August, and another 4 in September. I certainly think it’s quite doable to lose 4 lbs a month until we reach Thanksgiving, but if I only lose 4 lbs total I won’t be sad!

I don’t know if it’s finally get into the 19’s or what, but at this point as long as I’m going to STAY under 200, I think I’ll be happy. I never want to see 200 again. I can’t say it’ll NEVER happen because I can’t predict the future, and who knows if I’ll be as gung ho about all of this next year? I certainly hope so, but I don’t want to promise I’m going to do something and then not. This may sound like I’m a commitment phobe, but I assure you I AM NOT. I just REALLY don’t like dissappointing myself. I’d rather take one day at time than swear I will do something and set my self up for failure. I really do think that I can lose 8 lbs by then, and hot damn would that be fantastical!

In other exciting Thanksgiving news, I have volunteerd to HOST! I figure this way I will have control over what’s on the dinner table, and everyone will have to suck it up. Just kidding…kind of. I am still going to have all of the delectable fixin’s, but in a low fat way. I plan on having both a Turkey, and a Ham. I’m a ham gal, and my mom ALWAYS makes sure to have AT LEAST ham for all Holiday occasions for me and my dad. I also plan to try out Fauxtatoes…I recently heard of these, not sure how they taste or what they consist of so this will have to be something I guinea pig before the big day. I will have green bean casserole, in a lowfat version, which I KNOW is a huge hit with my fam. I made it last year for my mom’s Thanksgiving and it was gone in seconds, literally. I put all of the same stuff in, but I get fat free cream of mushroom, no salt added canned french cut green beans, fat free milk, I add some fresh mushrooms, and then the topping is STILL fried onions, except I don’t use the whole can. Really that’s where MOST of the points come from in a green bean casserole, and it still packs its weight in flavor going halfsies on it. Using the whole can is outrageous, and delicious, but just not necessary. I wish they made some low fat fried onions! IDEA: Perhaps I will research this and try to make my own, BOOYA! Among these dishes there will also be low fat mac and cheese, salad with fat free dressing options, sweet potato casserole (this is my dad’s fave so I will make it as fattening as he likes ;) ), steamed broccoli, steamed carrots, and a lowfat stuffing. For dessert? I’m going to attempt a Cheesecake Factory pumpkin cheesecake. THIS is going to be FULL CALORIE. But I will also have a fat free no bake pumpkin cheesecake as well. Cheesecake is my absolute weakness! I hosted Easter dinner last year and it was all lowfat, except for the Cheesecake Factory Banana Cream Pie Cheesecake I made myself. I made sure to send a piece home with whoever wanted it so there was none left over. Perhaps I’ll nix the real cheesecake alltogether, I don’t know. I don’t want to make EVERYONE have to diet just because I want to have more freedom when it comes to filling up my plate, but I still think that everything is still absolutley delicious, it’s just made with less fattening ingredients and not loaded up with salt.

Last night for dinner I made some Turkey Stuffed Peppers from Skinny Taste. MAN were these delicious. However, my fiance’s brother who is now living with us, did not seem enthused because I didn’t use ground beef. He asked “Is this chicken?…Oh, I’m just used to ground beef like my parents do it.” Well, first of all, this ain’t ya parents house! Just kidding. But, this just made me fearful that this will be peoples reactions on Thanksgiving. “You don’t have fat Ranch Dressing? Oh….” My hopes are that seeing that everything is low fat, but still tastes delicious, will perhaps make people realize that they can STILL ENJOY their food, without slowly kiling themselves in the process.

My mom is always so amazed when she tries one of my low fat recipes and it’s actually good. Well, DUH. I don’t think I’d have survived this long if they sucked. She has been on WW more than once, and was successful each time. Why she didn’t stick to it? Who knows. I just know that I’ve watched more than one person around me give up on it, either thinking it didn’t work, or thinking they could do it on their own, and failed. There’s a reason they offer a Lifetime Member option, so that you’re never alone! However, anytime I try to urge my mother to buy low fat milk, or lean meats she swears up and down that it’s my father who won’t allow that. First of all, she has Type 2 Diabetes, so if my dad HAS TO have sweets after dinner, she doesn’t. Or, she could start buying sugar free sweets, ALL of the time. Secondly, my father is not the one who is obese. Sure he packs a beer belly, but he’s 6’3″, and looks pretty good for a 53 year old in my opinion. She’s in the 199-205 range most of the time, which isn’t terrible, but she could have beaten her diabetes right now if she’d just give it a fair shot. I bet if I talked to my dad he’d be absolutely fine with turkey bacon and egg whites if it meant it would make my mother healthier. He’d be absolutely on board with cutting down on the sweets, and buying low fat milk if it meant she would lose weight and perhaps her diabetes too. I guess I’ll have a talk with him soon. If I can’t change my friends minds, or strangers, I feel like my next goal for the 8WUTC should be to get my mom back on the wagon with me!

