Holy Moses, I just looked and realised that I started this "50 in 50" 8 weeks ago!
That means I am probably behind on my goal... but also, behind on what's reasonable!
Okay, so I set myself the goal of 1 lb a week because I didn't want to make a goal that would be too lofty to reach but I do know that I should be able to lose around 2 lbs per week, even more at the beginning if I really change my habbits... which means I should really be down at least 16 pounds as of tomorrow.... yeah, that's not happening...
Darnit.
Still have 42 weeks to go, though... Lots of time to get back on track...
Saturday, March 6, 2010
You'd look like Kelly Clarkson if you lost all that weight
Ages ago, I went into Fitness World (where I used to have a membership, starting from when my mom signed me up when I was like 14) and on one of yet another "Gonna get fit" kicks, I decided to sign up for a trainer. I started chatting to the pushy sales trainer at the desk, who told me that I could look like America's First Idol Kelly Clarkson if I "lose all that weight".
I love people.
On a side note... I don't look like Kelly Clarkson. Even skinny.
So this week has been... alright. I mean, work stress and life stress and all that drama has been... well, drama. On the weight loss side of things, though, I don't think it's been too bad. I have found that since being B-R-O-K-E lately, I am spending less money on food and consequently eating less unhealthy food. It might not be totally on purpose, but I'll take it.
Tomorrow I am back to my Sunday morning Weigh Ins, so I'll make sure to report in then on how I am doing.
I also pulled out some Weight Watchers cookbooks I bought last year when I was a Watcher of Weight (or a "Fat Fighter" as my sister and I called it every week) to start trying to cook more consistently and use healthy recipes to do it. I did not have any success on Weight Watchers, but my sister lost 30 lbs so I can say that it both does and does not work. :-P
Adrian, on the other hand, has continued to do really well. On this Saturday, for example, he was up and out for a run before I had even cleared the sleep from my eyes.
Oh, and exercise? Um... well... I've been seriously, seriously thinking about it....
I love people.
On a side note... I don't look like Kelly Clarkson. Even skinny.
So this week has been... alright. I mean, work stress and life stress and all that drama has been... well, drama. On the weight loss side of things, though, I don't think it's been too bad. I have found that since being B-R-O-K-E lately, I am spending less money on food and consequently eating less unhealthy food. It might not be totally on purpose, but I'll take it.
Tomorrow I am back to my Sunday morning Weigh Ins, so I'll make sure to report in then on how I am doing.
I also pulled out some Weight Watchers cookbooks I bought last year when I was a Watcher of Weight (or a "Fat Fighter" as my sister and I called it every week) to start trying to cook more consistently and use healthy recipes to do it. I did not have any success on Weight Watchers, but my sister lost 30 lbs so I can say that it both does and does not work. :-P
Adrian, on the other hand, has continued to do really well. On this Saturday, for example, he was up and out for a run before I had even cleared the sleep from my eyes.
Oh, and exercise? Um... well... I've been seriously, seriously thinking about it....
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Update: Eating for the Earth
One of the things I mentioned when I first set out on this 50 Week Challenge was my goal to eat (live, really) in a way that supports environmental sustainability. Having said that, I chose the worst time of year to try and eat locally in Vancouver. Through February and March, there is very little produce available in BC that is locally grown and in season because... well, it's friggin' cold.
I can see that the summer months and beyond will be a lot better for fruits and vegetables in general but unless I am willing to reduce my vegetable intake to potatoes and garlic (not that I am opposed to a generous helping of garlic mashed), I may need to re-think this approach for the colder months. Canned and frozen is one way to go, especially because there are so many options now for buying organic. From everything I have read, most frozen fruit and vegetables aren't any lower in nutrients than fresh so at least you aren't sacrificing anything by buying frozen.
It's funny because I instinctively feel like buying frozen is not as healthy as fresh and yet when I walk through the supermarket now and see all the fruit available, I know that none of it is actually in season here.
The other thing I am considering is stocking up on organic fruits in the months they ARE available locally and doing my own canning... This will definitely require some more research on my part and probably some trial and error once it does become available.
Now that I am trying to buy organic and our budget it really tight, I am really noticing a difference in my shopping bills. I think it has definitely cut back on the amount of meat I am buying and we having more vegetarian meals. Adrian mentions going "Eyelash vegetarian" or "Veg-equarian" every so often (only eating sea food) but I'm not sure how committed he actually is. I used to say that I could never go vegetarian because I base so many of my meals around the easily digestible chicken breasts, but even I have gotten pretty sick of chicken over the last few months. Fresh fish is also something that is more available throughout the summer months, but is also pretty pricey.
