Weigh In Wednesday: Wait, What?

So this morning I stepped on the scale, as I’ve done every Wednesday since January 6. I was nekkid, as I always am (for the most accurate reading, of course). I check my weight 3 times, as I always do, to make sure the number is accurate and repeatable.

This morning, first time the scale said 264.4. Second time the scale said 261.2. Third time, the scale said 262.6.

What. The. Heck.

I think my scale is broken.

I will have to buy a replacement scale this weekend. Any suggestions?

Weigh In Wednesday: It ain’t all peaches and cream

Yes, it’s Thursday but I’m blogging for yesterday. Get over it.

Let’s get it over with – I gained 0.2 lbs this week. I know it’s nothing – hell, half a poop or whatever – but the same thing happened last week and if you have enough weeks like that… before you know it, I’ll be back to where I started.

I’m trying to stay positive, I really am, but it is frustrating. I am trying to justify this week because I was out of town for 2 days and it’s hard to eat well when you’re not at home… and because of Easter and especially these:

Those are exactly what they look like – s’mores cupcakes. I don’t even want to know how many calories are in one of these cupcakes, but mostly because I had more than one.

Training/working out is going ok. I had a few setbacks this week – shin splints/calf/ankle pain and of course, Ms. Righty.

Overall, I am feeling better I’m just getting frustrated with my slow weight loss. I just keep telling myself, slow and steady…

Weigh In Wednesday: Life is good edition

Sometimes God completely surprises you

Just a month ago, we found out my Aunt/Godmother had been upgraded to active on the donor registry. Because there are so many people across the country needing a liver, we expected to wait a long time (2-3 years) for her to get a cadaver liver. We wondered how far Janice’s disease might progress while she waited for a liver. When her doctors spoke of the possibility of a living donor transplant, two people stepped forward to be tested to determine if they could donate half their liver to Janice so she wouldn’t have to wait so long.

Then completely out of the blue, the Mayo Clinic called my aunt last night to tell her they had a liver that was a near perfect match for her. The surgery began this morning and was completed by early afternoon. Blood and bile began flowing immediately in the new liver as soon as it was hooked up. The surgeon was very pleased with how well the surgery went. Janice did not even need to receive any units of blood or blood products which is highly unusual. She is still in Transplant ICU but may be transferred to a room in the Transplant wing as soon as tomorrow. As with any transplant patient, the next two days are crucial.

God is GOOD. Our prayers have been answered!!!

In case you were wondering, Janice is one of my family members I’m run/walking a half marathon for in July. Mile 13 is dedicated to her. She has ulcerative colitis plus the degenerative liver disease. Both are autoimmune diseases. I am so thankful God has blessed her and all of us with such a precious gift. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers… as well as for the family of the person who died and ultimately saved her life. If you are not a registered organ donor, I urge you to consider registering and telling your family and friends your wishes. You could help save a life! In Wisconsin, you can now register as an organ donor online.

April is Donate Life month, too! Every year, people across the U.S. make a special effort to celebrate the tremendous generosity of those who have saved lives by becoming organ, tissue, marrow, and blood donors and to encourage more Americans to follow their fine example. Learn more about Donate Life Month here.

Update on my health

I had a checkup with my doctor this week to see where things were with my blood pressure and thyroid counts. The good news? My blood pressure was 128/84! I don’t have to get it checked for another 6 months. The bad news? My thyroid counts went up again so they increased my meds again. I’m honestly not surprised that my counts were high again. I have been feeling crappy again – low energy, cold – lately and I am anxiously waiting for the meds to kick in!

And now… drumroll please…

I gained .2 lbs this week (aka no change)… BUT I lost 5.75 inches in the past 4 weeks. My grand total is 12.8 lbs lost and 18.5 inches lost in 12 weeks! While I’m very happy with those numbers, I’m a little disappointed that I haven’t lost more weight in 12 weeks. I’ve been working out 4-6 days a week and have tried to be smarter with my food choices. I’ll just have to work harder!

Weigh In Wednesday, Pants-on-the-ground edition

These are my jeans. My go-to jeans. My “wear-almost-every-day-of-the-week” jeans. Even washing them every few days doesn’t keep them small enough anymore. Do you see what I’m dealing with people? Saggy butt jeans. They are officially retired (at least until I get them to a seamstress or something). I was getting lunch at work today and quickly ran across the street. In the process, my pants fell almost all the way off my ass. In the middle of Brown Deer Road. At noon. The sun may have been shining but some drivers got a nice view of the full moon.

Obviously, I need some new jeans.

But I digress.

I weighed in this morning at 261.2, down 2 pounds from last week for a total of 13 pounds in 11 weeks. I can’t wait to take measurements next Wednesday to see where I’m at with that. Last time I measured, I was down a total of 13 inches overall, so next week has the potential of being epic.

