Disregard my earlier post... I can't wait a whole week to talk to you guys. Heck, I couldn't even make it a whole night! This blog is so therapeutic for me and even though it sometimes takes a lot of time and digs up some past hurts, it's good to get it out of my head!
So, let's put it this way... at the very least I will blog on Sunday's, but more than likely, it'll be more often than that!
Cool. Ok. So tonight I....... wait for it........ I EXERCISED!!! Yah, I know. Total shocker, right? So I was sitting on the couch watching tv only I couldn't find anything to watch. (Side note: I chose not to pay for cable because I don't want to become a couch potato so we are dealing with a cheap antenna and crappy reception which usually leaves us with only channel 12, 15, 61 and sometimes 5 and 51. Pretty boring, eh?)
After about 15 minutes of channel surfing, I gave up. I happened to have workout clothes on (from my day of running around) and tennis shoes. (Another side note: my tennis shoes are expensive and good quality but they aren't PINK so I don't like to wear them often. My mom bought me pink shoelaces but let's be honest. Pink shoelaces don't make a shoe pink. Especially when the shoe is actually white and lavender. Ugh! I need me some PINK tennis shoes!!!) So I figured, what the heck?!?! I might as well do a few minutes of a dvd workout or whatever.
I popped in this dance/workout dvd. Ok, 50 lbs ago, I could've done it just fine. But at this plumpness, it was hella hard. I kept up for about 5 minutes and then when I couldn't breathe anymore (huffing and puffing like a fattie), I decided to do something slightly less intense. So I popped in a "Walk Off Your Belly Fat" dvd from the Walk Away The Pounds series. Leslie Sansone cracks me up. The lady talks through the entire dvd, every single one. And sometimes she fumbles over her words. So I laugh because.... well... she's HUMAN! And it's funny! She's not perfect like so many of the other dvd hosts (or whatever you call them). She sweats. She gets major word vomit sometimes. She's real! She can be annoying sometimes... but she's real! Therefore, I feel like I'm working out in a REAL class with a REAL trainer and ultimately, I'm getting a REAL workout!
This was a boosted walk so there was some jogging, weight lifting (I always do heavier than her recommended 3-5 lbs weights) and the regular fast-temp side steps, knee lifts, back kicks, etc. My favorite thing about this particular dvd is that she had a countdown clock for each mile. Instead of me constantly peeking around the corner to see the kitchen clock, wondering how much longer until I'm done.... she put the clock right there on the screen so I know exactly how much longer I have! THANK YOU LESLIE!!!
I will tell you this. Walking is a great exercise. If you don't believe me, google it. It's one of the best exercises you can do for your body. Even better is when you pair it with resistance training. Again, google it. But here's the thing. You can't just walk and expect to lose a lot of weight. I'm not a registered dietician. I'm not a Doctor. And I'm certainly not a know-it-all. I am, however, someone who has done a lot of research. Like, enough research that I should be a friggin twig right now. I also have passed some pretty intense nutrition classes in college. I started out wanting to be a nutritionist and personal trainer. Then I figured, how could I possibly help other people get healthy when I'm sitting here over 300 lbs? Yah, not a good idea... yet. But I DO know a lot. And one thing I know very well is that walking isn't enough.
Any exercise, when balanced with a healthy diet is ideal. Right? Do we all agree? If you don't, GOOGLE IT!!! (Can you tell I'm addicted to google???) So, I am working hard on the food. I refuse to call it a "diet" because diets just set you up for failure. But I am working hard on my lifestyle change relating to food. And now, today, I began my fitness improvement as well. I know it is just one day at a time. So for today, I say: job well done, Miss Kat!
For tomorrow, the last day of 2010 (where the HECK has the year gone???), I am anxious to see how the day goes. I am stuck at home as my car will be at the mechanic getting new brakes (no clue how I'm gonna pay for them!) so that means I have food at my fingertips all day but thanks to a recent shopping trip, it's all healthy food. As long as it doesn't rain tomorrow, Shorty and I will take a couple trips to the park to burn some extra calories (me, not him!) and enjoy the last day of 2010. The only thing I worry about is night. I know it's all about choices but I also know my family is notorious for making smelly, yummy, bad-for-you foods whenever there's a holiday. I will bring a few healthier alternatives but will need the extra prayer and positive reminders to stay away from the junk. I don't need it. And it's not good for me. The point is to improve, not do the same thing I always do.
In case I don't write beforehand.... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Sunday, Sunday... See You Sunday!
So I just wanted to post a quick little blurb to let you know that, at least for a few weeks, I'll just be posting once weekly on... you guessed it... Sunday's. So be sure to check back each week. I'm sparing you daily reading but I'm guessing the once-weekly posts may be a bit longer. Anyway, until further notice, see you Sunday! :-)
~*~ Kat ~*~
~*~ Kat ~*~
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Nutritionist Visit
Yesterday, my Nutritionist came to my house for a visit. This was the first time meeting with this particular person. She was nice. Quiet... but nice! She spent the majority of the time asking me questions. First some basic ones: "how tall are you?" "how much do you weigh?" "who is your Doctor?" etc. Then nutrition-specific ones: "what do you typically eat for breakfast?" "what foods do you not like?" "what kind of help do you need from me?" "how many calories do you eat now?" etc. These questions went on for about 45 minutes.
