Tuesday, August 16, 2011
So I've been at Cat's Pretend Fat Farm for three days now. I'm eating on plan, walking in the morning, knee-habbing, doing a fitness video in the afternoon, and then walking again in the evening before easing my muscles in the hot tub and heading for the showers. I had envisioned creating 3500-calorie deficits Biggest Lower style, but that (I realise now) is insane!
Ok, so maybe I'd get voted off if we were competing, but I'm still pleased with my efforts.
Saturday: I created a 2782 calorie deficit.
Sunday: 3107 deficit
Monday: 2259 calorie deficit
That should be good for 2+ pounds so far, although the scale isn't showing it ...yet. I'm will dial back the intensity a little for the rest of the week, because the bum knee was starting to really feel the impact, but I'm still shooting for 2000 -calorie defiicts daily.
I'm feeling really positive and planning to finish the final four days strong. The 40-lb mark is still 8.6 pounds away, and my goal is to get there by the end of the month.
Thanks vey much for your support. It is such a blessing to have sparkpeople all over the world cheering each other's successes and helping each other through life's difficulties.
On my way to one pound at a time!
Saturday, August 13, 2011
As many of you know, I'm currently recovering from multiple surgeries in June and looking for a job. Yesterday, at 4:17, I was offered a job in Washington, DC.
Don't celebrate just yet. I'm in Philadelphia, alone, no car, can't drive, and I need to be in Washington on Monday. The company said they would arrange my work papers next week, so I set that aside and got busy finding immediately available furnished housing and trying to figure out how to get there.
At 6 o'clock, I was on the phone with a corporate housing company when the line beeped. The company.
I'm really proud of myself for immediately embracing the opportunity and trying to make it work after COB Friday, but I'm less proud of how I handled the let down.
Carmine's Pizza. Five slices.
Then I baked some cookies.
I finally got a hold of myself and binned the rest of the pizza and all but three cookies. (I'd already eaten those.) I went out and walked until dark, hoping to either burn off calories or barf up the pizza, or both.
I burned 3600 calories yesterday, but I still undid a week's worth of weight loss efforts according to the scale this morning. + =
So it got me to thinking. I'm here in a nice house, alone, with no one to answer to. The house has a lovely screened in porch with a hot tub, a treadmill, and a nice entertainment system. I keep watching shows like "Heavy" and wishing I could set my life on hold and just focus on weight loss.
Duh. I currently have no life, so what's stopping me? My goal for this week is to eat 1200 - 1400 calories and stay 100% on plan. I also plan to work out as though I'm at a fat farm - at least three hours a day every day, plus two hours of knee-hab. I don't need to pay thousands of dollars to go to a fat farm. I need to quit pitying myself and take advantage of what's available to me here.
So ... this week was a bust, and I let me teammates down big time. But wait for next week's weigh in -- it's going to rock!
Monday, August 08, 2011
I'm celebrating four years of sparking today. I know! It's crazy!
So, here it is --
I'm doing well, thank you for asking. After regaining most of the weight I'd lost over the first three years, I got super serious after my knee surgery, and have 24 lbs. in the past 5 1/2 weeks. I hit my first 10% goal this weekend and am pushing to make my next one by the end of September.
The crutches are history, although I'm still stylin' a full leg brace. I'm a sexy beast all right. I went from doing seven half marathons last year to being unable to walk to the post box and back, but I'm slowly working up. I attempted three miles yesterday but paid for it later on. So, it's healing slowly, but I'm still really excited about my progress and anxious to keep losing weight and building my mileage.
This is long overdue. My friend and I saw the final Harry Potter movie in IMAX 3D.
My friend is taking on He Who Must Not Be Named But Who'd Better Mind His Ps and Qs. There's nothing like a pair of party favour glasses and a plastic wand to make a girl feel invincible!
Before the movie, the movie folks rolled in a cart filled with various confections and assorted bonbons, playing the HP theme music, and in a passable English accent, "Anything from the trolley?" Brilliant! One chocolate please!
Chatting with our friendly trolleyman Robert, he kindly showed us his dual loyalties!
(Special thanks to Robert for allowing me to share this with you.)
Check out the gorgeous scarf - a present from the ever fabulous NIGHTSKYSTAR!
He also has a tattoo, which he displayed along with a little leg
That's what I'm talkin' about, ladies -- and I think he's single!
Even though she gets short shrift in the films, in honour of Tonks, I "did" my hair. This is my first hair colour experience, so I was a bit on the conservative side. I wish now that I'd done even more!
And finally --
This knee surgery has really set me back. I have been "knee-habbing" six hours a day for six weeks now and I've just started to test it on short walks. Yesterday, I tried to walk three miles at a 20 minute per mile pace. By the second mile, I thought I was on a death march! I eventually finished with a 20:40 mile pace, but it's a far cry from what I could do a few months ago. I'm going to keep losing weight, exercising, taking care of the knee, and I hope to race for the first time in almost a year when I relay with 50FITNFUN at the VA Beach Rock n Roll 1/2 next month.
Wish us luck!
Thanks to everyone for four fabulous years!
Wednesday, August 03, 2011
After having knee surgery at the end of June, I took an honest look at myself and didn't like what I saw. I was beyond morbidly obese - with a BMI of 50. I was struggling in almost every area of my life.
I found myself an eye lash's width from 290 lbs. Through July, I started Atkins and began aggressively "knee-habbing". After a month of hard work, I am happy to report that I have made progress.
July 1: 289.6
August 1: 270
July BMI: 49.7
August BMI: 46.4
July waist: 54 inches
August waist: 52 inches
Not every area of my life is going well, but I think I am moving in the right direction.
Friday, July 08, 2011
In response to CERIUSLY's assignment, I am focusing on why I need to lose weight.
I recently gained back almost all the weight I'd lost over the last three years. I won't explain it, and I'm not going to apologize for it. It happened. Let's move on.
I am dangerously overweight. Last month, my BMI was 50! Even now, it's in the high 40s. My waist is over four feet around and more than double what it should be. I am at a high risk for a stroke or heart attack. My joints are deteriorating, and my arthritis is getting worse. My autoimmune symptoms are flaring because my body is so inflamed.
My belly is so big that I almost cannot measure it with a regular tape measure. When I was in the hospital recently, and they asked me to curl up to insert the needle in my spine ... I couldn't. There was no place for me to go!
Of course, I would like to look prettier, but it's all about health right now. I'm 100 lbs. away from worrying about looks, and from experience, it's going to be a long road. Still, I either lose the weight -- or lose my life.
It's that simple.
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