Tuesday, April 10, 2012
You KNOW there had to be some craziness going on in my life for me to put off a blog bragging about my big loss this week!!! More on that later... First, I'd like to thank you all for the helpful/kind comments about my -0 loss last week (a result of salty restaurant food and mucho bread and wine in San Francisco!). I started last week with a renewed attitude and dedication, as well as a plan to lose the infamous final five pounds by the end of April.
In week 14, after many hikes, bowls of oatmeal, salads, and a run, my body dropped nearly 3 pounds. BOO-YA!!! And it wasn't easy, either- my brother Greg was visiting for his birthday. I did well, though... We went to a Laker game, I had two glasses of white wine (the official beverage of the NBA, no?), at Ventura Beach, I had two pints of Guiness, and when we went out to eat, it was all egg whites and light plates. Watching loved ones eat fried calamari and drink wheat beer to their hearts content could be a capital punishment!
The visit was great. I miss my family so much. We are all spread out, and it's about to be a lot farther out because...
MIKE AND I ARE MOVING TO HAWAII!!!
Back in December, Mike applied for a job and interviewed, but we hadn't heard anything since... Until we were waiting at the airport for my brother, and Mike got "the call" and was offered the job. Wowzas. There is so much to think about and DO, but for now, I'm just overjoyed for Mike (he'll be back to archaeology, his love), and in shock that we will be living in paradise. I think our life here in Santa Clarita is pretty amazing...
In week 15, I will keep on keeping on. Keep eating my oatmeal, taking my walks, and reading your wonderful/hilarious/inspirations posts. Much LOVE to you all this and every week!
Monday, April 02, 2012
This has been one crazy week. In week 12, we went out of town (to beautiful San Francisco) for Mike's sister's wedding. I went in with a plan to eat really healthy balanced meals, but more bread and wine sneaked its way into my diet than I would have liked. And small as that sounds, it REALLY freaked me out.
Since January 2nd, I have been a pillar of dietary strength (realize that sounds stupid, moving on...). Around week 6 or so, I hit this stride and had the realization that I was NEVER going back. Not just to a number on a scale or the inside of my jeans, but to a boring sedentary lifestyle that included moments of shame, denial, and depression. I was DONE. For the last 12 weeks, if someone offered me another piece of bread or glass of wine (in any circumstance), I would have politely declined. But last week, I accepted just about every time. Sure, there were good moments- the egg white omelets, water, and walking, but the stupid bread made me doubt how far I've come.
So, once I got home, I knew it was time to re-evaluate where I am and where I'd like to be. Saturday was a mess- I felt anxious and disappointed in myself (my weigh-in didn't help), but then Sunday (yesterday), I literally pulled myself up by the bootstraps, and Mike and I went for a crazy 6 mile hike.
Getting moving and talking all of this out with Mike helped immensely. No amount of bread or wine takes away all that I have achieved this year. And on this beautiful/heart exploding hike, I came up with my April goal, and it is a doozy.
BY THE END OF APRIL, I WILL HAVE REACHED MY GOAL WEIGHT OF 140 POUNDS.
There it is, in all caps. In order to achieve this goal in a month, all I have to do is keep working. Continue to meet my calorie requirements, move 5-6 days a week, and drink water galore. My brother is coming out this weekend for his birthday (YAY!), but I'm not going to get out of step. I want to reach this goal badly.
Best of luck to all of you Sparkers in this brand new month! Thanks for all of the encouragement and inspiration!!!
Saturday, March 24, 2012
TWO POUNDS! MINUS two pounds!!!
THAT is a great way to start a challenge! Since January 2nd of this year, I have lost 25 pounds, and am now only 5 pounds away from my first goal of getting to 140... The only reason I don't have a final goal is because I've never been this small, so I have no idea what my ideal weight is. I've seen other's with the same problem here, isn't SP the bomb?
