That the sounds of my brain bubbling out of my ears. Work has been Cuh-Razy lately! I can't keep up with the weird. I got into a rather heated e-mail exchange with someone at our corporate office who has MUCH more power than I do. But, I knew I was right and I was willing to take a stand. Guess what? It totally paid off and they apologized for their aggressive approach. I love getting results like that.
Speaking of results... Tuesday mornings weigh-in? Same. I think I'm going to try to eat small snacks through the day because I think maybe I've thrown my metabolize all out of whack with the lack of food. We'll see if I notice any difference on the scale Monday.
My house is in shambles, but ya know.. sometimes that happens? I'm still gearing myself up to start my FlyLady lovin', but I know that unless I'm 100% committed, it ain't gonna work. I'm getting there though and once things calm down with work I think I'll be ready to dive in. Hubbs promised that he would do the dishes before I got home from work today so I'm crossing my fingers that a clean sink will greet me this evening.
Hope all of you loverly ladies are doing great. HAPPY WEEKEND!
Showing posts with label Monday Results. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monday Results. Show all posts
Friday, February 18, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday Morning Results - 1.24
Scale reads: 214.4
Yeah, I know it's Tuesday but I spent Monday watching Bugga playing in the snow and then enjoying my two guys for the evening.
Monday's results did not go as planned. The scale was down almost each day last week and then we hit the weekend. This is why I weigh-in first thing Monday morning (officially) because I have no choice but to see the damage the weekend has caused. Friday night Hubs and I went to see Brad Paisley in concert. It. Was. UH-mazing! Before the show we treated my sister to some Mexican goodness (margaritas and burritos and chips and salsa and extra poundage apparently). I love me some Mexican food! Afterwards, Hubs and I met up with friends for more drinks and (dun, dun, dun) bar food. Combine that with snacking all weekend and you get a gain of one pound.
I'd like to say that I've kicked it into high gear, but that would be a lie. I'm really struggling with getting off the couch and being productive at all. My family has suggested I might be depressed, but other than the lack of energy I"m happy as hell! And I don't think it's seasonal because I'm a lazy lump all year round. I've had a full blood workup done too and nada. Maybe I am just that lazy. I HATE IT! I only work 3 full days a week so I feel it's my job to do the majority of the housework. Forget my Hubs being mad at me, I'm pissed at myself for the condition of our house.
I think I'm going to do my darnedest to get back into FLYing. Oh, you don't know what FLYing is? Well let me direct you here good readers! The name of the game is adding in good habits one day at a time and once you've mastered that you move on to cleaning zones in your home each day or week. They've even partnered up with Cozi to bring you downloadable calendars of their cleaning schedules. I always make the same mistake though (one they warn everyone about) and try to jump ahead without laying the proper foundation. So I will start this week with shining my sink. To be honest, it won't begin until Thursday at the earliest because that's when we get our new water softener installed. Once that happens, I plan to clean out the dishwasher of all of the hard water and lime buildup so that we can FINALLY use our dishwasher in this house. Procrastinate much??
I'd love to say that I'm ready to jump right in, but I know that I'm really not. So for now I'll start downloading the schedules and reading my daily e-mails from FLYlady and try make myself get in the right frame of mind.
I know this greatly veered of course from my Monday Morning Results, but I think it all ties in together and when my life and home are cluttered, my mind feels cluttered and it's hard to get my shit together on the weight loss front. One step at a time right?
Yeah, I know it's Tuesday but I spent Monday watching Bugga playing in the snow and then enjoying my two guys for the evening.
Monday's results did not go as planned. The scale was down almost each day last week and then we hit the weekend. This is why I weigh-in first thing Monday morning (officially) because I have no choice but to see the damage the weekend has caused. Friday night Hubs and I went to see Brad Paisley in concert. It. Was. UH-mazing! Before the show we treated my sister to some Mexican goodness (margaritas and burritos and chips and salsa and extra poundage apparently). I love me some Mexican food! Afterwards, Hubs and I met up with friends for more drinks and (dun, dun, dun) bar food. Combine that with snacking all weekend and you get a gain of one pound.
I'd like to say that I've kicked it into high gear, but that would be a lie. I'm really struggling with getting off the couch and being productive at all. My family has suggested I might be depressed, but other than the lack of energy I"m happy as hell! And I don't think it's seasonal because I'm a lazy lump all year round. I've had a full blood workup done too and nada. Maybe I am just that lazy. I HATE IT! I only work 3 full days a week so I feel it's my job to do the majority of the housework. Forget my Hubs being mad at me, I'm pissed at myself for the condition of our house.
I think I'm going to do my darnedest to get back into FLYing. Oh, you don't know what FLYing is? Well let me direct you here good readers! The name of the game is adding in good habits one day at a time and once you've mastered that you move on to cleaning zones in your home each day or week. They've even partnered up with Cozi to bring you downloadable calendars of their cleaning schedules. I always make the same mistake though (one they warn everyone about) and try to jump ahead without laying the proper foundation. So I will start this week with shining my sink. To be honest, it won't begin until Thursday at the earliest because that's when we get our new water softener installed. Once that happens, I plan to clean out the dishwasher of all of the hard water and lime buildup so that we can FINALLY use our dishwasher in this house. Procrastinate much??