Then the fun part. We talked about how many servings of each of the 5 food groups I need each day. She went over portion sizes with me (I already know this stuff but it was a great refresher!) and defined some nutrition terms.
Regarding Calories. I explained that, per the SSDDDC, I am at approximately 1780 calories. To spare some time, I let her know that I was already aware that my weight (323) times 10-12 (11, as an average) equals how many calories my body requires to just maintain. So roughly 3553. Assuming I eat under 1800 calories per day, which is half of what my body requires to "maintain", then I should lose 3.5 lbs per week. She agreed with that calculation... more or less. After all was said and done, she left my calories at 1800 per day and said we'll re-evaluate in 3 weeks.
Regarding Portion Sizes. I disagree with what she told me. Ok, first of all, she said, even as a vegetarian, the only protein I should have each day is equivalent to the size of my palm, minus my fingers. That means both the diameter and the thickness. My hands are not that big. That is basically just one veggie burger... for an entire day... and that's it for protein. I understand she's a Dietitian but I just passed a year of Nutrition classes in college and after much studying and research, I know that as a vegetarian, my protein needs are double that of a meat eating person. Plus the fact that I am a child-bearing age and haven't gone through menopause... protein is important!
The portion for carbohydrates, again for an entire day, is that of my fist. I know that is equivalent to a single portion size, but not for an entire day. Carbohydrates, when in WHOLE form, are the best source of energy. Carbs are not bad! Fruits and veggies I'm to only have 2 servings of each. That's tough because I enjoy a big, veggie-packed salad for dinner sometimes or an omelet with a cup or two of veggies for breakfast. And cheese/dairy, I'm to have 4 servings of per day. Wait! More dairy and less veggies??? This just doesn't seem right to me. I'm going to run that by my Nutrition Professor to see what she thinks.
Regarding Water. Now here's something I completely disagree with. She said "drink to thirst". When I asked for clarification, she said "drink when you're thirsty, don't when you're not. There's no requirement. No minimum. Just drink what and when you want." WRONG! Our bodies DO require water. At minimum, we should be drinking 8 8-ounce classes of water per day (64 ounces). AT MINIMUM! When I mentioned how much water I've been drinking on the SSDDDC, she said that it won't kill me, but that it's completely unnecessary. "Weight loss should be easy, not hard." To which I said "well if weight loss was easy, we'd all be skinny and there wouldn't be any fat people." She laughed and then looked at me like I was crazy!
I told her I plan to keep drinking the water as it's a) helped me to stay fuller all day and b) flushed out a lot of CRAP from my system. Though I've been hit hard with colds and infections ever since, I know from a nutrition perspective that it's because I am cleansing my body of toxins and built-up bacteria and so a lot of that crap is surfacing all at once. Once I finish my antibiotics, I'm certain that will be over with and the water will keep helping to flush the crap outta me!
Regarding Meals and Logging Food. Again, she reminded me that "weight loss should be easy, not hard". She had a worksheet for me to log my various foods each day and keep track of how many veggies, fruits, proteins, etc. I eat. I told her how I blog about what I eat and keep track of it that way. She said "oh no no no. That's a lot of work. Don't make this so difficult on yourself or you won't stick with it." I thought about that for a minute. It's blogging that's keeping me on track. I know when I have to write about my food/exercise choices, I'll get feedback. I don't like the negative comments so I try to make better choices to eliminate those. It's encouragement for me. It's motivation. It's inspiration. And it's accountability. Without blogging, as I discovered earlier this year, I go crazy with food and get lazy with exercise. It does me NO good.
So, I overall, I was underwhelmed by the appointment. I think the lady was nice and I'm sure she's done a great deal of good for some people. But I question if she's ever actually worked with a morbidly obese woman before. I asked for ways to eat for breast cancer prevention and PCOS maintenance and she had no idea what I was talking about. Her comments about the water and the blogging pretty much turned me off to hearing anything else she might have to say. I'm glad I didn't have to pay for her out-of-pocket (thank you, ghetto insurance, for covering this!) because I'd demand a refund. I learned a lot more from my year of nutrition classes than I did from this one-on-one appointment. Total bummer! Guess I need to stick to what I know and anything I don't know, I'll do what I do best.... RESEARCH IT!!!
Then the fun part. We talked about how many servings of each of the 5 food groups I need each day. She went over portion sizes with me (I already know this stuff but it was a great refresher!) and defined some nutrition terms.
Regarding Calories. I explained that, per the SSDDDC, I am at approximately 1780 calories. To spare some time, I let her know that I was already aware that my weight (323) times 10-12 (11, as an average) equals how many calories my body requires to just maintain. So roughly 3553. Assuming I eat under 1800 calories per day, which is half of what my body requires to "maintain", then I should lose 3.5 lbs per week. She agreed with that calculation... more or less. After all was said and done, she left my calories at 1800 per day and said we'll re-evaluate in 3 weeks.
