Anniversary

Me – after a year of being at Weight Watchers! (With really wonderful friends before a 5K!)

As of Monday, November 19, 2012, I have been an active member of Weight Watchers for exactly one year.  This being my one-year anniversary on this wonderful, difficult, up and down, exhausting, and amusing journey, I thought I would do a little bit of reflecting.

When I started this blog, I was angry.  I was feeling fat, in pain, pissed off, and ready to change something.  I hit the ground running, lost 25 pounds in the first 9 weeks, changed my eating and exercise habits, and totally rocked out.

Then things started to slow a little bit, because that’s what happens in any weight loss journey.  Your body goes, “Oh my god.  You’ve stopped putting terrible food in me!  I must drop all the pounds!” and then after a few months, “Ahhhhh, I see where this is going.  I’m going to crave things I shouldn’t and stop losing as quickly because the honeymoon’s over, lady.  Way, way over.”  (I’m not sure if your body talks to you, but mine does to me.  It’s really chatty.)

And then life happened.  I quit my job and spent almost 2 months being unemployed and with WAY too much free time on my hands.  My weight fluctuated up and down, every single week, because I just wasn’t as dedicated as I was at the beginning.  My focus was elsewhere – socializing, spending money I didn’t have, and building a wonderful life with my boyfriend.  I’m really glad that I had that time for myself – but it didn’t do great things for my weight-loss success.

When I started my teaching job, things turned around a bit.  I was on my feet all day long, eating healthy breakfasts and packing healthy lunches, and just being too busy and overwhelmed to really eat bad things.  I FINALLY got past my 35 pounds, and my body was kind of going through a second honeymoon.  (Greedy body, needing more than one honeymoon.)

Then we moved.  And my year got more stressful.  And I got really sick.  And once again, life happened.  BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT LIFE DOES.  These last few weeks are a perfect example of how much your weight can fluctuate from week to week.  Check it out.

STATS:

November 10, 2012
Weight loss that week: 2.4 pounds (AND I WAS SO EXCITED BECAUSE IT WAS 40 POUNDS TOTAL YAAYYYYY…..but wait for it.)

November 17, 2012
Weight gain that week: 4.8 pounds (are. you. kidding. me.)

THIS WEEK!
November 24, 2012
Weight loss this week: 1.6 pounds (thank HEAVENS for this)
TOTAL weight loss: 38.2 pounds

It wasn’t totally terrible, but in three weeks, my total was a gain of 0.8 pounds.  Not exactly going in the right direction.  But when I was sick, I didn’t eat much because I didn’t feel like eating much, got to a total of 40 pounds lost, and was preemptively overjoyed.  As I got healthier, I started craving all the food I didn’t eat while I was sick, retained a bunch of water, was PMSing, and gained FOUR POINT EIGHT pounds at my next weigh-in.  (I actually laughed when I got on the scale.  It was extra funny, because it was immediately following my completion of a 5K.  This is not an opportune time to weigh-in, friends.)

This week, my parents came into town.  (I had an amazing FULL week off from school.  It was incredibly necessary.  And wonderful.)  Austin is known for its ridiculous plethora of amazing restaurants, so naturally we went out to eat frequently during the week.  But my dear mother, who is also an incredibly successful WW member, was there to remind me that we didn’t have to overindulge every single time.  We ate a lot of incredible food, but we also made lunch/dinner at home a couple of times.

To add to our list of slightly more healthy decisions – Thanksgiving!

(Isn’t our little table so cute??)  One of the things we talked about at our WW meeting yesterday was how to deal with the things that you really feel you cannot live without on Thanksgiving.  For me, that involves mashed potatoes, stuffing, and pumpkin pie. Solution? I ate small portions of stuffing and pumpkin pie, and made this killer mashed potato/cauliflower recipe.  Everything was delicious.

Doesn’t that look yummy?  And kind of healthy?  And Thanksgiving-y?  We’re not super into cooking for Thanksgiving, so we picked up our delicious turkey from Rudy’s.  That was possibly the best decision ever.  (Not pictured: scrumptious pumpkin pie.)

When I weighed in yesterday, I was very glad to see that I was back down 1.6 pounds. (Doesn’t exactly offset that giant gain the week before, but I’ll take it.)  I started thinking about this blog post and how I would feel so stupid coming back AGAIN to say – “I really need to get back on track.  Now is the time for me to get amped up again.  This is going to be a great week!  I will NEVER STRAY AGAIN!”  It feels stupid because I’ve said it so many times before on this blog.  Where, you might ask?  Oh, how about here.  Or here.  Also here.  Oh wait – here, too.  (I forgot about that one!  That one was angry….)