As a side note, the organic vegetable market in our neighbourhood recently shut and has been empty for the last little while. This past weekend, Adrian and I were out walking and we noticed that there were some people inside doing renovations. Ranger, our ever popular conversation piece, got the attention of the woman working inside and we ended up chatting. She told us that they are planning to open what sounds like a deli with organic, grass fed Black Angus beef and other locally produced groceries. They are planning to have a smoker and things for people to try their products and are hoping to be up in running by mid-March (though they didn't seem very confident in this timeline). What was most interesting, though, was when they were telling us about how difficult it is for local farmers and people with other ranches, etc to even be able to sell to the public because of government restrictions. Although I was aware of this happening in the US from watching the "Food Inc" documentary (please watch if you haven't already, it's fascinating), I was not aware of how much of it was also affecting Canadians. It sounds like there is just the same amount of red tape and government intervention that prevents small farmers from selling their products and forcing consumers to buy from the big slaughterhouses that are government funded. They were saying, for example, that they have a friend who has a Buffalo ranch and that the only way he can sell the meat is for someone to go to his farm in person and basically purchase an entire Buffalo privately. I may not be the biggest meat eater, but I don't know anyone who is looking to eat an entire Buffalo...
He also said that there is a lot of pressure to sell the animals at auction, where he will take the cows that he has been very particular about raising on grass and without chemicals, etc and they can end up being sold to the highest bidder who is only looking for the lowest price. They will then take that animal, stuff it with the grain and corn products that this rancher has always avoided and undo the years of work he has put into them.
I don't tend to be a very "Stick it to the man!!" kinda girl but knowing how much the government controls (by way of McDonalds) what I put in my body kinda freaks me out. The fact that they are intentionally stopping farmers, ranchers, etc from getting natural, organic products out to consumers is just sick.
Here's the kicker, though: As long as these products are few and far between, they are going to be sold at a premium price. That means that for a lot of people, buying them is just not a choice they have even if they want to support the cause.
If you are interested, here are a few links I've found about eating locally in BC.
Information on proposed changes to the BC Meat Inspection Act that makes it illegal for local farmers to sell their products as they have in the past, click here.
Also check out:
Get Local
Community Farms Program
Certified Organics Association of BC
I can see that the summer months and beyond will be a lot better for fruits and vegetables in general but unless I am willing to reduce my vegetable intake to potatoes and garlic (not that I am opposed to a generous helping of garlic mashed), I may need to re-think this approach for the colder months. Canned and frozen is one way to go, especially because there are so many options now for buying organic. From everything I have read, most frozen fruit and vegetables aren't any lower in nutrients than fresh so at least you aren't sacrificing anything by buying frozen.
It's funny because I instinctively feel like buying frozen is not as healthy as fresh and yet when I walk through the supermarket now and see all the fruit available, I know that none of it is actually in season here.
The other thing I am considering is stocking up on organic fruits in the months they ARE available locally and doing my own canning... This will definitely require some more research on my part and probably some trial and error once it does become available.
Now that I am trying to buy organic and our budget it really tight, I am really noticing a difference in my shopping bills. I think it has definitely cut back on the amount of meat I am buying and we having more vegetarian meals. Adrian mentions going "Eyelash vegetarian" or "Veg-equarian" every so often (only eating sea food) but I'm not sure how committed he actually is. I used to say that I could never go vegetarian because I base so many of my meals around the easily digestible chicken breasts, but even I have gotten pretty sick of chicken over the last few months. Fresh fish is also something that is more available throughout the summer months, but is also pretty pricey.
As a side note, the organic vegetable market in our neighbourhood recently shut and has been empty for the last little while. This past weekend, Adrian and I were out walking and we noticed that there were some people inside doing renovations. Ranger, our ever popular conversation piece, got the attention of the woman working inside and we ended up chatting. She told us that they are planning to open what sounds like a deli with organic, grass fed Black Angus beef and other locally produced groceries. They are planning to have a smoker and things for people to try their products and are hoping to be up in running by mid-March (though they didn't seem very confident in this timeline). What was most interesting, though, was when they were telling us about how difficult it is for local farmers and people with other ranches, etc to even be able to sell to the public because of government restrictions. Although I was aware of this happening in the US from watching the "Food Inc" documentary (please watch if you haven't already, it's fascinating), I was not aware of how much of it was also affecting Canadians. It sounds like there is just the same amount of red tape and government intervention that prevents small farmers from selling their products and forcing consumers to buy from the big slaughterhouses that are government funded. They were saying, for example, that they have a friend who has a Buffalo ranch and that the only way he can sell the meat is for someone to go to his farm in person and basically purchase an entire Buffalo privately. I may not be the biggest meat eater, but I don't know anyone who is looking to eat an entire Buffalo...
