Down 48 pounds. Woot!!
In 2 days, it will be my 3 month anniversary for my surgery. I'm still soooo happy I did it. I'm happy with my results and, if I needed to, I'd do it all over again in a heart beat.
Yesterday, before I got in the shower, I took my clothes off and forced myself to look in the mirror. I'm glad I did. I could see even bigger changes in some areas and how they're... get this... SHRINKING!!! I think I'm going to make a monthly habit of taking an honest look at my naked self.
Next week, I have my 3 month follow up appointment with Dr. Dan. I still have to go get my blood work done. Nothing like cutting it down to the last minute.
I took last week off from the exercise thing. I had to acknowledge that I genuinely strained my quadricep, and I had to allow time for it to heal. It feels better now, so it's time to get back in the game. We got an elliptical at home, so I spent some time on that. WOW. This elliptical is harder to pedal than the ones at the gym, so it's going to take time for me to build endurance on it. I'm ashamed to say I only got 8 minutes on it. Oh well... that's better than I did last week. I also got my balance ball and dvds for it in the mail on Saturday. I should be good with the variety in workouts. For now.
Monday, February 23, 2015
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Week 12
Down 46 pounds and getting very close to the big 5-0.
It's hard to believe I gained that much weight in just 2 year's time. WOW. Yes... 50 pounds in 2 years. On one hand, it's easy to see how it happened... We didn't exactly deny ourselves and/or practice moderation in any way. On the other... it seems like quite a lot. Ah well... it's going away.
This week, I treated myself to a couple pair of pants. I'm not going hog wild with the shopping, just yet, but I saw them, liked them, and made them mine. I thought, at first, I may have to hold on to them for a bit before they'd fit me, but, when I tried them on... well... they're perfect. It'll be nice to have some work pants that I'm not constantly tugging up.
After we got our furnace situation under control yesterday, we went to the gym. Michael got himself a membership, and he, Tony, and I went to work out. I did some ab exercises that I'm pretty sure I will feel later on today. I already kind of do.
One thing I've noticed with my workouts is that it seems like my right side always does more than my left. I get these silly images of me being all bulked up and buff on one side and all scrawny on the other side. I have to figure out how to compensate for that and make my non-dominant side work as hard.
Tonight, there's a support group meeting that I'm looking forward to. We're supposed to learn about meditation and some chair yoga stuff. Everyone knows I love me some yoga!!
This week, I made some stif fry (minus the rice) with some shrimp and some very tiny pieces of beef that were about the consistency of hamburger. OMG it was soooo good, and it didn't bother my stomach at all. I think, when I had the hamburger before, it was the cheese that bothered me. I still can't wait until May when I can eat some steak, though.
It's hard to believe I gained that much weight in just 2 year's time. WOW. Yes... 50 pounds in 2 years. On one hand, it's easy to see how it happened... We didn't exactly deny ourselves and/or practice moderation in any way. On the other... it seems like quite a lot. Ah well... it's going away.
This week, I treated myself to a couple pair of pants. I'm not going hog wild with the shopping, just yet, but I saw them, liked them, and made them mine. I thought, at first, I may have to hold on to them for a bit before they'd fit me, but, when I tried them on... well... they're perfect. It'll be nice to have some work pants that I'm not constantly tugging up.
After we got our furnace situation under control yesterday, we went to the gym. Michael got himself a membership, and he, Tony, and I went to work out. I did some ab exercises that I'm pretty sure I will feel later on today. I already kind of do.
One thing I've noticed with my workouts is that it seems like my right side always does more than my left. I get these silly images of me being all bulked up and buff on one side and all scrawny on the other side. I have to figure out how to compensate for that and make my non-dominant side work as hard.
Tonight, there's a support group meeting that I'm looking forward to. We're supposed to learn about meditation and some chair yoga stuff. Everyone knows I love me some yoga!!
This week, I made some stif fry (minus the rice) with some shrimp and some very tiny pieces of beef that were about the consistency of hamburger. OMG it was soooo good, and it didn't bother my stomach at all. I think, when I had the hamburger before, it was the cheese that bothered me. I still can't wait until May when I can eat some steak, though.