A few other notes:

  • I’ve had two coworkers in the past 3 days tell me my face is looking thinner.
  • I’ve also had a couple of people say my calves are looking toned.
  • I turned down dessert. Twice.
  • Together, we have raised $930.60 for Crohn’s and Colitis research. Just another $2869.40 and I’ll stop bugging y’all for donations! So, if you want me to stop blogging about it, you should donate. You should also tell your family and friends to donate. What’s $25 in the grand scheme of things? If 115 people donated $25, I would meet my goal. 🙂 #justsayin So, visit my fundraising site: http://tinyurl.com/napa2010.

Weigh In Wednesday

It’s Weigh In Wednesday on Thursday. I was a little preoccupied yesterday. My sister had borrowed my car and got in an accident. She’s doing fine, but my car is not. (Oh and it was NOT her fault).

I lost .6 lbs this week for a total of 11 pounds lost. Finally back on track. I was hoping for a better number, but a loss is a loss, right? Plus, I ate really poorly last week. I blame PMS. Coming up – a challenge!!

Weigh In Wednesday

Well it’s that time again… Weigh In Wednesday. I lost 1.2 lbs this week for a total weight loss of 10.4 lbs in 9 weeks (see stats here). It’s great to finally see a smaller number again. My goal is to hit 262 next week and by the end of March to be in the 250s.

In other news… I had my first Team Challenge meeting tonight. It was so great to finally meet Tim and to see Anne and Rochelle again. I know they will all help push me across that finish line in Sonoma. I also got to meet my mentor, Jenny. I can’t wait to get to know her better!

Because I hit my first mini-goal of $750 raised for CCFA, Team Challenge gave me this awesome tech shirt! That’s all thanks to you!!

I’ve never worn anything but cotton shirts to work out, and apparently, this is some good stuff. Something about wicking I think. Becky from TC says “Cotton is Rotten.” I guess we’ll see what happens when I use this shirt next time I’m at the gym!

I didn’t get to the gym today because I suck. After work, I napped and then played some computer games before the meeting. I know, lame. Then I had the meeting, came home, ate some food and now I’m writing this blog and I should really hit the sack so I can get up for work in the morning.

Look for a post Friday about my experience at the Sleep Institute tomorrow night… it’s sleep study time. So if you’ve ever wanted to watch me sleep, well you should have become a sleep specialist, cuz they’ll get to watch me sleep all night long.

Weigh In Wednesday: Holy Inches Batman!

Today started as a rather crappy Wednesday. I weighed in at 265, up .2 from last week. I know .2 is nothing at all… but it’s frustrating after seeing that 263.6 two weeks ago, almost 11 lbs lost… to now seeing exactly where I was 2 weeks ago.

I tried to look at the positives, the non-scale victories (NSVs). I feel better. I have more energy. My pants fall off all the time. But then there were the negatives glaring me in the face: You gained 1.5 pounds in the last 2 weeks. What the hell? Why did you make those poor food choices? Did you really need that extra piece of cake? (sidenote: cake was awesome. See?) Did you really need to skip working out three days in a row?

I don’t have good answers for those questions. I screwed up. I keep trying to stay positive but it’s been hard. I’ve wanted to give up. Finally admitting that I need to stop trying to run was a huge emotional blow.

You know what helped me see that weight loss and getting healthy is more than just what you see on the scale?

This post from my friend Anne:

It’s just a number, I don’t know why I’m so obsessed with it. I had to quit the scale like I quit smoking, drinking, Red Bull (well not anymore, I had some last weekend). It’s easier just to never do it. Once I step on I may be sucked into that world of weighing multiple times a day. I remember some of the tricks I used to play with the scale:

  • Step on the scale first thing in the morning. Pee. Step on again.
  • Stand with my feet to the outsides of the scale to see if that changed my number.
  • Weigh myself with just my underwear on. Then naked.
  • Hold my breath.
  • Worry about the number allllll day.
  • It’s too high – skip breakfast.
  • It’s low – skip breakfast. Or celebrate with a huge breakfast. Or ice cream.
  • I don’t like the number. Don’t eat all day? Or at least set out with that intention and end up binging.
  • Weigh myself at home and then again at the gym.
  • Weigh myself every time I go into the bathroom.
  • Fret over a loss or gain of .2 and not understand why people laughed at me when I told them about it.
  • Search my brain for justification of why the number was too high. The cookies the other day? Salty dinner last night? I drank too much water? Too little water?

All in all it just became too much. I’ve got issues, sure. But I am hyper-self-aware and I knew this was all unhealthy and taking a toll on me. (By the way, I certainly don’t punish myself with starvation anymore.)

This morning when I weighed myself, I can honestly tell you that the majority of the bullet points above were things I either did or considered doing.

Wake. Up. Call.

I can’t keep focuses on the scale numbers. There are so many other ways to measure success.

The mirror is another way I obsess. Some days it says I’m fat. Sometimes I tell it “Don’t talk about me like that! Would you say that to someone you love?” And sometimes I don’t fight back at all. Those are the days when I try on 6 outfits and hate all 6. Tom calls it closet puke. He’s knows I’m having a bad self-image day when he comes home to see clothes strewn all over the place.

But some days, like today, I feel on top of the world.