But as I read through old posts from this blog, I noticed a trend.  Almost every time that I vowed to get better, channeled my self-loathing into healthy decisions, wrote about all the changes I would make – my next weigh-in was pretty awesome.  So I DON’T feel stupid writing about this.  I don’t feel stupid saying that this week WILL be better.  I don’t feel stupid saying that WRG and I are going to the store today, with a comprehensive grocery list, informed by a detailed food plan for the week.  I feel great saying that I am going to try to take my workout clothes to work so I can go straight to the gym.  I feel proud that I didn’t completely overindulge this last week and that I’m now looking forward to 40 pounds lost without using my sickness to get there.

Now I’m amped.  Are you?

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Honesty

My dear, sweet, kind, loving, amazing readers.  (And I am not at ALL saying that because I haven’t posted in forever and I’m a terrible person and possibly the worst weight loss blogger ever.)

An update:

October 20, 2012
Weight gain that week: 1.0 pounds

October 27, 2012
Weight loss that week: 2.2 pounds!!
TOTAL weight loss: 39.0 pounds

THIS WEEK!
I didn’t weigh-in.  Yep.  Terrible person.

Saturday was a long day, and that’s why I didn’t weigh-in.  I judged region band all day long, thought I might be able to weigh-in afterwards, but couldn’t because I WAS THERE FOREVER.  But let’s be TOTALLY honest here.  I could have figured that out before and weighed-in earlier in the week.  I chose to be lazy.  I chose to wait until the last minute and only really have one possible weighing-in option and I blew it.  And this week, I was determined to get this posted by the next time I weighed in – so naturally I waited until the last possible day.

Part of that is because I am sick.  So sick that I’ve been home from school since Wednesday, and I haven’t been inspired to do anything except sit and sleep and watch TV.  It’s SO annoying.  But at least I haven’t been that hungry!  It’s the little things, right?? Ugh.  Whatever.  I caught up on my soaps.  (And by “soaps” I mean “fairy-tale related shows”.  You know, Once Upon a Time and Grimm.  Soaps is just more fun to say.)

These last few weeks have been hard, and not really for any good reason.  Yes, we moved, and yes, I’m sick, and yes, teaching is hard – but there’s always going to be something, isn’t there?  Some of you are probably wondering why in the world I’m complaining, being that I was down 2.2 pounds two weeks ago, but I’m just being honest. I know that I have not been making the best decisions.  And I will tell you that.  Even though I could lie and you’d never know (never know, never know, never know **fading out**…..you know, like an echo?  Ugh, internet is hard.)

And I certainly haven’t been exercising.  I have figured out, however, that if I come home and sit on the couch, I don’t intend to move again unless it involves food or sleeping. Unless there is a meal or a bed coming my way, I’m probably not going to vacate our amazing and wonderful couch.  Solution?  Work out before I get home.  Hooray!  Of course, the first time I tried that, I got sick.  Literally.  The FIRST day I packed a bag of work-out clothes to take to work, I started feeling yucky and now I’ve been out for 3 days straight.  I do believe that means I’m allergic to working out.  (That’s the only logical explanation, here.)

Since I’m not so motivational with the whole weight losing thing, let’s talk about other things.  We moved!  WRG and I are now in a 2 bed 2 bath in a beautiful neighborhood in an apartment that we love – but MOST IMPORTANTLY I DON’T HAVE TO DRIVE ALL DAY TO GET TO WORK.  (I’M NOT EXAGGERATING THAT WAS MY LIFE.  BUT YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT IF I’M TALKING IN ALL CAPS I AM MOST LIKELY BLOWING THINGS OUT OF PROPORTION.)  We’ve spent the last few weeks spending way too much money and trying to make it feel like home.  Our epic bookcases are up – and the chalkboard has a new place in the dining room (with Bach and Beethoven prominently displayed):

I stuck placemats to the wall.  I love them.

(I promise our walls aren’t as green as our lighting/my iPhone makes them look.  But they are just a little greener than one might like…we’re working with it.)

And our porch is so pretty (AND WALTER IS OFFICIALLY A MAC CONVERT!!!!).

We love it here.  And I don’t feel nearly as stressed when I get home, because I haven’t driven for ELEVENTY HOURS.

That’s the update.  I absolutely WILL weigh-in tomorrow, and then I will tell you all about it. I really hope this sickness leaves soon, because I was just getting motivated to get back on track with exercising.  Here’s to a healthy weekend!

Ketchup

I owe this blog, like, the most epic post in the history of posts – with pictures and videos and statistical graphs and glitter cannons and everything awesome and interesting. Naturally, that means I’m just going to babble and babble some more and maybe throw in a photo here and there.  Even WordPress was mad when I went to their website to write this post – it was all “You have to sign in because you haven’t been here in forever.  Oh, and we got new fonts.  SUCK IT.”