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Week 11
Sunday, I was down 44 pounds. Today, my scale says I'm only down 41 pounds.
On the infamous September 11th, I went on my first "successful" diet. I did Adkins and worked out at the YMCA for about 2 years straight. After a certain point, it got to where I thought it would be okay to have a Dr. Pepper or just a little macaroni and cheese... eww. I have to do my best to remember that it is never okay to go back there because, with me, "a little" becomes "a lot." Anyhow, I bring that up because I'm currently about 20 pounds away from my smallest point back then, and I'm also about 8 pounds away from where I was when I met my boyfriend. This is when I start feeling happy and excited about my progress. Now I remember what it feels like to be a little satisfied with myself, and that keeps getting better and better.
This week, I added weight bearing exercise to my routine. I have this friend at work who has just done amazing things for herself in what seems like a very short time. Granted, she didn't have nearly as far to go as I did/do, but she looks awesome, so I asked her to come to the gym with me and show me a thing or two with the weights. We decided to focus on lower body stuff because... hey... I've always wanted a nice ass. haha. Yesterday and today, I have felt the excruciating pain that comes with trying to keep up with a 24 year old girl. She showed me how to do lunges, squats, and a few other things that will both work my legs out and develop that sweet derriere I've been wanting. Afterwards, though, I could barely walk. It was much the same yesterday, and I still went back to the gym for an upper body workout. Today, I decided to take it easy.
Still not being very adventurous with the food. I did switch over to the Dannon Light & Fit Greek yogurt. It has more protein and tastes way better than the other kind I was eating. Right now, I'm looking forward to May, when I can have a nice, juicy, rare, tiny steak. My love and I have decided we will have it for our anniversary.
On the infamous September 11th, I went on my first "successful" diet. I did Adkins and worked out at the YMCA for about 2 years straight. After a certain point, it got to where I thought it would be okay to have a Dr. Pepper or just a little macaroni and cheese... eww. I have to do my best to remember that it is never okay to go back there because, with me, "a little" becomes "a lot." Anyhow, I bring that up because I'm currently about 20 pounds away from my smallest point back then, and I'm also about 8 pounds away from where I was when I met my boyfriend. This is when I start feeling happy and excited about my progress. Now I remember what it feels like to be a little satisfied with myself, and that keeps getting better and better.
This week, I added weight bearing exercise to my routine. I have this friend at work who has just done amazing things for herself in what seems like a very short time. Granted, she didn't have nearly as far to go as I did/do, but she looks awesome, so I asked her to come to the gym with me and show me a thing or two with the weights. We decided to focus on lower body stuff because... hey... I've always wanted a nice ass. haha. Yesterday and today, I have felt the excruciating pain that comes with trying to keep up with a 24 year old girl. She showed me how to do lunges, squats, and a few other things that will both work my legs out and develop that sweet derriere I've been wanting. Afterwards, though, I could barely walk. It was much the same yesterday, and I still went back to the gym for an upper body workout. Today, I decided to take it easy.
Still not being very adventurous with the food. I did switch over to the Dannon Light & Fit Greek yogurt. It has more protein and tastes way better than the other kind I was eating. Right now, I'm looking forward to May, when I can have a nice, juicy, rare, tiny steak. My love and I have decided we will have it for our anniversary.
Monday, February 2, 2015
Week 10
41 pounds down.
I'll start out by saying that everyone, all along, has been remarking about the differences they see in my appearance. That being said, this past week is the first time that I noticed a difference that I consider meaningful. What? Everyone who's anyone says "It's what YOU think that matters most." Yes... I knew that my arms, legs, and face were getting smaller, but I felt like a bowling ball walking around with toothpicks for arms and legs and a golf ball for a head. This week, that changed... maybe from a bowling ball to a baseball. It was nice to notice, for myself, a change to the section of my body that troubles me the most.
I noticed that the Aveeno lotion makes my hands feel considerably less dry. I've been using a variety of lotions that seem to lose their effectiveness after 10 minutes or so. Last night, I tried the Aveeno for the first time. My hands felt soft and smooth for the rest of the evening. I think I'll get a large bottle of it for use after showers and whatnot. Probably, it seems trivial to talk about dry skin, but that is an anticipated side effect of bariatric surgery... dry skin. I'm just glad I found something that helps.