Regarding Portion Sizes. I disagree with what she told me. Ok, first of all, she said, even as a vegetarian, the only protein I should have each day is equivalent to the size of my palm, minus my fingers. That means both the diameter and the thickness. My hands are not that big. That is basically just one veggie burger... for an entire day... and that's it for protein. I understand she's a Dietitian but I just passed a year of Nutrition classes in college and after much studying and research, I know that as a vegetarian, my protein needs are double that of a meat eating person. Plus the fact that I am a child-bearing age and haven't gone through menopause... protein is important!
The portion for carbohydrates, again for an entire day, is that of my fist. I know that is equivalent to a single portion size, but not for an entire day. Carbohydrates, when in WHOLE form, are the best source of energy. Carbs are not bad! Fruits and veggies I'm to only have 2 servings of each. That's tough because I enjoy a big, veggie-packed salad for dinner sometimes or an omelet with a cup or two of veggies for breakfast. And cheese/dairy, I'm to have 4 servings of per day. Wait! More dairy and less veggies??? This just doesn't seem right to me. I'm going to run that by my Nutrition Professor to see what she thinks.
Regarding Water. Now here's something I completely disagree with. She said "drink to thirst". When I asked for clarification, she said "drink when you're thirsty, don't when you're not. There's no requirement. No minimum. Just drink what and when you want." WRONG! Our bodies DO require water. At minimum, we should be drinking 8 8-ounce classes of water per day (64 ounces). AT MINIMUM! When I mentioned how much water I've been drinking on the SSDDDC, she said that it won't kill me, but that it's completely unnecessary. "Weight loss should be easy, not hard." To which I said "well if weight loss was easy, we'd all be skinny and there wouldn't be any fat people." She laughed and then looked at me like I was crazy!
I told her I plan to keep drinking the water as it's a) helped me to stay fuller all day and b) flushed out a lot of CRAP from my system. Though I've been hit hard with colds and infections ever since, I know from a nutrition perspective that it's because I am cleansing my body of toxins and built-up bacteria and so a lot of that crap is surfacing all at once. Once I finish my antibiotics, I'm certain that will be over with and the water will keep helping to flush the crap outta me!
Regarding Meals and Logging Food. Again, she reminded me that "weight loss should be easy, not hard". She had a worksheet for me to log my various foods each day and keep track of how many veggies, fruits, proteins, etc. I eat. I told her how I blog about what I eat and keep track of it that way. She said "oh no no no. That's a lot of work. Don't make this so difficult on yourself or you won't stick with it." I thought about that for a minute. It's blogging that's keeping me on track. I know when I have to write about my food/exercise choices, I'll get feedback. I don't like the negative comments so I try to make better choices to eliminate those. It's encouragement for me. It's motivation. It's inspiration. And it's accountability. Without blogging, as I discovered earlier this year, I go crazy with food and get lazy with exercise. It does me NO good.
So, I overall, I was underwhelmed by the appointment. I think the lady was nice and I'm sure she's done a great deal of good for some people. But I question if she's ever actually worked with a morbidly obese woman before. I asked for ways to eat for breast cancer prevention and PCOS maintenance and she had no idea what I was talking about. Her comments about the water and the blogging pretty much turned me off to hearing anything else she might have to say. I'm glad I didn't have to pay for her out-of-pocket (thank you, ghetto insurance, for covering this!) because I'd demand a refund. I learned a lot more from my year of nutrition classes than I did from this one-on-one appointment. Total bummer! Guess I need to stick to what I know and anything I don't know, I'll do what I do best.... RESEARCH IT!!!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! I hope you had a lovely day celebrating with your family and friends!
Here's how my day went. We didn't get to sleep last night until... well... this morning. Shorty was TOO excited for Santa to come that he couldn't calm down and sleep until about 12:30 this morning. I had some wrapping to do and had to lay all of "Santa's" stuff out so I was up till about 1:15 am.
Then around 4:00 this morning, there was a LOUD bang! I thought someone was breaking in. I was seriously freaked out. I quickly put on my glasses and held my phone in my had with my finger on the "9" just in case. I was staring at the bedroom door just waiting for someone to walk down my hall. After about 10 minutes of me almost peeing my pants, I got up really quick, closed and locked the bedroom door. Shorty just happened to be sleeping in with me so I felt we were both safe in there. 20 minutes went by and nothing. Then 30... and 40 minutes. I was driving myself crazy so I texted a friend that I knew was awake (he works graveyard shift). He helped calm me down. He said "if someone broke in a half hour ago, you'd know it by now. I'm sure it was just an outside noise."
Still, it kept me up till 5:30 this morning. I eventually fell asleep, with my door closed and locked, but woke up every hour after that. Then, at 7:35 am... SHORTY WOKE UP! I was exhausted and so was he. In fact, I practically had to convince him to roll out of bed to open presents! lol.
So anyway, zillions of presents and some Bible reading later, we went to my family's house. I had only 2 Hershey's kisses. There was TONS of candy there but I just was not craving it. Not after the last 2 nights I'd had.
Oh, side note... I don't think I've blogged completely about my emotional nights but here they are in a nutshell. So you remember my previous posts about being lonely around the holidays etc? Well, it's been a bit lonely and emotional these last couple nights. I've been sitting on the couch, all alone, watching Christmas movies... wishing I had someone to cuddle up with. blah, blah, blah. In the past, these emotional nights send me into a carb-coma. I go crazy and eat everything in sight... like somehow the food is going to make things better. These last 2 nights, while I haven't gone that extreme, I have definitely eaten more than I needed and haven't made the best choices. With all the holiday candy and treats around me, they were the easy targets for my emotional binges.