He also said that there is a lot of pressure to sell the animals at auction, where he will take the cows that he has been very particular about raising on grass and without chemicals, etc and they can end up being sold to the highest bidder who is only looking for the lowest price. They will then take that animal, stuff it with the grain and corn products that this rancher has always avoided and undo the years of work he has put into them.
I don't tend to be a very "Stick it to the man!!" kinda girl but knowing how much the government controls (by way of McDonalds) what I put in my body kinda freaks me out. The fact that they are intentionally stopping farmers, ranchers, etc from getting natural, organic products out to consumers is just sick.
Here's the kicker, though: As long as these products are few and far between, they are going to be sold at a premium price. That means that for a lot of people, buying them is just not a choice they have even if they want to support the cause.
If you are interested, here are a few links I've found about eating locally in BC.
Information on proposed changes to the BC Meat Inspection Act that makes it illegal for local farmers to sell their products as they have in the past, click here.
Also check out:
Get Local
Community Farms Program
Certified Organics Association of BC
We'll Always Have the File Room
Ah Life, you crazy unpredictable bastard.
Just when I am posting about how my new schedule at work is going really well, the powers that be decide it's time to pull that carpet out from under me and Whoosh!, it's gone.
I went into work today feeling quite plucky, ready to get this ridiculous File Room project in order and to grab this new position by the horns and go all out like some sort of Organization Rock Star. Would I let the fact that a trained chimp could do this job bother me? No! Would the endless cardboard paper cuts and heavy lifting get me down? Absolutely not! Would I stand in the middle of the file room surrounded by boxes of crap and just stare at them, hoping to work a little Mary Poppins magic on them? Okay, yes, I did do that.
No sooner than I arrived, though, did my day start to go a bit tits up. Because the laser in our laser printer is broken, all print jobs had to be sent through the Print Shop in the basement. Upon taking a trip down there, I ran into the girl who covered for me while I was away for surgery over the summer. She totally surprised me by telling me how awful the girls I work with are and how they had "really nasty things" to say about me "every 2nd day". Was I shocked and appalled that the girls who I hear gossiping and bitching about people on a daily basis could say something about Perfect Me? No, but it still hurts to hear it from someone and confirm that you're not just paranoid - they really are talking about you. The silver lining was that while one my colleagues who shall remain nameless was making up totally lies about me, this woman who didn't know me from Adam thought it all sounded a bit suspect and when she did a little digging discovered that I wasn't in fact incompetent or lazy and that this aforementioned colleague is simply an immature high school bully who has spent a little too much time gossiping and not enough time being a grown up.
Cut to my first break of the day and my attempt at eating a healthy number of calories per day while sticking to a tight budget. I had a non fat yogurt, which was delicious but the Weight Watchers muffin I brought was a big Zero. I wouldn't recommend these store bought muffins at all - although they get high points in convenience, they are sickly sweet and have an artificial-y taste to them. Next time, I will bake my own.
I went back to work, imagining all the ways I could deal with my Gossip Girl colleague... my favourite of which was approaching her cubicle and asking in a very polite voice if she would be able to explain to me why she is such a heinous bitch. I, of course, went another direction and was simply very nice to her. I hope you really can kill a person with kindness because my confrontational skills are sorely lacking.
Lunch was leftover casserole that I brought from home and was pretty good and I drank my weight in water throughout the day, so good for me. *pat on the back*
The afternoon started with an email from my union rep, requesting my presence at a meeting with HR. Oh joy. So... insurance has come back, denied my claim for benefit (shocking, I know) and so I have until the end of the week to have my Dr appeal it (which he will) or I have to go immediately back to Full time, do not pass Go, do not collect $200. Then I have to choose between my new job (See: Trained Chimp) or my old job (See: Working directly with Heinous Bitch). A real Sophie's choice, I know.