Still not being very adventurous in the food department. I tend to go with what's going to get me the most protein since that's what I need to focus on. This weekend, I made pasta e fagioli soup for the family. Before adding the pasta, I set aside a bunch for myself. It's got ground beef and beans that will give the protein I need, plus, it's a nice, hearty soup, and there's little I love more than a nice soup in the winter time.
Pretty soon, I'm going to need to go shopping for some clothes. That will be exciting. I keep finding pants in my closet that fit now. Some, I haven't worn for several years. haha. Eventually, though, they'll all need replaced. Plus, I'll need new tops as well. Hopefully, styles haven't changed dramatically. While I'll be a much smaller me, I'll still be proportioned the same, so I'll need to be mindful of a thicker midsection and the perpetual muffin top (until I can afford my tummy tuck). Even at 116 pounds, I was just built this way.
I've been pretty consistent with the exercise plan I committed to. Except today. Today, I woke up at 4:30 with raging cramps. I'm not sure what the issue is, but man... it may be concidence, but weight loss and surgery have seemed to make Aunt Flo a total bitch. I've never had cramps like this before. I ended up taking some midol, which made the cramps go away, but made my stomach hurt a little bit. I forgot they're chock full of caffeine. I fell back to sleep, though, around 7 and slept through my exercise time. Well, I'll have to be kind to myself over that. I've always considered Aunt Flo's arrival a good excuse to take it easy and relax some. There's always tomorrow.
This week, I had a few people tell me that I've inspired them into shooting for better habits food wise and in the way of exercise. That feels good. I love to make a difference.
I'll start out by saying that everyone, all along, has been remarking about the differences they see in my appearance. That being said, this past week is the first time that I noticed a difference that I consider meaningful. What? Everyone who's anyone says "It's what YOU think that matters most." Yes... I knew that my arms, legs, and face were getting smaller, but I felt like a bowling ball walking around with toothpicks for arms and legs and a golf ball for a head. This week, that changed... maybe from a bowling ball to a baseball. It was nice to notice, for myself, a change to the section of my body that troubles me the most.
I noticed that the Aveeno lotion makes my hands feel considerably less dry. I've been using a variety of lotions that seem to lose their effectiveness after 10 minutes or so. Last night, I tried the Aveeno for the first time. My hands felt soft and smooth for the rest of the evening. I think I'll get a large bottle of it for use after showers and whatnot. Probably, it seems trivial to talk about dry skin, but that is an anticipated side effect of bariatric surgery... dry skin. I'm just glad I found something that helps.
Still not being very adventurous in the food department. I tend to go with what's going to get me the most protein since that's what I need to focus on. This weekend, I made pasta e fagioli soup for the family. Before adding the pasta, I set aside a bunch for myself. It's got ground beef and beans that will give the protein I need, plus, it's a nice, hearty soup, and there's little I love more than a nice soup in the winter time.
Pretty soon, I'm going to need to go shopping for some clothes. That will be exciting. I keep finding pants in my closet that fit now. Some, I haven't worn for several years. haha. Eventually, though, they'll all need replaced. Plus, I'll need new tops as well. Hopefully, styles haven't changed dramatically. While I'll be a much smaller me, I'll still be proportioned the same, so I'll need to be mindful of a thicker midsection and the perpetual muffin top (until I can afford my tummy tuck). Even at 116 pounds, I was just built this way.
I've been pretty consistent with the exercise plan I committed to. Except today. Today, I woke up at 4:30 with raging cramps. I'm not sure what the issue is, but man... it may be concidence, but weight loss and surgery have seemed to make Aunt Flo a total bitch. I've never had cramps like this before. I ended up taking some midol, which made the cramps go away, but made my stomach hurt a little bit. I forgot they're chock full of caffeine. I fell back to sleep, though, around 7 and slept through my exercise time. Well, I'll have to be kind to myself over that. I've always considered Aunt Flo's arrival a good excuse to take it easy and relax some. There's always tomorrow.
This week, I had a few people tell me that I've inspired them into shooting for better habits food wise and in the way of exercise. That feels good. I love to make a difference.
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