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lizwontcryFirst things first: I bought Twilight. I'm not sure if I should be ashamed of that or not. So far, I am. I haven't started it yet, but I'm kind of looking forward to it. I just know it's what all the kids are talking about and I'm curious. I will keep you posted on my level of shame as I read it.
This gets long.
Weigh in: 2 more pounds, for a total of 9 pounds in just under 3 weeks. As usual, I am disappointed. Every single person I talk to is all, "That's good, safe weight loss! It'll stay off that way! Neener!" Yeah, I know. That doesn't mean I'm not disappointed. My mom is like, "Think in terms of the inches you've lost!" Yeah, okay. Everything is fitting better, I'll give you that. I'm learning a lot, I'm feeling a lot better, all this is true. However, my time on Jenny Craig is measured in weight, so it's just fucking going to take fucking forever. I have a long journey, and I realize that and most of the time I'm cool with that. But sometimes it's like...holy crap, I still have such a long way (heh, I first typed that as "weigh") to go!
Anyway...updated stats:
Starting weight: 211
Goal Weight: 135
Halfway goal: 172
Current weight: 202
Pounds to goal weight: 67
Pounds to halfway weight: 30
I will not be discouraged by this. Will not. Will not freak out about the fact that if I'm losing 8 pounds a month, I won't be at my goal weight until April. I will not...freak...out. Or I will. Whatever. Although I just told Josh that and he said, "Well, how long did it take you to gain all the weight?" Well...10 years. "Isn't 8 months better in comparison to 10 years?" Well...yes. I get that, I do. It's just hard to keep in mind sometimes.
And I was thinking today...in a year and 2 months I will be 30. I know I need to figure some stuff out other than weight, like my relationship and my job for the most part, but what I really want before I turn 30 is to be healthy. I want to get to my third decade and not have to worry about being 75 pounds overweight. That would be awesome. And that's what I look forward to.
Some good things about this week: for the most part, I stuck with the plan. Even last night when Josh wanted Jack in the Box and I drove 45 minutes from work to his house in retarded traffic, I didn't even nosh on one single fry. Mostly because my weigh-in was today, but yeah. I deserve something for that. A medal, maybe. And later I went to the mall and didn't even have a pretzel or a piece of pizza! I'm on fir-ah!
I also wore shorts to the gym today. They looked ridiculous but I still did it. And it's so goddamn hot right now, I really need to find a pair to wear to work/wherever, at least a pair that covers the chunk thigh, because the rest of my legs are lovely.
I've done good work-outs this week. I realized I was probably lifting weighs wrong so I changed that up. I did 45 minutes on the elliptical one night and 47 on the treadmill on Thursday, which is insane for me. I don't think I'll be able to work out as much as I want to this coming week, but I'm definitely going to try.
Also, I really dig the vegetables. Like, seriously, I am looking forward to my vegetable shopping for the week. Onions, garlic, bell peppers, mushrooms...and also discovering new vegetables is fun, too. I know, I'm a dork.
Alrighty then. I will continue this fight, even if it will take 8 months. *cries*
Also, something I am noticing on every dieting message board I see...it's LOSE weight! LOSING WEIGHT! Not loose, not loosing. Why can't people spell? I mean, come on.
That is all.
This gets long.
Weigh in: 2 more pounds, for a total of 9 pounds in just under 3 weeks. As usual, I am disappointed. Every single person I talk to is all, "That's good, safe weight loss! It'll stay off that way! Neener!" Yeah, I know. That doesn't mean I'm not disappointed. My mom is like, "Think in terms of the inches you've lost!" Yeah, okay. Everything is fitting better, I'll give you that. I'm learning a lot, I'm feeling a lot better, all this is true. However, my time on Jenny Craig is measured in weight, so it's just fucking going to take fucking forever. I have a long journey, and I realize that and most of the time I'm cool with that. But sometimes it's like...holy crap, I still have such a long way (heh, I first typed that as "weigh") to go!
Anyway...updated stats:
Starting weight: 211
Goal Weight: 135
Halfway goal: 172
Current weight: 202
Pounds to goal weight: 67
Pounds to halfway weight: 30
I will not be discouraged by this. Will not. Will not freak out about the fact that if I'm losing 8 pounds a month, I won't be at my goal weight until April. I will not...freak...out. Or I will. Whatever. Although I just told Josh that and he said, "Well, how long did it take you to gain all the weight?" Well...10 years. "Isn't 8 months better in comparison to 10 years?" Well...yes. I get that, I do. It's just hard to keep in mind sometimes.
And I was thinking today...in a year and 2 months I will be 30. I know I need to figure some stuff out other than weight, like my relationship and my job for the most part, but what I really want before I turn 30 is to be healthy. I want to get to my third decade and not have to worry about being 75 pounds overweight. That would be awesome. And that's what I look forward to.
Some good things about this week: for the most part, I stuck with the plan. Even last night when Josh wanted Jack in the Box and I drove 45 minutes from work to his house in retarded traffic, I didn't even nosh on one single fry. Mostly because my weigh-in was today, but yeah. I deserve something for that. A medal, maybe. And later I went to the mall and didn't even have a pretzel or a piece of pizza! I'm on fir-ah!
I also wore shorts to the gym today. They looked ridiculous but I still did it. And it's so goddamn hot right now, I really need to find a pair to wear to work/wherever, at least a pair that covers the chunk thigh, because the rest of my legs are lovely.
I've done good work-outs this week. I realized I was probably lifting weighs wrong so I changed that up. I did 45 minutes on the elliptical one night and 47 on the treadmill on Thursday, which is insane for me. I don't think I'll be able to work out as much as I want to this coming week, but I'm definitely going to try.
Also, I really dig the vegetables. Like, seriously, I am looking forward to my vegetable shopping for the week. Onions, garlic, bell peppers, mushrooms...and also discovering new vegetables is fun, too. I know, I'm a dork.
Alrighty then. I will continue this fight, even if it will take 8 months. *cries*
Also, something I am noticing on every dieting message board I see...it's LOSE weight! LOSING WEIGHT! Not loose, not loosing. Why can't people spell? I mean, come on.
That is all.