I'd love to say that I'm ready to jump right in, but I know that I'm really not. So for now I'll start downloading the schedules and reading my daily e-mails from FLYlady and try make myself get in the right frame of mind.
I know this greatly veered of course from my Monday Morning Results, but I think it all ties in together and when my life and home are cluttered, my mind feels cluttered and it's hard to get my shit together on the weight loss front. One step at a time right?
Monday, January 17, 2011
Monday Morning Results -1.17
So my weight... yeah... Here's the drawn out story of my climb to over 200 lbs.
From birth through high school I was tiny with an enormous metabolism and appetite to boot. I graduated high school weighing 98 lbs. I was T-I-N-Y! Got to college and maxed out at about 145 lbs. Then I turned 21, began working full-time and lived on my own. I ballooned, y'all! When I got preggo with Bugga at the age of 23 I weighed about 205 lbs. I lost 20 lbs. in my first trimester due to the insufferable condition known as hyperemesis gravidarum. By the time Bugga entered this great world, I weighed about the same I started out at; just over 200 lbs.
When he was 3 months old I said enough was enough and used Weight Watchers to lose about 50 pounds. I hovered between 155 and 165 for several years until I met Hubs. Up until that time I had never had a problem with "happy eating", but boy did we eat! We would have ice cream while laying on the couch watching tv, buttery popcorn on all of our movie theater dates and we loved to cook meals together. Combine that with the fact that I loved the man so much I gave up smoking for him and we have ourselves a bad sitchy-ation!
Once we got engage I promised myself that I would get back to a svelte looking JC before the big day, but as anyone planning a wedding knows, nothing goes according to plan. Next thing I knew we were buying a house, moving an hour away and had 3 month until the big day. Weight loss was the last priority on my list but I don't think I'll ever forget the disappointment over being overweight for our wedding day.
Last weekend one of my best friend's had her 30th birthday party and looking at the photos from that night was just the motivation I needed. I don't pretend it will be easy or happen overnight, but I've hit the bottom and the only way to go from here is up... but down on the scale, duh!
So this morning's weigh-in showed 213.4 on the scale. I always weigh on Monday mornings because I feel it's the most realistic number I'm going to see. If I've spent the weekend inhaling everything not nailed down, it will show. I can't hop on the scale Friday, eat all I want all weekend and then give myself 5 days to get back on the wagon. I also check my weight daily. I'm one of the lucky ones that can check everyday not get discouraged. If the number goes down, I'm motivated to keep up the good work. If that number is creeping up, I know I need to reign it in and get back on track.
So Monday's are when I'll report in on this. We've got our first family vacation in years coming up in May. My parents, my sis and BIL and Hubs, Bugga and I will be heading to the happiest place on earth and dammit I WILL be happy there!!
From birth through high school I was tiny with an enormous metabolism and appetite to boot. I graduated high school weighing 98 lbs. I was T-I-N-Y! Got to college and maxed out at about 145 lbs. Then I turned 21, began working full-time and lived on my own. I ballooned, y'all! When I got preggo with Bugga at the age of 23 I weighed about 205 lbs. I lost 20 lbs. in my first trimester due to the insufferable condition known as hyperemesis gravidarum. By the time Bugga entered this great world, I weighed about the same I started out at; just over 200 lbs.
When he was 3 months old I said enough was enough and used Weight Watchers to lose about 50 pounds. I hovered between 155 and 165 for several years until I met Hubs. Up until that time I had never had a problem with "happy eating", but boy did we eat! We would have ice cream while laying on the couch watching tv, buttery popcorn on all of our movie theater dates and we loved to cook meals together. Combine that with the fact that I loved the man so much I gave up smoking for him and we have ourselves a bad sitchy-ation!
Once we got engage I promised myself that I would get back to a svelte looking JC before the big day, but as anyone planning a wedding knows, nothing goes according to plan. Next thing I knew we were buying a house, moving an hour away and had 3 month until the big day. Weight loss was the last priority on my list but I don't think I'll ever forget the disappointment over being overweight for our wedding day.
Last weekend one of my best friend's had her 30th birthday party and looking at the photos from that night was just the motivation I needed. I don't pretend it will be easy or happen overnight, but I've hit the bottom and the only way to go from here is up... but down on the scale, duh!
So this morning's weigh-in showed 213.4 on the scale. I always weigh on Monday mornings because I feel it's the most realistic number I'm going to see. If I've spent the weekend inhaling everything not nailed down, it will show. I can't hop on the scale Friday, eat all I want all weekend and then give myself 5 days to get back on the wagon. I also check my weight daily. I'm one of the lucky ones that can check everyday not get discouraged. If the number goes down, I'm motivated to keep up the good work. If that number is creeping up, I know I need to reign it in and get back on track.
So Monday's are when I'll report in on this. We've got our first family vacation in years coming up in May. My parents, my sis and BIL and Hubs, Bugga and I will be heading to the happiest place on earth and dammit I WILL be happy there!!
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