**NOTE**
Due to the extended nature of this project, this blog is fashioned to read with the most current material first and follow chronologically backward--both for whatever readers would ever be interested in such a thing, and for me--as to not have to scroll down forever to update.
COVID REBOOT--DAY 4 (4/29/20)
163.2
A little bit of movement in the right direction is a good thing. Finally, after 5-6 weeks of the "Shelter in Place" order (which I've come to affectionately refer to as "quarantine"), I stopped eating every stray carb I brushed off of another carb I was eating. Perhaps it's the Zoom prayer groups I'm regularly attending--and the amazing fellowship therein--but I feel less compelled to eat my feelings these days. I replaced grilled cheese sandwich crusts, myriad pasta shapes, ice cream, and cookies we bake every week with salad and fruit mostly. I have also been religiously faithful in walking at least a few miles every day. It's become as necessary as breathing air.
If I could start drinking water with any regularity, you might not recognize me ;-)
I'd like to think the drop of two pounds in three days is somewhat attributable to mindful choices about food and movement. Deliberate actions I am taking to move toward a life I want to be living.
As God would have it, this day didn't end as well as it started -- and I dove into a plate of chocolate chip cookies my kids forced me to bake tonight. Ok, I ate three. It could be worse. But then I ate Nestle Crunch ice cream. And a piece of pizza. I might "forget" to check my scale in the morning.
Tomorrow is another day.
COVID-19, SHELTER-IN-PLACE, DISTANCE LEARNING and COMFORT EATING (4/26/20)
165.0 (30 pounds to lose--25 would be just fine)
Hmmm, so, I'm in-process of writing a blog about the experience of living through a global pandemic (God willing!) and it occurred to me that this doesn't have to be a time of reckless self-indulgence just because I can only be seen through a small square on a Zoom screen.
By now, you know my capacity for ravenous consumption of processed sugar and carbs. Well, that stops today. Also, my "exercise" (should we really be so bold as to call it that) amounts to a 3-mile leisurely stroll with my dog once a day. It's time to ramp that up as well. Ugh :-)
Food Intake
Physical Exertion
POST-CHRISTMAS POST (NEARLY ONE YEAR LATER)
160-ish (not willing to get on a scale--but the last time I did, it was juuuuust below this)
I could sum up by behavior over the last couple of months in four words: junk food vacuum cleaner. While I have been running pretty faithfully every Tuesday and Thursday (about 3-4 miles each run), it has not been nearly enough exercise to battle the toxic waste dump I've allowed my gastrointestinal system to become lately.
I clearly do not have the self-discipline for a low-carb diet (the only thing that ever really works, mind you) and I DEFINITELY do not have the drive to increase my physical activity. Soooo, we'll test out my former personal trainer's philosophy on food intake: "Breakfast like a queen; lunch like a princess; dinner like a pauper."
I also attribute some of my weight gain to losing my last Fitbit to a watery death in my washing machine. Not having the wearable reminder of my sloth has probably had implications.
Food Intake
Starbucks toffee nut latte (grande) --another addiction!
Bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats
Super Veggie Baby Burrito & chips
Kettle Corn and pieces of kids candy (Pitch Perfect 3)
Pretty sure I had a piece of left over pizza at some point during the day as well.
See!-->GARBAGE DUMP
THE RARE "LEAP" DAY (2/29/16)
150.2
Humph. So it goes. You start drinking water and eating food again and the pounds pile back on like football players claiming a fumbled ball. Ok--so the final 10.2 lbs it is.
Food Intake
Not much, except toffee nut lattes from Starbucks (two, to be exact).
And then whatever the heck I could get my hands on when I returned home from work.
Then dinner.
Physical Exertion
Pretty typical work day with no effort to work out or do walking errands. Did manage, however, to accrue 11K steps on the Fitbit today. Not the worst start to my Workweek Hustle challenge :-P
DAY BLAH BE DE BLAH (2/21/16):
147.3
Now we're getting somewhere!! 15 lbs lost since returning from Malta in August--and nearly a mere 7.3 lbs away from "pre-baby weight." What accounts for this victory, you ask? Treating my body like a punching bag during a Mom's Night Out last night helped a little because my body, in furious revolt, decided to expel anything not nailed down in there. And the revolution rages on today. This number won't stick--it's merely due to empty stomach and dehydration, BUT it was nice to see it, however fleeting it may be. However--the more accurate number is 150--the 10 lbs I HAVE truly lost are entirely due to a reduction of calorie intake. The more I experiment with these weight-loss endeavors, the more I realize the truth behind the adage (that doesn't really exist) that it's 90% food intake, 10% exercise.