I SCREWED UP! I know that. I am so mad at myself for eating that crap! I have been so committed to this challenge and have seen great results and over the past 48 hours, I feel like I just threw that all away. In fact, I'm not sure if I'll be at a scale tomorrow so I went ahead and weighed in today... I maintained. I'm still at roughly 323 lbs. It's hella frustrating. I have done well this entire week and stuck to my calories, but in 48 hours of weakness, the hard work doesn't matter. My period is done. My cold is almost all gone (gotta love meds!!!). So I should have seen a big loss on the scale. But no. It was more important for me to scarf down that candy cane when no one was looking and eat a late night lean cuisine because I was "hungry" at midnight. It didn't help me then. It doesn't help me now.
Grrrrrrr!
So yah, I'm frustrated about that. I mean, I guess it's a good thing I didn't gain any weight. But still, maintaining weight isn't doing anything for me or my health. I need to lose it... and FAST!!! So I have 1 more week until this year is over and a new one begins. That's 1 week to focus 110% on eating right, exercising and drinking my water. Nothing else matters. I can't focus on my idiot ex husband or the bills I can't pay or the job I can't seem to find anywhere. Sure, those things are important, but they distract me from my goals.
It's really hard for me to stay on track when I'm home all day. At least when Shorty is in school, I'm running around all day so I'm keeping busy and my meals are pretty much planned. But when I'm home all day, I'm near the food all day. Temptation is everywhere. And when I'm bored, it's far too easy to reach for food instead of water.
I HATE BEING FAT!!!! This time next year, I want to be able to receive clothes as a Christmas present without having to worry about being to fat to wear them. I want to be able to resist all holiday treats because I don't want them, not because I "can't have them or I'll get fatter". I want to be able to strut my stuff at holiday parties instead of skipping them all because I'm too fat and don't have anything pretty to wear.
The majority of my fat life, I've been a 2x or size 22-24. Never any bigger. But these past 6 months, I've been a 3x or 4x, size 26-28. It's incredibly embarassing. Forget that. It's HUMILIATING.... going into a plus size store and being to big for their biggest size clothing. A few months ago I went to Fashion Bug (size 28 is the max) to get some jeans. Not a single pair fit me. Not the 28's. Not even the stretchy ones. Well, technically some of them fit me, but I had major camel-toe and indented rolls... not a pretty sight. Then tonight, as a gift, I got some gorgeous flannel pajama pants with BLING! They were a 3x... just tried them on and they don't fit up my ass. DISAPPOINTING!!!!
So, though it's been a perfect Christmas day, it's been an emotional and disappointing 48 hours. I'm ready for tomorrow to start because it's a new day with new chances to friggin' get back on track. I know what's important to me and I want it bad. I have to stop letting my emotions, my loneliness and my fear sabotage the hard work I've put in already for a better me!
How was your Christmas? How did you do around all the holiday sweets? Do you have any disappointments or frustrations from this week? Do share!!!
Here's how my day went. We didn't get to sleep last night until... well... this morning. Shorty was TOO excited for Santa to come that he couldn't calm down and sleep until about 12:30 this morning. I had some wrapping to do and had to lay all of "Santa's" stuff out so I was up till about 1:15 am.
Then around 4:00 this morning, there was a LOUD bang! I thought someone was breaking in. I was seriously freaked out. I quickly put on my glasses and held my phone in my had with my finger on the "9" just in case. I was staring at the bedroom door just waiting for someone to walk down my hall. After about 10 minutes of me almost peeing my pants, I got up really quick, closed and locked the bedroom door. Shorty just happened to be sleeping in with me so I felt we were both safe in there. 20 minutes went by and nothing. Then 30... and 40 minutes. I was driving myself crazy so I texted a friend that I knew was awake (he works graveyard shift). He helped calm me down. He said "if someone broke in a half hour ago, you'd know it by now. I'm sure it was just an outside noise."
Still, it kept me up till 5:30 this morning. I eventually fell asleep, with my door closed and locked, but woke up every hour after that. Then, at 7:35 am... SHORTY WOKE UP! I was exhausted and so was he. In fact, I practically had to convince him to roll out of bed to open presents! lol.
So anyway, zillions of presents and some Bible reading later, we went to my family's house. I had only 2 Hershey's kisses. There was TONS of candy there but I just was not craving it. Not after the last 2 nights I'd had.
Oh, side note... I don't think I've blogged completely about my emotional nights but here they are in a nutshell. So you remember my previous posts about being lonely around the holidays etc? Well, it's been a bit lonely and emotional these last couple nights. I've been sitting on the couch, all alone, watching Christmas movies... wishing I had someone to cuddle up with. blah, blah, blah. In the past, these emotional nights send me into a carb-coma. I go crazy and eat everything in sight... like somehow the food is going to make things better. These last 2 nights, while I haven't gone that extreme, I have definitely eaten more than I needed and haven't made the best choices. With all the holiday candy and treats around me, they were the easy targets for my emotional binges.