So I come home, thinking the day was stressful enough to warrant eating my weight in chocolate and ice cream... but I did not. I even had to stop at the store on the way home that was right next to a Starbucks and, though tempted to go in and get a big calorific frapp, I went home and ate an orange.
Some lovely girls came to my house to watch the season finale of "Super Fake Love Show" (Aka, The Bachelor) and we had sushi for dinner and a wee bit of wine. It was likely not the very BEST choice, but I know I could have done a lot worse.
Now said sushi and wine is churning around in my stomach and, despite the fact that it is nearly 4 AM, I am wide awake and dining on Ginger tea and some tums. Ah, the good life.
Just when I am posting about how my new schedule at work is going really well, the powers that be decide it's time to pull that carpet out from under me and Whoosh!, it's gone.
I went into work today feeling quite plucky, ready to get this ridiculous File Room project in order and to grab this new position by the horns and go all out like some sort of Organization Rock Star. Would I let the fact that a trained chimp could do this job bother me? No! Would the endless cardboard paper cuts and heavy lifting get me down? Absolutely not! Would I stand in the middle of the file room surrounded by boxes of crap and just stare at them, hoping to work a little Mary Poppins magic on them? Okay, yes, I did do that.
No sooner than I arrived, though, did my day start to go a bit tits up. Because the laser in our laser printer is broken, all print jobs had to be sent through the Print Shop in the basement. Upon taking a trip down there, I ran into the girl who covered for me while I was away for surgery over the summer. She totally surprised me by telling me how awful the girls I work with are and how they had "really nasty things" to say about me "every 2nd day". Was I shocked and appalled that the girls who I hear gossiping and bitching about people on a daily basis could say something about Perfect Me? No, but it still hurts to hear it from someone and confirm that you're not just paranoid - they really are talking about you. The silver lining was that while one my colleagues who shall remain nameless was making up totally lies about me, this woman who didn't know me from Adam thought it all sounded a bit suspect and when she did a little digging discovered that I wasn't in fact incompetent or lazy and that this aforementioned colleague is simply an immature high school bully who has spent a little too much time gossiping and not enough time being a grown up.
Cut to my first break of the day and my attempt at eating a healthy number of calories per day while sticking to a tight budget. I had a non fat yogurt, which was delicious but the Weight Watchers muffin I brought was a big Zero. I wouldn't recommend these store bought muffins at all - although they get high points in convenience, they are sickly sweet and have an artificial-y taste to them. Next time, I will bake my own.
I went back to work, imagining all the ways I could deal with my Gossip Girl colleague... my favourite of which was approaching her cubicle and asking in a very polite voice if she would be able to explain to me why she is such a heinous bitch. I, of course, went another direction and was simply very nice to her. I hope you really can kill a person with kindness because my confrontational skills are sorely lacking.
Lunch was leftover casserole that I brought from home and was pretty good and I drank my weight in water throughout the day, so good for me. *pat on the back*
The afternoon started with an email from my union rep, requesting my presence at a meeting with HR. Oh joy. So... insurance has come back, denied my claim for benefit (shocking, I know) and so I have until the end of the week to have my Dr appeal it (which he will) or I have to go immediately back to Full time, do not pass Go, do not collect $200. Then I have to choose between my new job (See: Trained Chimp) or my old job (See: Working directly with Heinous Bitch). A real Sophie's choice, I know.
So I come home, thinking the day was stressful enough to warrant eating my weight in chocolate and ice cream... but I did not. I even had to stop at the store on the way home that was right next to a Starbucks and, though tempted to go in and get a big calorific frapp, I went home and ate an orange.
Some lovely girls came to my house to watch the season finale of "Super Fake Love Show" (Aka, The Bachelor) and we had sushi for dinner and a wee bit of wine. It was likely not the very BEST choice, but I know I could have done a lot worse.
Now said sushi and wine is churning around in my stomach and, despite the fact that it is nearly 4 AM, I am wide awake and dining on Ginger tea and some tums. Ah, the good life.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Still Alive, Still Overweight, Still a Procrastinator
Okay, here’s the deal: I’m not so good at following through. I wouldn’t go so far as to call myself a flake, I am generally on time and haven’t made a habit of breaking commitments with other people but when it comes to commitments to myself... Not so great. Not so good at all, actually.
I have my blogger page listed in my favourites and every time I see it, I feel a little pang of guilt because I know I should be updating here every day... or at least every week but I have been radio silent for quite some time. The other day, however, my facebook pal reminded me of my blog (thanks Emily!) and so here I am... with my tail between my legs.