DAY SEVENTEEN.2 (10/10/15):
153.4
Haven't seen this number in a long time. The majority of the credit goes to my severely reduced appetite at work. Busy like a bee and not devoting time to eating in order to get work done. Hey--whatever works.
Food Intake:
Seared ahi salad and diet coke at BJ's (took the kids for lunch after Emmy's soccer game). Okay, and if I'm being honest, we can add a few fried mozzarella sticks and some shoestring french fries off the kids' plates. Damn it.
Physical Exertion:
Running around soccer game, cheering (in part), but mainly trying to keep warm. It was flippin' freezing for the 8:30am game today. Only 4669 steps on the Fitbit so far today. Gotta get moving if I'm going to match my 22K tally yesterday!
DAY ONE.2 (9/24/15):
Can't count days because it's more than a year later. Can only BEGIN AGAIN! Story of my life.
156.1
Last time I stepped on a scale (earlier in the week!) I was at 161--so this is a pretty significant drop given the time frame. Admittedly, I've traded in the wine for vodka and Pellegrino with Crystal Light flavoring. Unlike my last "commitment" blog--this is merely to do with weight loss. We'll focus on wellness later. Be patient.
Leaving tonight for a 20-year high school reunion and funeral across the country, and will make greatest effort to be physically active (walks, playground time--maybe even waterskiing if I get a wild hair).
Food Intake:
Today, nothing so far (6:18pm)--again--wellness is not our goal. The lack of food today has nothing to do with an effort to not eat, but being so consumed with things at work that I forgot. But it will probably help the scale number tomorrow to an extent.
Physical Exertion:
So, far I've registered nearly 9500 steps on the Fitbit--just over half of my daily goal (15K). I'm sure mental and emotional exertion count for some calorie usage--right?
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DAY TWENTY-THREE (8/27/14):
156.0
Alright--feelin' some progress. My problem is that I'm limiting my food intake so much during the day that by the time I get home in the afternoon I'm starving. Like, to the point that I can excuse nearly any food item--certainly red wine, left over tortellini from the childrens' dinner, and a spoonful or two of chocolate ice cream seem utterly deserved after the breakfast of Light & Fit greek yogurt and the Kind bar I ate at lunch. However, as most people know, the later one eats, the less chance of burning the calories and the greater chance of increased fat storage and cholesterol.
Food Intake:
black coffee
banana
Dannon Light & Fit Greek Vanilla Yogurt
3/4 cup of Cracklin' Oat Bran cereal mixed in with the yogurt
Kind bar (dark chocolate & almond)
a LOT of eggsalad
1/2 avocado
a couple of pieces of watermelon
Physical Exertion:
I registered 13K+ steps on my Fitbit, but I think I register a few steps while I'm driving to and from work that shouldn't be there, but I did go on a decent walk in the evening with Joey in the stroller. This level of physical "exertion," however, is by no means enough to offset the caloric intake, however reduced it may be.
DAY THIRTEEN (8/17/14):
159.0
Still movin' in the right direction--after that circus and birthday party debacle, who could deny the goddess of dieting is on my side?
Food Intake:
Greek omelette, english muffin, and black coffee at Baywatch Cafe
2 slices of pizza at Pump It Up (4-year-old birthday party, I swear)
A smidgen of birthday cake that I was primarily feeding my 15 month old
Afternoon snack of 1/2 cup sugar snap peas, 5 cherry tomatoes, and 2 tbsp of hummus
Trader Joe's Mozzarella and Tomato Salad for dinner
more wine
Physical Exertion:
This would have been unspeakably greater had my son not slept through the birthday party at Pump It Up. He woke up just in time for pizza and cake, though. Of course.
I did manage a 30-minute elliptical work out afterward (3 miles, 350 cals) and a walk to and from Burlingame--a grand total of 20K+ steps registered on the Fitbit today. Doin' alright.
DAY TWELVE (8/16/14):
159.1
It has taken two weeks to see some scale movement in the right direction, and, to be fair, I was pretty much eating whatever I wanted for the first 8 days or so of this endeavor. Knowing, as I do, that food intake is pretty much everything when it comes to weight loss, I finally have taken some proactive steps to curb my eating and maximize the food calories I am taking in (so I can drink a glass of red wine or two). I'm also drinking vastly more water. The Fitbit is great in this capacity, as it allows me to log my food (with substantial ease) and my water intake as well. The big challenge today will be taking Emily to the circus and avoiding the food, while allowing Emily to eat fun things like cotton candy and popcorn.