I am going to a wedding this week, and I am not afraid to go out and buy a dress, be in pictures, or see people I haven't seen in a while. I feel very confident and proud of what I have accomplished so far!
I mentioned yesterday that I had read somewhere (turned out to be a fitness/wellness quote floating around the interwebs- thanks THINKSHRINK!), that says it takes 4 weeks to notice your body changing, and that it takes 8 weeks for your closest friends/fam, and finally, 12 weeks for everyone else. Well, I can tell you in week 12 that EVERYONE has started to notice. Last week, I don't think one person mentioned weight to me, but in week TWELVE, a handful of coworkers, my building manager, and no joke, the check-out lady at my grocery store all told me that I look... "Skinny." YAYAYAYYAYAYYAYYYYY!!!!! I felt this was worth sharing because I did have a few rough weeks where I thought my loss wasn't noticeable, but for some reason this time I stuck it out, and now, 12 weeks in, people are noticing. And it is freaking awesome.
In week 13, no black cats will cross my path. I am going to continue to log all of my food and be active every day (even when out of town for the wedding!). In addition to the Spring 5% Challenge, a LITTLE extra inspiration arrived at my door this week:
... ... ... Bikinis.
Have a great week everyone, and THANK YOU for the motivation, inspiration, love, and support!!!
Monday, March 19, 2012
Because I started the Spring 5% challenge, I had to weigh-in a couple days early (on Friday in stead of Monday), so this weight loss reflects my effort from 3/12-3/17. I am totally fine with this paltry little loss because I know it will mean a slightly bigger loss for the next weigh-in! Thinking positively here
I did have an amazing week capped off poetically by a tremendous non-scale victory. Because I can't keep secrets/hide my emotions/contain my excitement- I have already blogged and updates my status to let you know that I went shopping and purged my closet of my bigger Nat clothes and was fitted for a bridesmaid's dress yesterday, but I think I'll go into a little more detail here...
After a really nice day off, I went to Old Navy on Wednesday to buy some new basics. About a month ago, I realized that all of my clothes finally FIT again (I didn't realize that they weren't fitting until they DID, lol!), but lately everything is too big. Some things are huge, others are okay, but they sure aren't doing anything to make me feel good. Solution: new clothes (right. on.). I only pulled size 8 pants and medium tops. Pretty uncharted territory for me- I've owned a couple pieces in those sizes here and there, but usually it is because they are blouse-y or straight-up wrongly sized. Well on this day, I felt like a REAL medium. Everything fit. Some things were too big! It was thrilling, I'm sure I was squealing inside the fitting room. Positive. When I got home, boosted from the float of my shoppers high, I purged my closet. I tried on almost everything, and if it didn't fit- it went in a trash or donate bag. I've NEVER felt so confident to do that after losing weight.
On Saturday, I went to a cooking club St. Pat's feast (not as bad as it sounds, lol!). I brought classic corned beef and cabbage and a fruitsalad that looked like a rainbow. Here's a pic because... why not?
I thought that shopping and size 8 was as good as it gets. That I would never feel an achievement or pride that could match it... And then, yesterday (the day after the feast where Guiness and heavy foods were indeed consumed), we had a fitting for bridesmaid's dresses. Last year, I wore a David's Bridal size 12 to my best friend's wedding. It was TIGHT and I was spilling over. This time around, I'll be in a David's Bridal size SIX. That is epic. No matter how blouse-y or terribly mismarked, I have NEVER repeat NEVER gotten into a size six! The only reason I even tried it on was because they didn't have an eight, and the ten was too big, so by process of elimination I figured I'd be good in the middle, but the six zipped right up- no problem... Amazing. The wedding is June 30th, I wonder how much I will change before then. I am so elated. Here's a pic of the dress from the website:
In week 12, Mike and I continue training for a 5k, I will continue to eat well and work out5-6 days a week, and I will continue to celebrate this crazy NSV.
Best to all of you in this new week!
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