Weigh-In Wednesday: Welcome Back

I’m gonna be honest with y’all. I don’t even know what I weigh right now. My scale is whacked out. I always weigh myself 3 times just to make sure I’m not standing on it weird or anything (I weigh myself right when I wake up so I’m a zombie).

Well, today I had to weigh myself about 10 times because I kept getting such drastically different numbers. They ranged from 250.8 to 258.6. We’re gonna go with 256 for our purposes today. Mostly because the 255-258 numbers came up most often.

So, there you have it. I’ve gained about 10 pounds since August, but only a couple of them came in December, so when you think about it, I handled the holidays pretty well.

But, it’s time to fix what I undid this fall.

I am not upset by the weight gain, but am using it as motivation to kick ass this month in training and with my 31-day vegetarian challenge.

Speaking of which, things were going swimmingly until today. Mid-day I began to CRAVE a juicy hamburger with bacon. And BBQ. And Cheddar.

OMG are you salivating?

I got through the craving and tonight I made fajitas!

Day 5: Field Roast Fajitas

Happy hump day everyone. It’s almost over.

Weigh In Wednesday: Tuesday edition

I wanted to know what I was in for when I weighed in tomorrow morning. So, tonight when I was changing into my pj’s, I stepped on the scale. Imagine my surprise when I saw something there I haven’t seen in at least a year or two (probably more).

I saw…

249.8

Say what?!?

I’m in the 240’s?! Hallelujah! Let’s take a moment to savor this moment.

I have lost a total of 24.4 pounds since I began this journey way back when (January 6, 2010).

Additionally, I have lost a total of 36.5 inches… from my neck, bust, waist, gut, thighs, hips, arms, knees, calves, you name it. (And yes, because I know you’re sick jerks, if I was a boy I would measure that too).

My goal when I started working out with John (my trainer) was to be in the 240’s by the time of my half marathon in wine country. 19 days early, I’ve hit that goal. Wonder what I can do in the next 3 weeks?

Today also brings an end to my Pound for Pound Challenge. If you signed up way back when, this is what you owe:

Since January, I’ve lost 24.4 lbs. Since March 11 (official start), I’ve lost 14 lbs. I’m doing the half marathon, which is 13.1 miles. Currently, 1 GBP = $1.51 USD.

  • Heck yes £1 for each pound PLUS £1 for each mile — $40.92 USD for loss since March weight, $56.63 for loss since January
  • Heck yes $1 for each pound PLUS $1 for each mile — $27.10 USD for loss since March, $37.50 for loss since January
  • Heck yes £1 for each pound — $21.14 for loss since March, $36.84 for loss since January

I will be sending you all an e-mail tomorrow. Remember, you agreed to make the donation on my fundraising website by this Sunday, July 4. Click here to donate now. And heck, even if you didn’t take the challenge, it’s not too late. Get in on the fun and pick one of those wacky donation amounts above!

I’ve had a lot on my mind lately, including a foot sprain, new responsibilities at work, a troublesome digestive system (TMI) and some other things going on. I’ve had so much on my mind I need to purge, so expect a multitude of blogs in the next week or two.

Weigh in Wednesday: 20lbs!

It’s official.

I’ve lost 20.2 lbs since starting this journey January 6, 2010. Sure, the weight hasn’t come off as quickly as I had hoped, but I’ve kept the weight off, which is a huge accomplishment. I’ve never stuck to a nutrition and exercise plan for this long in my entire life. I’m working out 6 days a week.

I am 20% of the way there to achieving my goal of losing 100 pounds. I hope the next 20 doesn’t take as long as the first, but if it does, I’ll be ok with it. My life has changed for the better.

23 weeks ago, who’d have thought I would be just a month away from completing a half marathon?

And yet, here I am, preparing for my 10-miler on Sunday, and a 12-miler the following week.

Life is good. God is good. I’m so grateful.

Weigh In Wednesday: That’s more like it

Two weeks ago, I started working out with my trainer John. Coincidentally, over the past 2 weeks, I’ve lost 5 pounds. I weighed in at 255.8 this morning. I’ve lost a total of 18.4 pounds since January 6 (26 weeks).

Booyah.

And that my friends, is how Amy got her groove back.

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: 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?