What are your goals for Thanksgiving?

Hoping for the best

I’m hoping all of my thin thoughts paid off today. Im hoping to see a number less than 199.4 in my weight watchers booklet. I hope that I can glide through the day like I do on my “lose” days, that feeling is the best high. It’s better than any food high I’ve ever had.
I decided to point all that beer I had Friday night. And considering the amount, I’d say 40 points ain’t too bad. I def over pointed it too because if I had drank the entire contents of each liter it would have been 100, but I dumped out the last bit of each one due to it becoming warm. Perhaps it was only 36 points, who cares. Also, I didn’t eat all that day and I ran 6 miles. BEFOR YOU GET UPSET I didn’t TRY to not eat all day, it just happened. I was so busy, and a good chunk of the day was taken up with my hair appt so eating just never happened. I didn’t succumb to “beer munchies” so I think I did alright :). Saturday was okay. We did do that gross Chinese buffet but I didn’t even come close to being full because I could finish anything, and then I didn’t eat again until dinner that night which was miso soup, and 3 sushi rolls. One of which was a California roll. All in all, I don’t think I did as badly as I was worried I had. But I’m still worried that I didn’t lose. I hope that fear dissipates soon and I can just feel the sweet relief of SOMETHING lost.
Until 10am my friends!

****UPDATE****
I’m down 1.2 this week for a total of 55.4 and a current weight of 198.2!!! Woohoo!

Thin Thinking Tuesday

I think this is going to be my new motto. Not JUST for Tuesdays, but especially for them. As some of you may know, I weigh in on Wednesday mornings. Tuesday’s are generally a light eating kind of day, with a hearty salad for dinner. I try to not snack, drink lots and lots of water, and don’t have a skinny cow before bed like usual. (btw, if you haven’t tried them yet, you really need to pick up some skinny cow ice cream sandwiches. God sends!)
As some of you may also know I stayed the same last week. And do you recall the 3 gigantic beers I had Friday night? The sushi on Saturday, or how about the Mexican food I didn’t tell you about from Thursday? Yea, that all happened. But that stuff always happens. I tend to have sushi once every week, and generally one more night of eating out. That much beer though? Never! I legitimately put away about 90-100 fl oz of beer Friday. All in the name of Oktoberfest. Damned those Germans!
Every week has its ebbs and flows of good and bad. It’s RARE that a week goes by that we don’t eat out at least once, if we didn’t I might have given up on ww. Seriously. No joke after a good five days of eating great my body starts to go through some kind of withdrawal. Believe me, I know I could give up eating out if I REALLY TRIED, or choose more sensibly when I do. But NO. I’m telling you here and now that I don’t want to. And I shouldn’t have to. I should be able to thoroughly enjoy ONE meal a week without worrying about its points value, it’s fat content, it’s caloric abundance. I will say this, however, I do make much smarter choices than I ever used to. I frequently get vegetables as a side if they’re offered, I don’t eat the fries, I sometimes order a to go box with my entree and immediately place half of it away, I stop eating when I’m full, and I havent had a non-diet soda (aside from one at a wedding because they only had one diet option and it was some cherry cola, which I’m not a fan of. And I did point it, and learned that day that regular soda will NEVER be worth it) since I began WW.
My point in all of this is that I need something more than ever to keep me motivated and happy even when I don’t see the scale moving in my favor. I know it’s always better to maintain than gain, but you guys know better than anyone that it still doesn’t feel as awesome as losing. I may not lose this week, which would be a total bummer, but I need to be okay with it. My life is forever changed for the better, but I still get to enjoy so many things like I used to, except with a smarter head about it.
Do you guys have any things you tell yourselves when you gain/maintain that gets you through the week? Any routines?
I am planning on running tomorrow regardless of what the scale says. But it’s always harder for some reason when I’ve gained. When I lose I can just hit the road running and not have a care. Let’s hope I’m running carefree regardless tomorrow!