{…}I put on a new set of pretties this morning and really looked at myself. My legs look toned, my arms are (dare I say) better than Michelle Obama’s, and I can see just a little tiny bit of muscle definition in my midsection. I’ve made some amazing changes. Can I just be happy with that?

Today, yes I can. I am happy with my progress. I am happy with myself. And at least for right now, it doesn’t matter how much I weigh. I looked in the mirror and saw myself, my progress, my own face, my own skin.

And I liked it. (link)

Here is how I measured success this week without using the scale. I lost 7.25 inches in the past 4 weeks, with a total of 12.75 inches lost in 8 weeks.

Oh. Mah. Gawd.

Holler at ya girl.

March 3, 2010: Weight: 265.0 | Neck: 14.25 | Bust: 47 | Below Bust: 40 | R bicep: 15.25 | L bicep: 15.25 | Waist: 45.25 | Hips: 51.5 | R thigh: 29 | L thigh: 29.25 | R calf: 18 | L calf: 18.25 | L knee: 18 | R knee: 18 | total -9.2 lbs | total -12.75 inches

I have now lost 2.5 inches of boobs. If I lost that kind of rate in the gut and bootay regions I’d be happy. Hey body, let’s lose in a uniform pace, mmmkay?

Weigh In Wednesday: I’m gonna punch you

I didn’t have a good week. I’m not going to sugar coat it or ask you to pity me. I know I screwed up. I know I failed. I know what I did wrong.

So it shouldn’t be a surprise that I gained 1.2 pounds this week (could have been more, could have been less… my scale was wonky this morning).

Here’s why: I didn’t exercise as much and I made poor dietary choices. (Don’t judge, I just ordered a pizza and I don’t care. It’s been one of those weeks).

I’ll update my stats page when my blog stops being stupid. I’ve already lost this post once.

All day I wanted to punch someone/thing. Didn’t really matter who/what. I just wanted to punch something. So, I thought I would work out my aggression at the gym. Not so much. It wasn’t helping and so I got bored, went on an elliptical and the treadmill and BLAH. (after walking about a half mile to the gym in the snow). So I gave up and walked back home, all the while wanting to punch something. I really wish I had a punching bag. I need to do kickboxing again. Where are my wrist wraps?!?! Side note: when I got home I did some front jabs for a couple minutes. It helped, but didn’t substitute for punching something. Feel free to stop by, I’ll punch your face and feel a lot better.

Weigh In Wednesday: Milestone, achieved

First things first. I lost 1.4 pounds in the last week, bringing my total weight loss in 6 weeks to 10.6 pounds. Not too shabby. 🙂 I updated my inspiration board too! I was e-mailing with my mom about this today and she said to me, “Do you realize that you’ve lost 10% of the weight you wanted to lose?”

Holy crap. I totally have.

I’ve also lost 4% of my total body weight in 6 weeks.

10.6 pounds is the equivalent of:

  • 42 sticks of butter
  • 5 liters of soda
  • 7 dozen eggs
  • 3.2 chickens
  • a 6-pack of beer
  • a 12-pack of soda

In case you were wondering… 🙂

Now, on to even BIGGER NEWS!

I started Couch to 5k this week. If you’ve followed my dailymile training, you know I’ve been struggling. Today was different.

I ran y’all. I RAN. I ran 100% of the time I was supposed to. I F*cking RAN. This is HUGE. The last time I did C25K, I averaged my running “speed” at 3.7-4.0. This is walking for y’all, but was jogging for me. Today I ranged between 4.1-4.7!!! It wasn’t until I was in the last running leg that I realized what I had just done.

I started sobbing, while I was running, on the treadmill, at the gym, during peak time. It didn’t matter. I was running. I did a li’l stretching then decided to head home. I got to my car. I started crying. I got home. I walked in the door, told my sis and started sobbing for a good 5min! She gave me a much-needed hug and said she was proud of me. It meant the world to me.

I ran today.

Hells yeah.

Weigh In Wednesday: Good News and Bad News

First, the good news:

  • I lost 0.6 pounds this week! Considering what I ate this week and that I didn’t work out very much, I am SOOOO happy to have lost and not gained. I would have been happy to stay the same! Current weight: 265 with a total of 9.2 pounds lost in 5 weeks!
  • I signed up to do a half-marathon. Today I decided I want to run as much of it as possible. And no, I am not currently a runner, nor have I EVER been a runner. The most I’ve run since I was 12 was the mile they required us to run in high school gym class for the “fitness” test. And I walked most of that.
  • I have created a tentative training schedule for the next 23 weeks. the first 9 are the Couch to 5k program… followed by a half marathon walking training schedule for the following 14 weeks. Once I begin training with Team Challenge, I am going to adjust the last 16 weeks of this schedule accordingly… especially since I’m going to run as much of it as possible.
  • When you lose weight (and inches), your clothes get big and fall off.

The bad news:

  • When you lose weight (and inches), your clothes get big and fall off.

I’ve lost 0.6 pounds in the last week and lost 9.2 pounds in 5 weeks. Want previous stats? Click here.