Food Intake:
black coffee
1 scrambled egg
1 slice of bacon
1 container of Dannon Light & Fit; Fit Greek Vanilla yogurt
(breakfast totalling a mere 185 calories)
Okay, here's where things get sad. Let's just say, I have no will power and leave it at that.
Circus
3/4 of "Em's" chicken tenders and fries
glass of merlot
7/8 of "Em's" cotton candy
Relative's 40th b-day party (catered by Armadillo Willy's for Christmas' sake)
An entire corn bread muffin with that scrumptious cinnamon butter
baked beans
avocado and corn salad
and more wine
Physical Exertion:
a small walk to downtown San Mateo to buy paper towels. Just cleared 10,000 steps on the fitbit today.
DAY THREE (8/7/14):
162.1
This is why my friends insist, "Don't weigh yourself every day!" To which I am forced to respond that for better or worse, I have to continue to heed the scale. I'm not an idiot. I know the demoralizing potential of getting too wrapped up in what the silly electronic contraption is reporting, but if I take my focus off the scale, then I stop caring about the whole enterprise. It's just another motivator, especially when the number continues to climb in these early days. The bastard.
Food Intake:
Left over chicken tenders (2)
packet of Buddig Beef
string cheese
two wedges of canteloupe
2 handfuls of Cracklin' Oat Bran
black coffee (as if it matters after that breakfast!!)
Thus, I've allowed myself about 400 calories for the rest of the day. It's 10:00am.
Physical Exertion:
6-mile WALK (lest I break my knee cap this time--I think it's best we build back up to the running gradually).
The good news is that the Fitbit replacement tracker I ordered yesterday arrived this morning!! I have another "assistant" in my endeavors. My daily step count today totaled over 25,000 steps :-)
DAY TWO (8/6/14):
161.6--while on the surface this would appear to be progress, I believe I weighed in yesterday morning at the same time at 161.1, so I am actually up .5 lbs from the same time yesterday morning. I blame myself, of course, for my "self pity" calorie intake that occurred post exercise-attempt injury. I start this morning with black coffee (blech!) and figure we'll make it a fasting day to renew this project. Any religious exercise includes fasting and prayer--both of which seem necessary and appropriate today.
Food Intake:
I successfully fasted until about 1:30, having only consumed black coffee. While my son was napping, I broke the fast with two handfuls of salted almonds. Once my son awoke from his nap, I snacked with him vacuuming 2 slices of colby jack cheese, 1 slice of provolone, a slice of avocado, and 1/3 of a delicious plum.
I finished the evening with six boneless buffalo chicken nuggets (thank you, Safeway) and two glasses of chardonnay. Humph.
I've never been a good faster--one reason anorexia was never a possible solution for me in high school when so many of my female friends and acquaintances were abstaining from food for weight loss/maintenance reasons. Instead, I need a diet like Paleo or Atkins or South Beach that says, "Go ahead--eat however much you want, but only of THESE specific items!!"
Physical Exertion:
4.5 mile walk with the stroller
playing "sports" in the backyard with Joey
DAY ONE (8/5/14):
160-ish (not willing to get on a scale--but the last time I did, it was juuuuust below this)
I could sum up by behavior over the last couple of months in four words: junk food vacuum cleaner. While I have been running pretty faithfully every Tuesday and Thursday (about 3-4 miles each run), it has not been nearly enough exercise to battle the toxic waste dump I've allowed my gastrointestinal system to become lately.
I clearly do not have the self-discipline for a low-carb diet (the only thing that ever really works, mind you) and I DEFINITELY do not have the drive to increase my physical activity. Soooo, we'll test out my former personal trainer's philosophy on food intake: "Breakfast like a queen; lunch like a princess; dinner like a pauper."
I also attribute some of my weight gain to losing my last Fitbit to a watery death in my washing machine. Not having the wearable reminder of my sloth has probably had implications.
Food Intake
Starbucks toffee nut latte (grande) --another addiction!
Bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats
Super Veggie Baby Burrito & chips
Kettle Corn and pieces of kids candy (Pitch Perfect 3)
Pretty sure I had a piece of left over pizza at some point during the day as well.
