Monday, September 01, 2008
The game was fabulous, even though they lost. So what? It was still a blast. It always is.
Fitting into the seats was no problem whatsoever. These were cheaper, older seats so they were narrower and I was just fine. I saw lots of other folks getting up after every half inning because they were so uncomfortable. Not me.
I also visited the ladies' room a few times, which is unremarkable in and of itself, but I had to go down 32 short levels (steps) then a ramp, every time. And then up again when returning. I not only was not winded, I sprinted up as much as possible (traffic would stop me -- lotsa vendors in that area). I estimate I could sprint up 10 - 15 steps or so without tiring.
We even had light beer and I had maybe 2/3, 3/4 of mine and gave the rest to Mr. J. Vendors everywhere (ice cream, cotton candy, hot dogs, pretzels, etc.), plus all sorts of food in the concourse (sushi, cuban sandwiches, kosher dogs, enchiladas, etc.) and I didn't want any of it. We went to Bertucci's beforehand and I had one of their salads, with added chicken. It was marvelous and it was enough.
In more fitting news, I am in very good shape when it comes to measurements. Today I hit personal bests in 7 out of 8 main measurements I take (everything but the butt, and there I was at my 5th best). My overall average inch loss for the week was a little under 2". My overall average lost since I started doing this is a whopping 8.5"!
I've lost (since the start of things, back in January)
Bust 8.75" from my highest #, which was actually in late Feb.
Hips 8.25" from my highest #, which was also in late Feb.
Thigh 6" from my highest #, which was in early March
Remove the outlyers (bicep and thigh) and my average total inch loss is a staggering 10.46"! No wonder I'm officially down three sizes.
The band measurement is, for the first time since the start of this journey, below 40". Can't wait for the butt to finally go under 50".
You really better grab my love handles before they're gone for good. It won't be long now.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
We're going to the Red Sox game today! Yay!
Tim Wakefield is pitching, and he's on my fantasy baseball roster, so I'm doubly excited. Plus he's an older player, and throws slow knuckleballs, wowing 'em with wiles rather than heat. My kinda guy.
The weather is gorgeous and we'll leave in a few hours so I'm getting in my water and a good breakfast. We'll have lunch right before the game and take water with us, plus we'll get beers at the game. I checked and a 16 ounce (yes, 16!) light beer will fit in quite nicely. My husband is bringing his glove. Just in case.
Plus games are always -- bar none -- incredibly fun. I'll definitely up the sunscreen big time and we'll even get in some walking as it's tough to get a bus, cab or trolley in the Fenway area right after a game. Hence it makes sense to get in a little cardio.
I am also really looking forward to it because I'm so much smaller now. Last year I had no trouble because we sat in better seats, but for the first year we went to a Sox game, I could not fit into a bleacher seat in any kind of comfortable manner. I perched on the edge because my hips could not be squashed between the immobile armrests.
Not any more. I have zero doubts about fitting.
As for other kinds of fitting, I have a cap but my Sox jersey is three sizes too big for me. It's also three-quarter sleeves and it looks like it'll be a hot day, so I'll wear my cap and shorts and a red tank top, and that will work out nicely. I'll get another jersey once my size has gotten a lot closer to where I want it to be. In fact, the current jersey is one of the things I'm keeping to remind me of this journey. It'll go into the "I used to be THIS big" box.
My other news is that I saw my buddy the fish dude again yesterday. I know he's also a Sox fan (most guys in Boston are) and he of course told me to have fun. Yesterday we barbecued tuna and salmon with assorted vegetables (portabello mushrooms, broccoli, asparagus, tomatoes, vidalia onions and assorted peppers of various colors) in kebab form, and they were awesome. Plenty of leftovers so we're set for dinner tonight, when we're probably going to be a little too tired to really think about cooking. My fish dude buddy never steers me wrong.
All in all, an excellent weekend, and not even half over yet.
A-roundiní third, and headed for home, itís a brown-eyed handsome man;
Anyone can understand the way I feel.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
My main news is about sizing. Right now, I am a size 20 up top and a 22 below. And that's good, of course, but I had been nervous about downsizing some of my things because discomfort in those areas would have been, heh, less than optimal.
I am speaking of intimate type stuff.
Now, I already started a little bra downsizing and it was actually not intended. I was (still am) fitting into 44D but accidentally ordered 40D about a month ago. Those two bras fit me but I do have a tendency to bulge out a bit on the side or in front if I don't more or less arc weld myself in. I can tell that the band size is just fine so it's possible that the cup size is too small. I don't relish the idea of going up, to a DD cup. I was always kinda busty but this is ridiculous. I mean, I've lost over 80 lbs. Some of that has to be coming from the, uh, breastal region.
Then there's pantyland.
