Sunday, January 13, 2013
Not because I'm losing weight, because I'm so not.
As it were, here are my pictures.
Those are the last two. Sorry I haven't posted them, but I haven't posted anything in awhile.
Anyway, I was looking in the mirror last night, and without even thinking about it, I was talking to myself...and it was nice!
I told myself that I was smart...way smart. And kind and caring. I adopted my blind, deaf nightmare-dog because I'm so kind and nice. And I'm brave.
It makes me feel a little uncomfortable to be telling y'all this. It was much easier to tell myself, but maybe that's the problem. Maybe we shouldn't be uncomfortable saying nice things about ourselves out loud and in public. =)
Monday, December 24, 2012
This isn't weight-loss related. Just saying that upfront. And it's a little gross. Not super-gross, but a little.
Little Dog is turning into a monster. He's got these lesions on his head, and they keep changing size, based on the antibiotics we give him and the helmets we are making him wear, so that in all his infinite blindness, he doesn't traumatize them by hitting them with the wall. We have to get rid of them, or they'll have to be surgically removed.
We created a helmet with pantyhose, an old sock for padding, and those ouchless pads that are like the white part of a Band-Aid.
We've been dealing with this for months and months and months. I think what has had the most effect on them is the helmet. When he wears it, it gets better. When he doesn't, it gets worse.
But he HATES the helmet, and I'm worried about an Elizabethan collar around his neck. I don't want to HURT him, but I'm so mad at him for not letting me help him get better. So...I have a new idea.
He spends most of his time not snuggling in the kitchen. He has his bed and his heating pad and his bowls and stuff in there. It's his dog cave. After my move, I realized I had toooooo many sheets and linens. So, I'm thinking I'll just helmet the entire kitchen. I'm going to go get liquid starch to spray on the wall and stick the linens on. And fabric adhesive to fold the sheets up into maybe 12" strips. I considered buying baby bumpers, but even Walmart's are $20 a pop.
Any other ideas? Tips? Do you think this is dumb? I'm at my wit's end.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
I lost .2 pounds this week. Much less than what I lost the week before, but I'll take it. Especially because I did not eat well yesterday or today. I need to make sure I'm eating better for the rest of the week.
Isn't it wild what a slippery slope it is? I didn't eat junk for a long time, because I didn't have any, but give yourself permission to eat kisses in the work kitchen once, and then you're at the vending machine two days in a row.
I've been to the gym every day this week, but I think that's over for the week. Scary weather is coming, so I will be walking to work and not schlepping my gym bag. But I have the Spark videos, and a couple exercise videos I haven't dealt with in a loooong time.
No photo this week, because there isn't enough sunlight to take a pic in my bedroom. I still haven't put any lamps in that room. So I have the closet light and the hall light, and the window. I hope I manage to put the lights in soon. So I'm going to go do that now. =)
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
I lost 4 pounds this week!!!
I weighed in on Wednesday at 154.2. Until the next 5% Challenge starts, I'm going to make Tuesdays my weigh-in. I did weigh myself almost every day, so I knew it was coming off, and I was shooting for 151.6, so I was really happy to see 150.2 on the scale today!
As short as I am, though, you can't tell in the picture...
But the point of the picture isn't to show off. It's to increase my accountability.
I haven't been as good as I should have been with the rules we set. There have been days when I haven't exercised 10 minutes. There have been several days when I didn't get 10 cups of water. But I did check in with Kristen virtually every day and I did eat a salad every single day.
Most importantly, I think, I didn't bring any junk into the house. All my food is fresh produce, a bag of frozen peas, a little meat, eggs, milk, a little cereal, some canned beans and tuna, a little pasta, cheese, various condiments and seasoning. And if it's not here, I can't eat it. Because I reeeeeeally don't want to waste food, I haven't been going out, either, because I don't want to eat meals outside and then let the food spoil.
Although, I think I'm ready to venture out and try trivia. I will ask a coworker or two if they want to go, but if not, then I'll go by myself and see how it is. I'll order a salad there. And maybe one light beer.
Saturday, December 08, 2012
I'm in my gym clothes, but I'm not sure I'll make it there. I should have gotten there over two hours ago, if we're going to be real.
But, I finished working at 8:55am, and went downstairs to eat an orange and an avocado for breakfast. Not simultaneously, but one after the other. While I was down there, Little Sammy woke up, so I had to take him out, then pick up what he put down, then take out the garbage and found a secret mess he'd made, so cleaned that up, too, while I was trying to eat my orange. Then, I did the dishes. Then, I finally ate my orange.
By then, I was soooo sleepy, that I decided to try my hand once again at the 20-minute power nap. I did not actually roll out of bed until an hour later. I don't know if these actually require more practice, but I suck at them.
No worries, though, because I still had over 4 hours before my next shift of work starts. I changed into my workout clothes and headed back downstairs to eat the avocado, fill the water bottle and get ready to bounce. I was surprised to find Little Sammy awake and wandering the kitchen restlessly when I returned. I hopped over the barrier and began to cut the avocado and spoon it into my mouth. So good.
Well, Little Sammy found me, and he just stopped, and stood against my leg. When I moved to the food scale, maybe I just imagined it, but he looked sad. How can I resist such a face? I scooped him up, brought him to the bed, laid him down, sidled up next to him, and he promptly fell asleep. All he wanted was some attention.
Well, shucks. Now I'm stuck here in the bed, because the little blind guy can't be left alone on an elevated surface, but never fear! There is plenty to do without a TV present and stuck in one spot. I'm either going to work on a letter or go through the assignments in a self-help book I skipped through recently. Maybe I'll nap some more. Maybe I'll read or write something. I actually feel quite like Jo March in this situation...nice, quiet weekend. And, if I don't make it to the gym before it closes, I can always do ST or a Coach Nicole video, so it's all good. And the company I have couldn't be better. =)
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