WordPress is so rude.

Oh, and remember when I said this whole not blogging thing wasn’t a trend?  Yeah, apparently I suck a little bit lately.

Let’s start off with this – the last three weeks have gone as follows:

September 29, 2012
Weight gain that week: 1.8 pounds

October 6, 2012
Weight that week: MAINTAINED!

THIS WEEK!
Weight loss this week: 0.8 pounds
Current weight: 198.0 pounds
TOTAL weight loss: 37.8 pounds

(If you’re as confused as I am, just check out the Weight Tracking page.)

I’m kind of waffling around (haha, waffling, get it?  Because this is a weight loss blog?  I’m so funny…) with this whole losing weight thing, and it’s because I like to eat food that’s bad for me in the evenings and on weekends.  Truly.  That’s it.  During the week, I wake up in the morning, I eat Fiber One cereal with almond milk or a Smart Ones breakfast sandwich, I bring my lunch to school (because I really have no other choice) consisting of a sandwich/chips/fruit/string cheese/Fiber One bar or a Lean Cuisine.  That’s my daily routine Monday-Friday.

Evenings are hard, because this is my normal school day: wake up friggin early, drive 40 minutes to school, spend 11 hours there teaching the children how to play music and be slightly less weird, and drive an hour back home.  By the time I walk in the door, it’s usually close to or past 7:00pm, and I want indian food.  Or pizza.  And ice cream.  Loooooots of ice cream.  And wine!  I want wine, too!

Sometimes, I’m really good at saying no to all of that stuff.  And then sometimes I eat indian food pizza with wine-flavored ice cream.  You never know how the night is going to go.

I know I’m making excuses for my misdeeds, but that’s just my life right now.  It’s hard to be good when it just feels sooooo good (for about 10 minutes) to be bad.  And Austin needs to stop having such amazing restaurants.  Bastards.

This most recent week was a little better – we cooked and worked out one night!  Yaayyy!

(This is me, proving that I worked out.  I guess it really only proves that I put on work-out pants and tennis shoes and stood on gravel/greenery, but I promise I went on a 3-mile ralk outside.  Although, it was more walking than running.)  I even had my first band concert this week!  (It was a little stressful, but also incredibly awesome.)

On top of all that, we’re moving this week!  SUPER excited about this because 1) the new place is 2-bed-2-bath and totally rad, and 2) MY DRIVE TO SCHOOL WILL BE SO MUCH SHORTER NOW.  Less excited, because our lives are currently in a state of total chaos. The new place looks a little like this right now:

His and hers seating.  We classy.  (Also, do you see our wood-like material flooring??  I am way too excited about it.)

This week is going to be a little crazy with moving and cleaning and trying not to go completely insane.  However, we went to the grocery store yesterday and bought a bunch of easy lunch/dinner meals for the week, plus fruit and pop chips and all of our other usual snacky-type foods.

And if moving a million heavy boxes down 2 flights of stairs and then up 1 flight of stairs isn’t working out, I don’t know what is.

Up 1.0 Pounds

(Hey – at least it wasn’t as late as last week…)

STATS
Weight gain this week: 1.0 pounds
Current weight: 202.6 pounds
TOTAL weight loss: 33.2 pounds

My week in two-word phrases:
Staff development
Foreign exhaustion
Total joy
Getting ready
Free food
(FREE FOOD)
Less time
More work
Most fun
New routine
Zumba class
Better choices

Oh, and pipe cleaners.

Ms Love out.

Up 0.6 Pounds

I started this post approximately forever ago, and I’m so sorry that I’m crazy behind the times.  Just pretend like I posted it on Sunday.  This week has been a doozy (oh you know, with staff development and setting up my classroom and lesson planning and BEING A TEACHER) so I really hope I get more time to blog next week.  No promises.

I’m not even worried about this.

STATS
Weight gain this week: 0.6 pounds
Current weight: 201.6 pounds
TOTAL weight loss: 34.2 pounds

This doesn’t bug me, because you would not even believe the amount of ass I kicked this week.

Saturday: ralked 2 miles
Sunday: spin class
Monday: ralked 3.6 miles
Tuesday: worked arms with machines/free weights, Stairmaster for 20 minutes (56 flights)
Wednesday/Thursday: days off
Friday: Nike Training Club workout

Bam.  I killed it, even when I was tired and sore from the day before.  Then Saturday, after weigh-in, WRG and I went to the Far West area, and I ralked OVER 4 miles.  It was hot, and there’s a major hill, and I thought I was going to die.