I SCREWED UP! I know that. I am so mad at myself for eating that crap! I have been so committed to this challenge and have seen great results and over the past 48 hours, I feel like I just threw that all away. In fact, I'm not sure if I'll be at a scale tomorrow so I went ahead and weighed in today... I maintained. I'm still at roughly 323 lbs. It's hella frustrating. I have done well this entire week and stuck to my calories, but in 48 hours of weakness, the hard work doesn't matter. My period is done. My cold is almost all gone (gotta love meds!!!). So I should have seen a big loss on the scale. But no. It was more important for me to scarf down that candy cane when no one was looking and eat a late night lean cuisine because I was "hungry" at midnight. It didn't help me then. It doesn't help me now.
Grrrrrrr!
So yah, I'm frustrated about that. I mean, I guess it's a good thing I didn't gain any weight. But still, maintaining weight isn't doing anything for me or my health. I need to lose it... and FAST!!! So I have 1 more week until this year is over and a new one begins. That's 1 week to focus 110% on eating right, exercising and drinking my water. Nothing else matters. I can't focus on my idiot ex husband or the bills I can't pay or the job I can't seem to find anywhere. Sure, those things are important, but they distract me from my goals.
It's really hard for me to stay on track when I'm home all day. At least when Shorty is in school, I'm running around all day so I'm keeping busy and my meals are pretty much planned. But when I'm home all day, I'm near the food all day. Temptation is everywhere. And when I'm bored, it's far too easy to reach for food instead of water.
I HATE BEING FAT!!!! This time next year, I want to be able to receive clothes as a Christmas present without having to worry about being to fat to wear them. I want to be able to resist all holiday treats because I don't want them, not because I "can't have them or I'll get fatter". I want to be able to strut my stuff at holiday parties instead of skipping them all because I'm too fat and don't have anything pretty to wear.
The majority of my fat life, I've been a 2x or size 22-24. Never any bigger. But these past 6 months, I've been a 3x or 4x, size 26-28. It's incredibly embarassing. Forget that. It's HUMILIATING.... going into a plus size store and being to big for their biggest size clothing. A few months ago I went to Fashion Bug (size 28 is the max) to get some jeans. Not a single pair fit me. Not the 28's. Not even the stretchy ones. Well, technically some of them fit me, but I had major camel-toe and indented rolls... not a pretty sight. Then tonight, as a gift, I got some gorgeous flannel pajama pants with BLING! They were a 3x... just tried them on and they don't fit up my ass. DISAPPOINTING!!!!
So, though it's been a perfect Christmas day, it's been an emotional and disappointing 48 hours. I'm ready for tomorrow to start because it's a new day with new chances to friggin' get back on track. I know what's important to me and I want it bad. I have to stop letting my emotions, my loneliness and my fear sabotage the hard work I've put in already for a better me!
How was your Christmas? How did you do around all the holiday sweets? Do you have any disappointments or frustrations from this week? Do share!!!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Just a quick post tonight. It's almost 9pm and I think I'm gonna actually try to get to bed early tonight!!!
Breakfast was a quick bite out: jack in the box crossaint with egg only... no cheese, no meat, no hasbrowns or drinks!!! Just water and the not-very-filling sandwich! 350 calories.
Lunch was a lean cuisine: 320 calories.
I snacked on some popcorn with Shorty while we watched How The Grinch Stole Christmas.
Dinner was another lean cuisine: 350 calories.
Pair that with 140 ounces of water, 10 ounces of orange juice, 16 ounces of watered down "lemonade"... and I still have a 22 ounce bottle of water to drink. Yep! I'm good to go.
Oh, I spoke to soon last night... as soon as I went to bed... I tasted metal. Darn antibiotics! haha. Oh well, whatever it takes to feel better!
Goodnight, my loves! Merry Christmas Eve Eve!!!
Breakfast was a quick bite out: jack in the box crossaint with egg only... no cheese, no meat, no hasbrowns or drinks!!! Just water and the not-very-filling sandwich! 350 calories.
Lunch was a lean cuisine: 320 calories.
I snacked on some popcorn with Shorty while we watched How The Grinch Stole Christmas.
Dinner was another lean cuisine: 350 calories.
Pair that with 140 ounces of water, 10 ounces of orange juice, 16 ounces of watered down "lemonade"... and I still have a 22 ounce bottle of water to drink. Yep! I'm good to go.
Oh, I spoke to soon last night... as soon as I went to bed... I tasted metal. Darn antibiotics! haha. Oh well, whatever it takes to feel better!
Goodnight, my loves! Merry Christmas Eve Eve!!!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Wow! Is it really December 22nd already? Where has this year gone???
So here's how my day went. I woke up at 7, had a fight with the "snooze" button for about an hour. When I finally woke up, after clearing my nose from a whole-heck-of-a-lot of snot, I took a super fast shower, got Shorty up and hurried out the door for my Doctor appointment. Realizing I forgot to bring breakfast with us and hearing the "friendly" reminder from Shorty himself, we made a quick stop at Starbucks. I got me a bottle of water, a venti peppermint hot chocolate and a bacon gouda sandwich with no bacon. Shorty got the same, but in smaller portions.