I wore a size 10 for years. Years, I tell ya! And the only stuff in size 10 is cotton granny type stuff. Which is fine when (a) you don't feel sexy and (b) at least it's comfortable. But I had kept a few size 9s and even a few 8s around, dunno why. I took the plunge on Thursday, and tried on a 9.
I have now worn 9s every day since then. I don't have enough 9s to make it through a week (and I don't want to purchase any as I'm sure I'll be going below that soon enough), but it feels good to have, I would guess, a good 2" less of material going on there. No wedgies! Size 9, I am (I guess I'm channeling Yoda now. A dieting Yoda).
Then there's the swimsuit issue.
For the Bar Mitzvah, the hotel we're staying at has a pool and a weight room. Hence all I have to do is bring the resistance bands (go-to in case time is really short). I really want to swim. But my only swimsuits are size 3x (26!). I went to Amazon and ordered a size 20. What the heck. I figured it'll be another 3 weeks or so until the big day so if it was too small it wouldn't be for long.
I tried it on. It's a little less than optimally supportive on the bust (that darn breastal region again!), and the top could be longer (probably also due to excessive bustiness) but otherwise it seems to fit just fine. I'm particularly happy about the panty area. This is a two-piece tankini type suit with an adjustable halter top. I made the halter a little looser and that seems to be better. I am bringing a second suit (which is a 26) because I may have one drying while using the other one, but I have a swimsuit. And it's 3 sizes smaller than the last one I bought.
I also ordered my dress (it hasn't arrived yet so I cannot yet comment on fit). It's a size 20. Here's a pic of it. media.redcatsusa.com/is/image
I do hope that pic comes out.
I'm a loser, baby. A weight loser. Know what Iím sayiní? ;)
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Monday night was a going away dinner for a friend who is going to Europe to live. She is a European (different country) and I won't breach her right to privacy by even revealing the countries. She's someone Mr. J and I know from the site, and she's delightful and fun and we are going to miss her something awful. She says she'll be back but hey, you never know.
So that was hard. I didn't compound it by messing up the food or anything. Had enough feelings for that.
My work is becoming stressful. Same deadline, but more stuff keeps being piled on. I am ostensibly a Reporting Analyst and technically a part of what I'm supposed to be doing is reporting. And my coworker, who is far better at SQL than I am, is still on vacation. Hence things are getting piled on me, even amidst the data loading I have to do.
Allegedly I am 100% on data loading, and I should be, otherwise I would be working this weekend and there is no way in hell I am missing the Red Sox game or my birthday or anything of the sort because of data loading. But in the meantime high priority and high profile things either slip or are done badly. Can't blame the intern; he's working under my direction. But I just can't provide much direction right now.
I'm just plain tired.
Tonight we'll go walking and then eat and then I will be down for the count. I need a vacation and I am only here for a month. It is mainly because I have been full-out since my last vacation, which was May, and before that I had been full-out since September. Among things like watching my diet and exercising, life was filled with losing a job, getting another one, getting acclimated here, my relative's illness, my nephew's upcoming Bar Mitzvah and the stresses of trying to figure out what I'll wear, coordinating the travel, etc. and all sorts of other bits of fun like furry critters in the house and a balky car and dryer.
I'm pretty beat.
I like this song, but my favorite line is not the title of this blog post. Here is my favorite line:
When We Rise It's Like Strawberry Fields
My kingdom for some rest. Some rest, some rest, my kingdom for some rest. Zzzzzzzzz
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Well, it should be obvious -- I saw my buddy the fish dude again. And he's just ... pleasant. Good to trade smiles.
I had a rather stressful and tiring work week so it's great to just not be doing anything remotely like that. I have to load a boatload of data and it's a very cumbersome process. While developer types work on making the process easier for me (and faster), I still have to load up stuff. There is a deadline in a few weeks and it will clearly be missed. I feel some pressure about that but not much. After all, it was already proven (and not by me, which made it even better) that it's physically impossible to get everything loaded up by the deadline, even without any glitches or problems or rolling anything back -- which is just an impossibility. There is always SOMETHING. The big boss actually watched me load up a file which should have taken about 15 minutes. It took over an hour and the delay was so obviously not my fault that I think he got a renewed appreciation for what I'm doing or at least attempting to do.
I also had stress because of my car. It had a bad knock sensor and then also the engine control module had to be replaced. I'm not certain of what any of that stuff means but it was free (we bought the extended warranty, yay!) but it also took four days. And, due to communication issues, I ended up driving to the dealership every single one of those days, and the trip is over an hour each way. Hence I was pretty tired yesterday. But now it's all fixed up so that's good news.
Weight loss and exercise are going well. Today after food shopping we went out and played frisbee, then we walked to the new Greek place and had a fabulous grilled vegetable gyro lunch. Now we're back home doing whatnot online and tonight dinner will be the tuna I bought (recommended by you know who).
A fabulous day. Enjoy Suzanne Vega and DNA.
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