All the excuses I have for not updating the blog, for not sticking to my diet plan, my exercise plan or... well, anything... are pretty standard. If you do any research on weight loss, you start to learn that there really are very few unique stories. Most people fall into the same traps, the same patterns and bad habits and I am just one of the many. That’s not supposed to be a grab for pity, it just makes it equally understandable and frustrating because it’s like, “I want to lose weight, but keep trying and failing” and the answer is: “Join the club”.
So here’s the good news: I haven’t gained back the weight I lost on the first week of the detox. I think I got a little too cocky with my first week’s success, though, because I kept thinking: “If I only have to lose a pound a week, I am ahead of the game and don’t have to worry about.” Stupid, stupid. Here’s the other good news: The weight I did lose was with very minimal exercise. To me, that means that if I can get my ass in gear for exercising I will be more successful.
Here’s the bad news: I hate exercising. I can’t even pretend that I like yoga and playing tennis and making an idiot out of myself at aerobics. It’s just not my bag. I think I can make myself do it... but let’s be clear: I will not be “super pumped”. I will schlep my extra 50+ pounds to the gym and work around my bouncy boobs and extra padding, but it will not feel good. Not for a while, anyway. Everything is just so much harder when you are carrying around an Olsen Twin on your back (and front).
The rest of my life has been a bit of a gong show lately. I have decided that I am living in one of two situations: 1) I have horrible luck and bad things happen to and around me on a pretty constant basis or 2) I have the coping skills of a teething 2 year old. I’ve decided not to speculate too much on which one of those is correct because that will just lead to long, self-deprecating mid-twenties crises and a giant Pity Party that won’t help anything.
Here’s a bit of a run down on what you’ve missed on “Stephanie TV” since I disappeared:
- My stomach started to get a lot more stable once the anti-biotics and everything were done, but has since taken to randomly flaring up every couple of days for reasons I can’t quite figure out.
- My job has finally agreed to let me go down to 3 days a week, but only temporarily and only by switching my actual position. Although I make the same hourly wage, I consider it a big “step down” in terms of job responsibilities. Considering I was bored to tears before, I am now driving myself insane. Fewer days at work means less stress for me but also less money for us, which is never a good thing.
- Adrian (who, by the way, has done incredibly well and lost about 15 lbs and has been exercising really regularly) is at a pretty major cross roads for his career and instead of being happy about the new options he is being given (including one with a significant pay raise and expense account), he is just getting super stressed. Super stressed hubby = Incredibly grumpy hubby = very stressful home life.
- Our home renovations for the flood we had in November have finally completed “Phase 1”, but it has been a huge pain in my ass for the last 6 weeks. It also means that now we have to cough up $1,000 to our insurance company to replace our floors for “Phase 2”. It also means we finally get our kitchen back, which has been unusable for a lot of the past couple of months. Yet another excuse I have been using for not sticking to my meal plans, etc.
- I switched my anxiety medication to one at a higher dose which seems to be helping a little, but it was a tough transition and made me feel really shite for a while. It’s better now, but does leave me with the worst taste in my mouth pretty much all the time. I am hoping that this new one doesn’t have any negative impact on my weight loss – I think it is pretty rare that it causes major issues but with my luck you never know!
- The other big possibility is that Adrian may join the RCMP and if he does, will be gone for 6 months and take a significant pay cut. Since we don’t know what’s happening, it is always playing on my mind. If we are BOTH making less money, it’s gonna be really hard to get the bills paid and our house assessment has really gone down this year.
So that’s the big stuff that’s been happening and to say I’ve been feeling a wee bit stressed would be a ridiculous understatement. Stress = Not good for weight loss. Well, Stress = Not good for anything - Especially when you have a pretty considerable anxiety disorder.
I feel like Adrian is at this really definite cross roads in terms of his career and it’s going to really affect what the next several years of our lives will look like. It will determine a lot of whether or not I can go back to school like I want to, when we can afford to buy a proper house, when we can try to start a family, what our income will look like for extra things like holidays to see his family, etc. It is a lot of “wait and see”ing at this point, which I have never been very good at.
The bottom line, though, is that I know it is easy to get caught up in all the drama that might be going on around you but that your health really does have to take priority. For me, this includes the other bombs my body tends to drop on me but I know that it also includes my weight. I know that if I DO want to start a family soon and do all these other things, I HAVE to get some weight off first. I just wish I knew how to focus in on that and make it happen.