See!-->GARBAGE DUMP
THE RARE "LEAP" DAY (2/29/16)
150.2
Humph. So it goes. You start drinking water and eating food again and the pounds pile back on like football players claiming a fumbled ball. Ok--so the final 10.2 lbs it is.
Food Intake
Not much, except toffee nut lattes from Starbucks (two, to be exact).
And then whatever the heck I could get my hands on when I returned home from work.
Then dinner.
Physical Exertion
Pretty typical work day with no effort to work out or do walking errands. Did manage, however, to accrue 11K steps on the Fitbit today. Not the worst start to my Workweek Hustle challenge :-P
DAY BLAH BE DE BLAH (2/21/16):
147.3
Now we're getting somewhere!! 15 lbs lost since returning from Malta in August--and nearly a mere 7.3 lbs away from "pre-baby weight." What accounts for this victory, you ask? Treating my body like a punching bag during a Mom's Night Out last night helped a little because my body, in furious revolt, decided to expel anything not nailed down in there. And the revolution rages on today. This number won't stick--it's merely due to empty stomach and dehydration, BUT it was nice to see it, however fleeting it may be. However--the more accurate number is 150--the 10 lbs I HAVE truly lost are entirely due to a reduction of calorie intake. The more I experiment with these weight-loss endeavors, the more I realize the truth behind the adage (that doesn't really exist) that it's 90% food intake, 10% exercise.
DAY SEVENTEEN.2 (10/10/15):
153.4
Haven't seen this number in a long time. The majority of the credit goes to my severely reduced appetite at work. Busy like a bee and not devoting time to eating in order to get work done. Hey--whatever works.
Food Intake:
Seared ahi salad and diet coke at BJ's (took the kids for lunch after Emmy's soccer game). Okay, and if I'm being honest, we can add a few fried mozzarella sticks and some shoestring french fries off the kids' plates. Damn it.
Physical Exertion:
Running around soccer game, cheering (in part), but mainly trying to keep warm. It was flippin' freezing for the 8:30am game today. Only 4669 steps on the Fitbit so far today. Gotta get moving if I'm going to match my 22K tally yesterday!
DAY ONE.2 (9/24/15):
Can't count days because it's more than a year later. Can only BEGIN AGAIN! Story of my life.
156.1
Last time I stepped on a scale (earlier in the week!) I was at 161--so this is a pretty significant drop given the time frame. Admittedly, I've traded in the wine for vodka and Pellegrino with Crystal Light flavoring. Unlike my last "commitment" blog--this is merely to do with weight loss. We'll focus on wellness later. Be patient.
Leaving tonight for a 20-year high school reunion and funeral across the country, and will make greatest effort to be physically active (walks, playground time--maybe even waterskiing if I get a wild hair).
Food Intake:
Today, nothing so far (6:18pm)--again--wellness is not our goal. The lack of food today has nothing to do with an effort to not eat, but being so consumed with things at work that I forgot. But it will probably help the scale number tomorrow to an extent.
Physical Exertion:
So, far I've registered nearly 9500 steps on the Fitbit--just over half of my daily goal (15K). I'm sure mental and emotional exertion count for some calorie usage--right?
*********************************************************************************
DAY TWENTY-THREE (8/27/14):
156.0
Alright--feelin' some progress. My problem is that I'm limiting my food intake so much during the day that by the time I get home in the afternoon I'm starving. Like, to the point that I can excuse nearly any food item--certainly red wine, left over tortellini from the childrens' dinner, and a spoonful or two of chocolate ice cream seem utterly deserved after the breakfast of Light & Fit greek yogurt and the Kind bar I ate at lunch. However, as most people know, the later one eats, the less chance of burning the calories and the greater chance of increased fat storage and cholesterol.
Food Intake:
black coffee
banana
Dannon Light & Fit Greek Vanilla Yogurt
3/4 cup of Cracklin' Oat Bran cereal mixed in with the yogurt
Kind bar (dark chocolate & almond)
a LOT of eggsalad
1/2 avocado
a couple of pieces of watermelon
Physical Exertion:
I registered 13K+ steps on my Fitbit, but I think I register a few steps while I'm driving to and from work that shouldn't be there, but I did go on a decent walk in the evening with Joey in the stroller. This level of physical "exertion," however, is by no means enough to offset the caloric intake, however reduced it may be.
DAY THIRTEEN (8/17/14):
159.0
Still movin' in the right direction--after that circus and birthday party debacle, who could deny the goddess of dieting is on my side?