I got to the doctor. First thing she did was weigh me in. This doctor, and her friendly staff, knows how hard I've been trying to find SOMETHING to help me lose weight despite my PCOS and whatever. They've seen my weight go up and up... they've actually been a part of many of my exercise sessions so they know how hard I have worked. Anyway, they were all so excited to see my weight has gone down on the scale for once! It was a great feeling. My weight loss isn't huge just yet but the fact remains that the numbers are going DOWN instead of up. I felt very proud to have them all recognize that!
Turns out I have some sort of an infection. She suspects pneumonia but since I'm totally paranoid about x-rays (radiation exposure), she put me on an antibiotic. I am gonna try this for a couple days and if I'm not getting any better, than I'll just suck it up and get an x-ray. The reason for my paranoia? Well my mom recently battled breast cancer and I've been told I'm now at high risk for it. I may end up doing the genetic testing to see if I do have the genes for it. But until then, I'm doing everything I can to improve my lifestyle and limit my exposure to radiation.
So anyway, I went to pick up my prescription and the Pharmacist goes "I hope you enjoy the taste of metal. That's all you'll be tasting for the next 10 days." What? Yay me! haha. Apparently this medication is going to leave a metal taste in my mouth. I took my first pill 2 hours ago and (knock on wood!!) no metal taste so far! I totally plan to defy her predicition!
Then Shorty and I ran a few errands and ended up at my Mom's office. We waited until she was ready and then walked a mile to lunch. I told her I wasn't feeling too good today and wasn't hungry. She, being the MOM, insisted I eat something. So I had a half of a salad. I got some black beans on the otherwise lettuce-and-cabbage salad for some protein. I can honestly say I didn't taste a single bite of that salad. All I tasted was MUCUS! Ick! Then we walked the mile back to Mom's office and hung out there for a bit.
Shorty and I went home for a nap. We ended up sleeping almost 3 hours. I'm trying to get rid of my cold and I think he's just now developing it. We both needed the sleep for sure! We woke up, had a totally lazy evening of watching tv on the couch in our jammies.
Side note: Nothing from the jerk upstairs. Thank GOD! I was expecting total hell from him last night, as he promised, but it appears the little wifey was able to calm him down!!!
Anyway, I've had plenty of water to drink today. And about 40 ounces of watered down hot chocolate (only 2 packets worth, 80 calories each). Breakfast was the meatless sandwich @ Starbucks with the peppermint hot chocolate (watered down). Lunch was a half a salad with black beans. Dinner was some leftover enchilada thing my mom made. I haven't grocery shopped in 2 weeks so it's about all I could find. Again, couldn't taste anything but I know it was about 350 calories as my mom pre-measured it for me and already counted everything in it.
I'm falling asleep while typing this so I'm gonna head to bed. I haven't been getting much sleep at night. Worrying too much, I think. But I know adequate sleep is essential for weight loss and overall health so I'm trying to be more conscious of it. But oh my gosh, I swear I look at the clock at around 7 pm and think Ok, I'm just gonna update my blog, check email and scope out Facebook real quick. Then, before I know it, I'm reading my Bible and see the clock saying 11:59 pm. Geesh! Suggestions?????
So here's how my day went. I woke up at 7, had a fight with the "snooze" button for about an hour. When I finally woke up, after clearing my nose from a whole-heck-of-a-lot of snot, I took a super fast shower, got Shorty up and hurried out the door for my Doctor appointment. Realizing I forgot to bring breakfast with us and hearing the "friendly" reminder from Shorty himself, we made a quick stop at Starbucks. I got me a bottle of water, a venti peppermint hot chocolate and a bacon gouda sandwich with no bacon. Shorty got the same, but in smaller portions.
I got to the doctor. First thing she did was weigh me in. This doctor, and her friendly staff, knows how hard I've been trying to find SOMETHING to help me lose weight despite my PCOS and whatever. They've seen my weight go up and up... they've actually been a part of many of my exercise sessions so they know how hard I have worked. Anyway, they were all so excited to see my weight has gone down on the scale for once! It was a great feeling. My weight loss isn't huge just yet but the fact remains that the numbers are going DOWN instead of up. I felt very proud to have them all recognize that!
Turns out I have some sort of an infection. She suspects pneumonia but since I'm totally paranoid about x-rays (radiation exposure), she put me on an antibiotic. I am gonna try this for a couple days and if I'm not getting any better, than I'll just suck it up and get an x-ray. The reason for my paranoia? Well my mom recently battled breast cancer and I've been told I'm now at high risk for it. I may end up doing the genetic testing to see if I do have the genes for it. But until then, I'm doing everything I can to improve my lifestyle and limit my exposure to radiation.
So anyway, I went to pick up my prescription and the Pharmacist goes "I hope you enjoy the taste of metal. That's all you'll be tasting for the next 10 days." What? Yay me! haha. Apparently this medication is going to leave a metal taste in my mouth. I took my first pill 2 hours ago and (knock on wood!!) no metal taste so far! I totally plan to defy her predicition!
Then Shorty and I ran a few errands and ended up at my Mom's office. We waited until she was ready and then walked a mile to lunch. I told her I wasn't feeling too good today and wasn't hungry. She, being the MOM, insisted I eat something. So I had a half of a salad. I got some black beans on the otherwise lettuce-and-cabbage salad for some protein. I can honestly say I didn't taste a single bite of that salad. All I tasted was MUCUS! Ick! Then we walked the mile back to Mom's office and hung out there for a bit.