This may not look like much, but it is rough times.  Like, you’ve already ralked 2 miles and then you turn the corner to this hill of death and you have to climb it in order to get back to your car.  Forced motivation, folks.

That’s all I’ve got for right now (again, I apologize for the lateness).  I’ll let you know how Saturday weigh-in goes!  And hopefully in a more timely fashion. :)

Centennial

My dear friends – this is my 100th post on Love Weights!

It’s been a rough couple of months, so I’ve decided that I’m done being uninspiring.  (Yes, you can decide something like that.)  I’m just not going to suck at losing weight right now. I’m tired of feeling fat, feeling tired and gross, feeling unhealthy.  I’m tired of getting on the blog and saying “Sorry, kids, I gained again.”  Speaking of which:

STATS
Weight gain this week: 1.8 pounds
Current weight: 206.6 pounds
TOTAL weight loss: 29.2 pounds

Okay, fine.  I’ve accepted it.  These last two weeks were shitty.  MOVING ON.

I want to bring your attention to something.  Please see Exhibit A:

That, right there, was taken on November 20, 2011.  I can’t possibly tell you how good it makes me feel to look at this photo, and then look in the mirror today.  Plus, my incredible friends keep telling me that I look good and I’m doing well, which keeps me going more than anything in the world.

I haven’t blogged in quite awhile about the reasons I’m doing this whole weight loss dealiebob.  So let’s talk about that.  In list form.

1.  I don’t love the way I look right now.  I certainly like it, but I don’t love it.  I know that I would be prouder of a more fit body.
2.  I don’t want to get diabetes.  It runs in my family, and I am only inviting its onset by being unhealthy.  This is such a big, fat DUH.  My health is the most important thing.
3.  I feel so much better when I eat healthy food and work out consistently.  When I wake up in the morning and my ring goes on my finger easily, I feel like I’ve already succeeded.
4.  Two words: new clothes.
5.  This blog – it makes me happy, and it keeps me going.

I’ve posted this before, but here’s another reason:

A picture is worth a thousand words.  (For those of you who don’t know, this was taken in 2006 when I was at 158 pounds.  Thinspiration.)

It’s going to be a good week.  I started the new job yesterday, and I’m beyond excited. This also means that I’m back into a routine, which helps so much when it comes to food and exercise planning.  Walter and I killed it at the grocery store on Sunday, and we cooked scallops and risotto last night.  We fancy.

Even though Walter accidentally put in a little too much corn starch for the sauce on the scallops, they were still absolutely delicious.  We added mushrooms to one of our WW favorites – Asparagus Risotto.  Insanely good.

So if I haven’t been motivating yet, hopefully this will be: on Sunday morning, I went to 24 Hour Fitness with the intention of meeting WRG to do a spin class.  It was full by the time I got there, so I went with a step class.  I love step class – it’s like extreme dancing, because you’re trying to do walkovers and rotations and repeater knees and L steps and all those shenanigans while stepping onto a slightly unstable plastic riser.  And inevitably, you fall. Some people fall gracefully, catching themselves with their hands on the step, or not even hitting the ground at all.  Not Liz Love.  Liz Love misses the step, tips the top part up completely, and falls in a heap of limbs on top of her equipment.  Nothing graceful about that.  After wiping the embarrassment off of my awkward body, I caught my breath, drank some water, and jumped right back in to finished the class.  I had to ice a pretty gnarly bruise on my leg later, but it was worth it —

If you STILL aren’t motivated – GO WATCH THE OLYMPICS.  Those are some fit, feisty, and fine folks.  Mmm.

Mostly, this post just serves as a reminder: I am seeing this through.  A little weight gain has never stopped me before, and it’s not going to stop me now.  I needed that reminder.  And so did you.  :)

Up 3.0 Pounds

I have never wanted to blog less than I do right now.

STATS
Weight gain this week: 3.0 pounds
Current weight: 204.8 pounds
TOTAL weight loss: 31.0 pounds

I honestly don’t have much to say today, because I would just sound like a broken record. I know what I need to do.  I’m just not doing it.  Blah blah blah.  Makes for kind of a boring blog post.

Sometimes you’re not ready to make big changes.  That’s me right now.

I nearly typed “I’m just too busy for this right now.”  I’m too busy for my health?  REALLY?? That’s just not okay.  So I’ve got a bunch of stuff going on, but is that really more important than lowering my risk for a bunch of terrible health problems and feeling better about myself?  Yeah, probably not.

I want to be skinnier.
I want to be healthier.
I want to be happier.

This week’s mantra.  Obviously I can’t promise anything, but here’s to another week.

Blergh.