Food Intake:
Greek omelette, english muffin, and black coffee at Baywatch Cafe
2 slices of pizza at Pump It Up (4-year-old birthday party, I swear)
A smidgen of birthday cake that I was primarily feeding my 15 month old
Afternoon snack of 1/2 cup sugar snap peas, 5 cherry tomatoes, and 2 tbsp of hummus
Trader Joe's Mozzarella and Tomato Salad for dinner
more wine
Physical Exertion:
This would have been unspeakably greater had my son not slept through the birthday party at Pump It Up. He woke up just in time for pizza and cake, though. Of course.
I did manage a 30-minute elliptical work out afterward (3 miles, 350 cals) and a walk to and from Burlingame--a grand total of 20K+ steps registered on the Fitbit today. Doin' alright.
DAY TWELVE (8/16/14):
159.1
It has taken two weeks to see some scale movement in the right direction, and, to be fair, I was pretty much eating whatever I wanted for the first 8 days or so of this endeavor. Knowing, as I do, that food intake is pretty much everything when it comes to weight loss, I finally have taken some proactive steps to curb my eating and maximize the food calories I am taking in (so I can drink a glass of red wine or two). I'm also drinking vastly more water. The Fitbit is great in this capacity, as it allows me to log my food (with substantial ease) and my water intake as well. The big challenge today will be taking Emily to the circus and avoiding the food, while allowing Emily to eat fun things like cotton candy and popcorn.
Food Intake:
black coffee
1 scrambled egg
1 slice of bacon
1 container of Dannon Light & Fit; Fit Greek Vanilla yogurt
(breakfast totalling a mere 185 calories)
Okay, here's where things get sad. Let's just say, I have no will power and leave it at that.
Circus
3/4 of "Em's" chicken tenders and fries
glass of merlot
7/8 of "Em's" cotton candy
Relative's 40th b-day party (catered by Armadillo Willy's for Christmas' sake)
An entire corn bread muffin with that scrumptious cinnamon butter
baked beans
avocado and corn salad
and more wine
Physical Exertion:
a small walk to downtown San Mateo to buy paper towels. Just cleared 10,000 steps on the fitbit today.
DAY THREE (8/7/14):
162.1
This is why my friends insist, "Don't weigh yourself every day!" To which I am forced to respond that for better or worse, I have to continue to heed the scale. I'm not an idiot. I know the demoralizing potential of getting too wrapped up in what the silly electronic contraption is reporting, but if I take my focus off the scale, then I stop caring about the whole enterprise. It's just another motivator, especially when the number continues to climb in these early days. The bastard.
Food Intake:
Left over chicken tenders (2)
packet of Buddig Beef
string cheese
two wedges of canteloupe
2 handfuls of Cracklin' Oat Bran
black coffee (as if it matters after that breakfast!!)
Thus, I've allowed myself about 400 calories for the rest of the day. It's 10:00am.
Physical Exertion:
6-mile WALK (lest I break my knee cap this time--I think it's best we build back up to the running gradually).
The good news is that the Fitbit replacement tracker I ordered yesterday arrived this morning!! I have another "assistant" in my endeavors. My daily step count today totaled over 25,000 steps :-)
DAY TWO (8/6/14):
161.6--while on the surface this would appear to be progress, I believe I weighed in yesterday morning at the same time at 161.1, so I am actually up .5 lbs from the same time yesterday morning. I blame myself, of course, for my "self pity" calorie intake that occurred post exercise-attempt injury. I start this morning with black coffee (blech!) and figure we'll make it a fasting day to renew this project. Any religious exercise includes fasting and prayer--both of which seem necessary and appropriate today.
Food Intake:
I successfully fasted until about 1:30, having only consumed black coffee. While my son was napping, I broke the fast with two handfuls of salted almonds. Once my son awoke from his nap, I snacked with him vacuuming 2 slices of colby jack cheese, 1 slice of provolone, a slice of avocado, and 1/3 of a delicious plum.
I finished the evening with six boneless buffalo chicken nuggets (thank you, Safeway) and two glasses of chardonnay. Humph.
I've never been a good faster--one reason anorexia was never a possible solution for me in high school when so many of my female friends and acquaintances were abstaining from food for weight loss/maintenance reasons. Instead, I need a diet like Paleo or Atkins or South Beach that says, "Go ahead--eat however much you want, but only of THESE specific items!!"
Physical Exertion:
4.5 mile walk with the stroller
playing "sports" in the backyard with Joey
DAY ONE (8/5/14):
162.2 (after breakfast and a doctor appointment that solidified this project)
Tuesdays are a weird day to start any sort of commitment, but if I put it off another week, I might have five more pounds to add to the "drop" amount.