Shorty and I went home for a nap. We ended up sleeping almost 3 hours. I'm trying to get rid of my cold and I think he's just now developing it. We both needed the sleep for sure! We woke up, had a totally lazy evening of watching tv on the couch in our jammies.
Side note: Nothing from the jerk upstairs. Thank GOD! I was expecting total hell from him last night, as he promised, but it appears the little wifey was able to calm him down!!!
Anyway, I've had plenty of water to drink today. And about 40 ounces of watered down hot chocolate (only 2 packets worth, 80 calories each). Breakfast was the meatless sandwich @ Starbucks with the peppermint hot chocolate (watered down). Lunch was a half a salad with black beans. Dinner was some leftover enchilada thing my mom made. I haven't grocery shopped in 2 weeks so it's about all I could find. Again, couldn't taste anything but I know it was about 350 calories as my mom pre-measured it for me and already counted everything in it.
I'm falling asleep while typing this so I'm gonna head to bed. I haven't been getting much sleep at night. Worrying too much, I think. But I know adequate sleep is essential for weight loss and overall health so I'm trying to be more conscious of it. But oh my gosh, I swear I look at the clock at around 7 pm and think Ok, I'm just gonna update my blog, check email and scope out Facebook real quick. Then, before I know it, I'm reading my Bible and see the clock saying 11:59 pm. Geesh! Suggestions?????
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
December 21, 2010
Oh my gosh! What a day.
I'm still sick... not fun. I woke up and all I could think about was water. So I went to the fridge and remembered I only had a half-gallon left. So shorty and I got dressed, ran to Walgreens and got water and four (yes FOUR) movies to watch today from the Redbox machine. (Which, by the way, you can get a free rental by using the code "DVDONME" when you rent from a redbox. I have no idea when it expires but it's worth a try!)
So anyway, we hurried home so I could put back on my jammies and lay down on the couch. Mini-me made Mommie some hot chocolate (or... uh... COLD chocolate.... but "A" for effort!!) and I laid down to watch "Easy A". As a Christian, I found that movie semi-offensive, but as a totally witty young woman who's been an outcast for the majority of my life, I LOVED IT!!! Great movie!
A frozen meal and gallon of water later, I watched "Step Up 3" and "The Karate Kid" with shorty. He was practicing his hip hop moves during the first movie and his karate during the second movie. So much fun! That kid needs a dad... someone to be rough with!
Anyway, so we took a couple breaks today to go outside. I didn't have energy to do much of anything (between puking and nose blowing and coughing my lungs up) so I sat on the stairs out front while he played.
Ok, side note. We're in an apartment. Our next door neighbor just moved out and after several fights (with his "homies"), arrests and things broken, I'm glad he's gone. It's relatively quiet now. But my upstairs neighbors are not quiet people. As best as I can tell, in a 2 bedroom apartment, they have an elderly couple, a younger couple and a baby. They are all "small-ish" people but they sound like 500 lb elephants. They are NOISY. But I have never complained... not once! In fact, I've made them cookies and cupcakes always great them with a friendly "hi" in passing. I'm the greatest neighbor. I swear!
So tonight, my darling was outside practicing his kung fu while I was sitting on the stairs. He'd occasionally hit the rail of the stairs with his foot but it wasn't a big deal. All of a sudden the younger gal comes outside snapping at me saying "your kid is keeping my kid awake. Stop running up and down the stairs". Ummm. Ok. So I asked my son to not go up the stairs anymore tonight. SO anyway, I'm sitting there, he's playing... not bothering anyone and then... oh my gosh! The husband came out and started YELLING at me to control my child. He was going on about how he just got out of the military so I interrupted him and said "thank you so much for serving our Country. That's awesome!" He goes "I don't even care about that. I care about your kid keeping my kid awake".
So I politely explained that my son would be done playing in about 5 minutes. He went in his home and slammed the door. Then, I kid you not, not even a whole minute later he comes back out yelling at me some more. "What you're doing is incredibly disrespectful. My wife asked you nicely to stop and you're just being rude". I said "honey. Don't talk to me about rude. Every night for the last 3 months I have not been able to sleep until the early hours of the morning while you and your 'wife' are doing God knows what right above me. You are not quiet people and I have never complained to you about it. So if my son wants to play outside for 5 minutes, then darlin', he's gonna play. Goodnight." He got all pissed off and said "I'm calling the cops".
Oh my gosh! Seriously?!!?! What has this world come to? A child can't play outside without someone threatening to call the cops? My child is seriously the best behaved child you'd ever meet. People stop us all the time to compliment him and ask me what my secret is. I love it! So believe me when I say he was playing quietly, respectfully and I didn't, for one second, think he was being noisy in the least bit.
So anyway, this dude came out one last time to say "I hope you enjoy your night. I'm going to make it hell for you." I don't know about you, but I take that as a threat. Right? I called the front office to see what the deal is with this guy and they were flabbergasted. The gal I spoke to said "I don't know what's going on but I will tell you this; I do not tolerate people yelling at or in front of children. I'm going to call him and tell him what's up!" haha. I don't know if she ended up calling him or not but here's the thing, I pay rent, too! And if my darling, quiet child wants to play outside, then he's gonna play outside. Dammit! How dare you tell me my son is disturbing your baby's sleep... especially when you're the very people keeping ME awake every night!!!
