Morning Weight: 176.4
Morning Mood: Let down.
I was really geared up to be officially down 10 pounds, but I'm sure I'll be there tomorrow. I had a dream last night that I absentmindedly had a half of a chocolate chip cookie and I was so shocked and upset with myself. But, here I am awake and fully conscience of every bite. I can't afford one little bite.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Day 11: Wahoo!
Morning Weight: 176.8
Morning Mood: WAHOO!!!!
What else is there to say? I'm so close to the ten pound mark I can feel it!
Morning Mood: WAHOO!!!!
What else is there to say? I'm so close to the ten pound mark I can feel it!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Day 10: What?! Already?
Morning Weight: 178.4
Morning Mood: eh.
Okay, I realize it's not totally fair to be a little bummed about this weight loss, but I've had steady big losses, so I don't love .4 pounds. Still, I'm down a total of 7.6 pounds (8.6 if you count the pound I gained loading.) I am starting to feel like my clothes are fitting a little looser and the bulk around my midsection is starting to diminish. I really can't wait to get to 10 pounds that will be an exciting mark. I hope by day 14 I'll be there. I should be. Slow and steady wins the race. :)
Morning Mood: eh.
Okay, I realize it's not totally fair to be a little bummed about this weight loss, but I've had steady big losses, so I don't love .4 pounds. Still, I'm down a total of 7.6 pounds (8.6 if you count the pound I gained loading.) I am starting to feel like my clothes are fitting a little looser and the bulk around my midsection is starting to diminish. I really can't wait to get to 10 pounds that will be an exciting mark. I hope by day 14 I'll be there. I should be. Slow and steady wins the race. :)
Day 9: Little by little...
Morning Weight: 178.8
Morning Mood: Satisfied.
Had an orange today instead of an apple. Wow, it was like heaven.
Morning Mood: Satisfied.
Had an orange today instead of an apple. Wow, it was like heaven.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Day 8: Plugging along
Morning Weight: 179.2
Morning Mood: Smug
Ha!! Love this. I'm down another 1.6 pounds and I feel really good. Today I've skipped both servings of melba toast and one serving of fruit. And I'm truly not hungry. Amazing. I can't wait to weigh tomorrow. See you then.
Morning Mood: Smug
Ha!! Love this. I'm down another 1.6 pounds and I feel really good. Today I've skipped both servings of melba toast and one serving of fruit. And I'm truly not hungry. Amazing. I can't wait to weigh tomorrow. See you then.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Day 6: I am in charge.
Morning Weight: 181.2
Morning Mood: Apprehensive
Nighttime Mood: Strong.
I'm pretty sure that since I got through the last 2 days, I'll have no problem with the rest. Yesterday was a barbecue with my family and today was a Larsen dinner at our house. I cooked some really yummy stuff and the fam brought some really yummy stuff and I resisted all. (Okay, I did have the most minute taste, literally a lick, of raspberry mousse). I ate my little meals and I survived it. No cookies. No birthday cake. No excuses.
My sister-in-law asked me if I felt deprived. That is an interesting question. Physically? No. I'm fine physically. I do feel hunger pangs and I do feel a little headachy at times, but those are the feelings of loosing weight. I remember the first time I fought this fight and I actually learned to like the feeling of hunger because I knew that I was in charge of that feeling. I knew I could overcome it without food and it began to feel like victory. That feeling means I am winning. It means I am loosing weight. But back to the question? My reaction was to say "I"m not deprived physically, but I do feel a little deprived emotionally." This reaction is really the core of the problem. Since when does a cheap slice of store-bought birthday cake equal emotional fulfilment? That piece of cake should have nothing to do with the emotional connection and satisfaction I feel when I'm around my friends and family. I realized today that I say yes to that birthday cake out of habit and obligation and pressure. I hate store-bought raspberry filled birthday cake. Hate it. I love homemade or from the expensive bakery cake with real ingredients from scratch. I am going to promise myself here and now that I will never settle for calories that I hate. They are not worth it.
In the future, when I am maintaining my leaner figure, I need to have staunch plans for the way I will handle myself on days like today. For example, the pork didn't look great to me. I've never been much of a pork person, so I'll skip it. Mark said the watermelon was the best he'd had all season, so I'll definitely have a couple slices of that. Mayonnaisy macaroni salad? Nope. Not even worth my time. Chinese chicken salad? I love it. I could probably live on it. Next time I make it I'm going to try it with Splenda, but if I don't really love it, then I'll go with the original and I'll have as much as still tastes good. And not anymore than that. I probably would try the raspberry mousee filled chocolate cookies and stop myself at one. Load up on the veggie tray. Try the apple dip and then back off. And then enjoy the comapny and the beautiful weather and the cute kids running around. Oh, and enjoy the awesome clothes on the body I'm taking really good care of.
I feel like I'm finally in charge. I have spent the past 2 years being out of touch with my body and how it feels. No more. If I conquered these last few days, there is no turning back. I can see the finish and I'm going to make it.
Morning Mood: Apprehensive
Nighttime Mood: Strong.
I'm pretty sure that since I got through the last 2 days, I'll have no problem with the rest. Yesterday was a barbecue with my family and today was a Larsen dinner at our house. I cooked some really yummy stuff and the fam brought some really yummy stuff and I resisted all. (Okay, I did have the most minute taste, literally a lick, of raspberry mousse). I ate my little meals and I survived it. No cookies. No birthday cake. No excuses.
My sister-in-law asked me if I felt deprived. That is an interesting question. Physically? No. I'm fine physically. I do feel hunger pangs and I do feel a little headachy at times, but those are the feelings of loosing weight. I remember the first time I fought this fight and I actually learned to like the feeling of hunger because I knew that I was in charge of that feeling. I knew I could overcome it without food and it began to feel like victory. That feeling means I am winning. It means I am loosing weight. But back to the question? My reaction was to say "I"m not deprived physically, but I do feel a little deprived emotionally." This reaction is really the core of the problem. Since when does a cheap slice of store-bought birthday cake equal emotional fulfilment? That piece of cake should have nothing to do with the emotional connection and satisfaction I feel when I'm around my friends and family. I realized today that I say yes to that birthday cake out of habit and obligation and pressure. I hate store-bought raspberry filled birthday cake. Hate it. I love homemade or from the expensive bakery cake with real ingredients from scratch. I am going to promise myself here and now that I will never settle for calories that I hate. They are not worth it.
In the future, when I am maintaining my leaner figure, I need to have staunch plans for the way I will handle myself on days like today. For example, the pork didn't look great to me. I've never been much of a pork person, so I'll skip it. Mark said the watermelon was the best he'd had all season, so I'll definitely have a couple slices of that. Mayonnaisy macaroni salad? Nope. Not even worth my time. Chinese chicken salad? I love it. I could probably live on it. Next time I make it I'm going to try it with Splenda, but if I don't really love it, then I'll go with the original and I'll have as much as still tastes good. And not anymore than that. I probably would try the raspberry mousee filled chocolate cookies and stop myself at one. Load up on the veggie tray. Try the apple dip and then back off. And then enjoy the comapny and the beautiful weather and the cute kids running around. Oh, and enjoy the awesome clothes on the body I'm taking really good care of.
I feel like I'm finally in charge. I have spent the past 2 years being out of touch with my body and how it feels. No more. If I conquered these last few days, there is no turning back. I can see the finish and I'm going to make it.
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