Now that I am off Tuesdays and Thursdays, I am thinking it would be a good day to “schedule” in sessions at the gym. I am already paying the membership, I might as well go! It also gives me a day during the week to go out and get groceries without the long line-ups (well, at Costco anyway) and have more time to prepare/cook with an actual meal plan. That’s what I am hoping for, anyway. Tomorrow is the start of a new week, so I guess we’ll just see how it goes!
I have my blogger page listed in my favourites and every time I see it, I feel a little pang of guilt because I know I should be updating here every day... or at least every week but I have been radio silent for quite some time. The other day, however, my facebook pal reminded me of my blog (thanks Emily!) and so here I am... with my tail between my legs.
All the excuses I have for not updating the blog, for not sticking to my diet plan, my exercise plan or... well, anything... are pretty standard. If you do any research on weight loss, you start to learn that there really are very few unique stories. Most people fall into the same traps, the same patterns and bad habits and I am just one of the many. That’s not supposed to be a grab for pity, it just makes it equally understandable and frustrating because it’s like, “I want to lose weight, but keep trying and failing” and the answer is: “Join the club”.
So here’s the good news: I haven’t gained back the weight I lost on the first week of the detox. I think I got a little too cocky with my first week’s success, though, because I kept thinking: “If I only have to lose a pound a week, I am ahead of the game and don’t have to worry about.” Stupid, stupid. Here’s the other good news: The weight I did lose was with very minimal exercise. To me, that means that if I can get my ass in gear for exercising I will be more successful.
Here’s the bad news: I hate exercising. I can’t even pretend that I like yoga and playing tennis and making an idiot out of myself at aerobics. It’s just not my bag. I think I can make myself do it... but let’s be clear: I will not be “super pumped”. I will schlep my extra 50+ pounds to the gym and work around my bouncy boobs and extra padding, but it will not feel good. Not for a while, anyway. Everything is just so much harder when you are carrying around an Olsen Twin on your back (and front).
The rest of my life has been a bit of a gong show lately. I have decided that I am living in one of two situations: 1) I have horrible luck and bad things happen to and around me on a pretty constant basis or 2) I have the coping skills of a teething 2 year old. I’ve decided not to speculate too much on which one of those is correct because that will just lead to long, self-deprecating mid-twenties crises and a giant Pity Party that won’t help anything.
Here’s a bit of a run down on what you’ve missed on “Stephanie TV” since I disappeared:
- My stomach started to get a lot more stable once the anti-biotics and everything were done, but has since taken to randomly flaring up every couple of days for reasons I can’t quite figure out.
- My job has finally agreed to let me go down to 3 days a week, but only temporarily and only by switching my actual position. Although I make the same hourly wage, I consider it a big “step down” in terms of job responsibilities. Considering I was bored to tears before, I am now driving myself insane. Fewer days at work means less stress for me but also less money for us, which is never a good thing.
- Adrian (who, by the way, has done incredibly well and lost about 15 lbs and has been exercising really regularly) is at a pretty major cross roads for his career and instead of being happy about the new options he is being given (including one with a significant pay raise and expense account), he is just getting super stressed. Super stressed hubby = Incredibly grumpy hubby = very stressful home life.
- Our home renovations for the flood we had in November have finally completed “Phase 1”, but it has been a huge pain in my ass for the last 6 weeks. It also means that now we have to cough up $1,000 to our insurance company to replace our floors for “Phase 2”. It also means we finally get our kitchen back, which has been unusable for a lot of the past couple of months. Yet another excuse I have been using for not sticking to my meal plans, etc.
- I switched my anxiety medication to one at a higher dose which seems to be helping a little, but it was a tough transition and made me feel really shite for a while. It’s better now, but does leave me with the worst taste in my mouth pretty much all the time. I am hoping that this new one doesn’t have any negative impact on my weight loss – I think it is pretty rare that it causes major issues but with my luck you never know!
- The other big possibility is that Adrian may join the RCMP and if he does, will be gone for 6 months and take a significant pay cut. Since we don’t know what’s happening, it is always playing on my mind. If we are BOTH making less money, it’s gonna be really hard to get the bills paid and our house assessment has really gone down this year.