Pre-Doctor Appointment Food Intake:
pita chips and black bean hummus (breakfast of champions!)
bowl of Cracklin' Oat Bran with 2% milk
coffee with fat free hazelnut creamer
plum
Post-Doctor Appointment Food Intake:
pita chips and basil and sundried tomato hummus (damn that stuff!)
kettle corn
chocolate velvet cupcake
wine
(see note about "Physical Exertion" below, please)
pita chips and basil and sundried tomato hummus (damn that stuff!)
kettle corn
chocolate velvet cupcake
wine
(see note about "Physical Exertion" below, please)
Physical Exertion:
So, this is interesting. About 6 steps into my run at the Sawyer Camp Trail this afternoon, my knee buckled and I fell to the ground with the full force of 162.2 pounds. I landed predominantly on my left hand and my left knee (not sure why).
My knee was shielded with running pants, but still slammed against the concrete in a way that led me to believe I might not be able to complete the 6-mile run I'd intended. So what did I do? I looked to my right to see a woman sitting on a bench pretending not to have seen a thing. I looked directly ahead and read a woman's lips (I still had my headphones blaring): "Are you okay?" "Yep," I said and put my ghastly hand up to show her all was hunky dory. Then I drove home, poured myself a glass of cabernet to mute the pain, ate things I knew I would be giving up in the months to come, and watched an episode of Masters of Sex. I'll start this mutha tomorrow.
INITIAL RATIONALE:
I was a skinny kid. And by skinny, I mean my knees were about twice the circumference of my thighs. The kind of skinny where a pre-pubescent girl wears bathing suits with no self-conscious thought whatsoever. The kind of skinny where this same girl wears the shortest shorts imaginable because it's the Eighties and she hasn't gotten new hand-me-downs from her older sister in over a year. This thinness was, in part, due to genetics--my grandparents, my parents, all four of my siblings and most of my cousins shared the same body type. It was also due to the fact that my Dad exhibited a food phobia that trickled down through my older siblings to me and my younger brothers. The extremists in the family feared any food that contained the slightest hue of green or brown. I was named "Piglet" in my infancy because of my deviant ability to consume fruits and vegetables with which my older siblings and my father would not share the same room space. My food aversions mainly centered on any food I could not readily identify. Soups or casseroles that had myriad ingredients were summarily avoided, for instance. I recall my best friend's mother fearing I would starve to death on her watch when I would politely, but consistently refuse any food she tried to serve me. So, again, I was a skinny kid.
My body shape changed around age 16 when honest-to-god puberty raged and the "experimenting," or, as some call it, "alcoholic" behavior set in. I hauled aboard dozens of pounds with every case of Milwaukee's Best and case of midnight munchies that so often plagues teenagers like the one I was. Because of my height (5'9'', and thank God for it!) and Dunnington good looks, I still managed to feel "pretty," despite my size 12. By the time summer ended before my junior year of college, I was weighing in at 180 and wearing a size 14. I distinctly remember returning to school and my best friend gasping before she could help herself, "Oh my God, what did you do to yourself?!" I told her, quite candidly, I spend the summer working at Applebee's, in the kitchen, picking off the line all day, and avoiding exercise entirely. How could I be to blame under those circumstances?
By the next summer, I was nearly back down to fighting weight--about 145--just from walking to class several times a day, and not working the line in the Applebee's kitchen.
If we fast forward 10 years (yes, thank you!), we would find me at 145 in my first trimester of pregnancy with Emily. At that point, I was up about 7 pounds from the day I was married roughly 6 months before (4/18/2009). In this pregnancy I would gain 40 pounds--15 more than my obstetrician wanted me to. After a rigorous commitment to "breast is best," I shed 30 pounds quickly in the first few postpartum months--giving me ten extra pounds clinging for dear life when I embarked on my second pregnancy journey two years later. I only gained 30 pounds with Joey, but only lost 20 in the postpartum months.
So, here we go, those of you out there who for some reason or another are still wading through this post!
In a similar fashion to my earlier post about a wellness commitment--I will be logging my progress herein until I have achieved 135-140 pound range. While my first wellness kick had more to do with generally being "well," this journey has ONLY to do with physical fitness--thinness, if we're really being honest. If I do not proceed publicly, this enterprise will fall flat on its round cheeks with the full force of 162.2 pounds behind it. Let's commence, shall we:
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