Setbacks

I can't believe I gained 4 pounds on a Missions trip! I worked hard every day, climbed an enormous mountain... to me, anyway. I must have burned a billion calories and replaced it with missionary food. Not exactly fried chicken and gravy. Yet somehow, I gained 4 pounds. Throw in 2 visits to Alabama, one to see my Grandma before she died and the other for her funeral, and I'm so off track I can't even see where I began. Let's just say that when someone dies in the South, good cooks come out of the woodwork. Here there was fried chicken, sweet tea, bbq and sweet potato pie. And no will power, which I will chalk up to grief.

Bottom line, I'm sitting at 190 and only 10 days til my Florida vacation. The part I'm least looking forward to is seeing my former step-mom who made weight an issue the whole time we were growing up. If you know her, and knew me then, you'll realize the irony in that. But it doesn't make it any less stressful.

Ok, back to 1 cup of coffee a day then nothing but water. Fruit for breakfast. Back to the Wii.

Wii Wii Wii All the Way Home

There are 8 weeks before I leave for my Florida Vacation. Here's my goal:

At least 30 minutes on either the Wii or the exercise bike each day. In addition to the WW stuff, of course - which is harder than it sounds. I intend to be at 175 by my trip, at least. Or should I say, at most.

If you see me or talk to me, bug me about it. I need reminders some times to do what I say I will. Sad, I know.

Moving in the Wrong Direction

The scale is going up instead of down. AAAAARGH! This is so frustrating.

I'm 190.4 this morning. Still on the positive side of losing, but going in the wrong direction from a couple of weeks ago. Here's what hasn't helped:

2 family bbqs this weekend
Going out to eat with friends and ordering hot wings instead of a salad
Seconds
Costochondritis - it's like arthritis in my chest wall. Not dangerous, but extremely painful. Needless to say, I haven't exactly been very active lately.


Ok, so I have a family vacation coming up in July. Not to mention the Mission Trip in June. I really have to get on the ball with this. Any suggestions?

Week 6

Ok, so I admit - I didn't blog last week because I was unhappy with my weigh-in. Lame, I know. I was 187.6, which is only like a quarter of a pound.

This week, I am at 186.0. A little less discouraged, so on I trod.

Total weight loss: 8.6 pounds

Pounds to go to first goal: 10.4

Weight my husband has lost - I don't want to talk about it. Lol. Something like 10 or 12 pounds. He's so good.

Week 4

Weight was 187.8 yesterday. That's down 3.2 pounds this week. A grand total of 7 pounds.

I'm actually pretty impressed. I had a few days where I didn't watch points so well. Glad those bonus points are there.

Anyway, new week, new points. I actually go down one because I dropped below 190. I'll take it, though.

Soooo Slow

I try to be good. I try to keep track of points in my head. Turns out I'm not very good at either. We had two banquets this week with predetermined menus. Of course, I could have said no to dessert and cocktails and such. Will Power is no friend of mine.

My weight this morning was 191.0. A grand total of 0.2 pounds lost this week. Aaargh! Everyone around me is doing so well. I'm at 3.6 pound loss while Scott is zooming down the scale. It's so unfair. Not only do I have my womanly hormonal difference to contend with, but my thyroid seems to have chosen exactly this time to sabotage me as well. The little thing's supposed to be about an inch wide, or the size of a quarter. For the last two weeks, it's been two to three times that size. It's killing me! You'd think that would inhibit my appetite or at least the ability to swallow too much. But alas, it's amazing what you can endure for key lime cheesecake.

Better luck next week, Barb. We'll see.

I thought I was doing so well...

Scott decided to join me on my quest. Not only to lose his little pot belly, but also to provide support and so I don't have to cook two meals. He's such an awesome husband.

He's been on the program for a week. He's lost 4 pounds. This week, I lost a grand total of 1/2 a pound. Ugh. Not fair! One of his big advantages is that he was drinking cokes, which he cut out and that saved a ton of calories. Me, I've always been a water drinker, so I had no calories to cut there. I have to cut out other things, like my beloved ice cream. Weight Watchers makes some pretty good ones, but it's just not the same.

Anyway, my grand total is 3.4 pounds with an ending weight this week of 191.2. By next week, I hope to be in the 180s. The only bad part will be losing a point when I get into the new range. Oh, well, sacrifice builds character, right? Right?