So that’s the big stuff that’s been happening and to say I’ve been feeling a wee bit stressed would be a ridiculous understatement. Stress = Not good for weight loss. Well, Stress = Not good for anything - Especially when you have a pretty considerable anxiety disorder.
I feel like Adrian is at this really definite cross roads in terms of his career and it’s going to really affect what the next several years of our lives will look like. It will determine a lot of whether or not I can go back to school like I want to, when we can afford to buy a proper house, when we can try to start a family, what our income will look like for extra things like holidays to see his family, etc. It is a lot of “wait and see”ing at this point, which I have never been very good at.
The bottom line, though, is that I know it is easy to get caught up in all the drama that might be going on around you but that your health really does have to take priority. For me, this includes the other bombs my body tends to drop on me but I know that it also includes my weight. I know that if I DO want to start a family soon and do all these other things, I HAVE to get some weight off first. I just wish I knew how to focus in on that and make it happen.
Now that I am off Tuesdays and Thursdays, I am thinking it would be a good day to “schedule” in sessions at the gym. I am already paying the membership, I might as well go! It also gives me a day during the week to go out and get groceries without the long line-ups (well, at Costco anyway) and have more time to prepare/cook with an actual meal plan. That’s what I am hoping for, anyway. Tomorrow is the start of a new week, so I guess we’ll just see how it goes!
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Weekly Review and Weigh In: Week 3
Welcome, very late, to Week 3!
As I've already mentioned, I went radio silent for a while and a lot of that has had to do with the fact that I really haven't been feeling well. When I don't feel well, I don't go out. When I don't feel well, I don't eat very much. When I don't feel well, I don't exercise. When I don't feel much, basically, not much happens in my life. When not much happens outside of watching hours of TV and reading books, there is very little to blog about. Unless you all want to hear my opinions on the NBC primetime line up... :)
This might just be one of the challenges that I am going to have for the next 50 weeks and possibly longer than that: Even though I feel like crap, I still want to lose weight. The answer might be that I simply need to Suck It Up more. My Suck It Up skills, though... they aren't so great. I am more of a "Lie down and sleep until everything feels better" kinda girl. I am not above admitting that this might be part of the problem...
Anyway, the week went by without any major disasters in terms of weight loss. I'm sure I had a few things that I shouldn't have eaten, but I know that you have to be able to forgive yourself and just move on from slip-ups so that's what I plan to do.
Anyway, here is my Weigh In:
Weigh In: NO CHANGE
Overall Progress: LOSS – 7 lbs
Goal at this point: 2 lbs lost (which means I am still ahead by 5 lbs, woo!)
As I've already mentioned, I went radio silent for a while and a lot of that has had to do with the fact that I really haven't been feeling well. When I don't feel well, I don't go out. When I don't feel well, I don't eat very much. When I don't feel well, I don't exercise. When I don't feel much, basically, not much happens in my life. When not much happens outside of watching hours of TV and reading books, there is very little to blog about. Unless you all want to hear my opinions on the NBC primetime line up... :)
This might just be one of the challenges that I am going to have for the next 50 weeks and possibly longer than that: Even though I feel like crap, I still want to lose weight. The answer might be that I simply need to Suck It Up more. My Suck It Up skills, though... they aren't so great. I am more of a "Lie down and sleep until everything feels better" kinda girl. I am not above admitting that this might be part of the problem...
Anyway, the week went by without any major disasters in terms of weight loss. I'm sure I had a few things that I shouldn't have eaten, but I know that you have to be able to forgive yourself and just move on from slip-ups so that's what I plan to do.
Anyway, here is my Weigh In:
Weigh In: NO CHANGE
Overall Progress: LOSS – 7 lbs
Goal at this point: 2 lbs lost (which means I am still ahead by 5 lbs, woo!)
Bad, bad blogger!
I guess I have some splaining to do! I have disappeared off the face of the blogosphere after promising to try and write something almost every day.
I don't have any great excuses, I haven't been feeling well and not much has been going on so I let it slide... but I shouldn't have. I know my adoring public has probably been worried sick, so here I am!
I will be writing some new updates tonight to let you all know what has been happening, but this is just a quick wave of the eHand to say I am still alive. Alive, and blogging!
I don't have any great excuses, I haven't been feeling well and not much has been going on so I let it slide... but I shouldn't have. I know my adoring public has probably been worried sick, so here I am!
I will be writing some new updates tonight to let you all know what has been happening, but this is just a quick wave of the eHand to say I am still alive. Alive, and blogging!
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