Ok, I feel better now. Just had to get that off my chest! So in conclusion, I've had about a gallon of water, 32 ounces of hot chocolate, 12 ounces of broth, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (by chef shorty), a frozen lean cuisine for breakfast and a smart one for dinner. A totally BLAH day but that's how I feel.
I'm off to pop some NyQuil and get my plump booty to bed. I hope you've all had a wonderful Tuesday. Tomorrow is a new day so if you had a crap day like me today, it's OK. We'll start all over tomorrow and make it better than today! "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent!" That's right, Mister Upstairs JERK!!! :-)
I'm still sick... not fun. I woke up and all I could think about was water. So I went to the fridge and remembered I only had a half-gallon left. So shorty and I got dressed, ran to Walgreens and got water and four (yes FOUR) movies to watch today from the Redbox machine. (Which, by the way, you can get a free rental by using the code "DVDONME" when you rent from a redbox. I have no idea when it expires but it's worth a try!)
So anyway, we hurried home so I could put back on my jammies and lay down on the couch. Mini-me made Mommie some hot chocolate (or... uh... COLD chocolate.... but "A" for effort!!) and I laid down to watch "Easy A". As a Christian, I found that movie semi-offensive, but as a totally witty young woman who's been an outcast for the majority of my life, I LOVED IT!!! Great movie!
A frozen meal and gallon of water later, I watched "Step Up 3" and "The Karate Kid" with shorty. He was practicing his hip hop moves during the first movie and his karate during the second movie. So much fun! That kid needs a dad... someone to be rough with!
Anyway, so we took a couple breaks today to go outside. I didn't have energy to do much of anything (between puking and nose blowing and coughing my lungs up) so I sat on the stairs out front while he played.
Ok, side note. We're in an apartment. Our next door neighbor just moved out and after several fights (with his "homies"), arrests and things broken, I'm glad he's gone. It's relatively quiet now. But my upstairs neighbors are not quiet people. As best as I can tell, in a 2 bedroom apartment, they have an elderly couple, a younger couple and a baby. They are all "small-ish" people but they sound like 500 lb elephants. They are NOISY. But I have never complained... not once! In fact, I've made them cookies and cupcakes always great them with a friendly "hi" in passing. I'm the greatest neighbor. I swear!
So tonight, my darling was outside practicing his kung fu while I was sitting on the stairs. He'd occasionally hit the rail of the stairs with his foot but it wasn't a big deal. All of a sudden the younger gal comes outside snapping at me saying "your kid is keeping my kid awake. Stop running up and down the stairs". Ummm. Ok. So I asked my son to not go up the stairs anymore tonight. SO anyway, I'm sitting there, he's playing... not bothering anyone and then... oh my gosh! The husband came out and started YELLING at me to control my child. He was going on about how he just got out of the military so I interrupted him and said "thank you so much for serving our Country. That's awesome!" He goes "I don't even care about that. I care about your kid keeping my kid awake".
So I politely explained that my son would be done playing in about 5 minutes. He went in his home and slammed the door. Then, I kid you not, not even a whole minute later he comes back out yelling at me some more. "What you're doing is incredibly disrespectful. My wife asked you nicely to stop and you're just being rude". I said "honey. Don't talk to me about rude. Every night for the last 3 months I have not been able to sleep until the early hours of the morning while you and your 'wife' are doing God knows what right above me. You are not quiet people and I have never complained to you about it. So if my son wants to play outside for 5 minutes, then darlin', he's gonna play. Goodnight." He got all pissed off and said "I'm calling the cops".
Oh my gosh! Seriously?!!?! What has this world come to? A child can't play outside without someone threatening to call the cops? My child is seriously the best behaved child you'd ever meet. People stop us all the time to compliment him and ask me what my secret is. I love it! So believe me when I say he was playing quietly, respectfully and I didn't, for one second, think he was being noisy in the least bit.
So anyway, this dude came out one last time to say "I hope you enjoy your night. I'm going to make it hell for you." I don't know about you, but I take that as a threat. Right? I called the front office to see what the deal is with this guy and they were flabbergasted. The gal I spoke to said "I don't know what's going on but I will tell you this; I do not tolerate people yelling at or in front of children. I'm going to call him and tell him what's up!" haha. I don't know if she ended up calling him or not but here's the thing, I pay rent, too! And if my darling, quiet child wants to play outside, then he's gonna play outside. Dammit! How dare you tell me my son is disturbing your baby's sleep... especially when you're the very people keeping ME awake every night!!!
Ok, I feel better now. Just had to get that off my chest! So in conclusion, I've had about a gallon of water, 32 ounces of hot chocolate, 12 ounces of broth, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (by chef shorty), a frozen lean cuisine for breakfast and a smart one for dinner. A totally BLAH day but that's how I feel.
I'm off to pop some NyQuil and get my plump booty to bed. I hope you've all had a wonderful Tuesday. Tomorrow is a new day so if you had a crap day like me today, it's OK. We'll start all over tomorrow and make it better than today! "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent!" That's right, Mister Upstairs JERK!!! :-)
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