Hi…so I’m lame and haven’t posted in weeks. I’m sorry about that.
I pretty much stopped posting when I stopped recording everything I ate. I still believe that is essential in aiding to weight loss, but right now at the current moment in my life it’s really too much of a hassle. Mostly, in concerns to tracking the calories. Having to find them, add them, figure them out, it was all too much so I stopped. The same week I also crashed and gained. I’ve been slowly getting back to where I was before the downfall. Although I don’t like finding the calories, I’m ok with taking the extra time to measure out everything (I don’t know why my brain works like this, it just does) and just that simple has gotten me back on track. Here are the pictures of the last couple of weeks of weigh-ins:
Down 4 lbs on Jan 24th
Up 2.2 lbs on Jan 31st
Down 3.2 lbs on Feb 7th
Maintain today, the 14th
As you can tell, I did consistently do weigh-ins every Sunday. Yay for me! And do you see that number? I’m officially under 300! A little milestone, but an amazing one nonetheless. I’m so happy, and proud that I was able to do that. This is one step, in many to helping me with my goal.
Have you been watching the Olympics? Because I have, I am totally head over heels addicted (and maybe to some of the athletes…my Apolo Ohno crush is still holding strong). I have been since I can remember. I watch it at every point I can and plan everything that I possibly can around breaks so I don’t miss anything. I need to take a shower? Do it during the news. Need to sleep? Do it during the paid programs and regular TV schedule. Need to eat? Commercials and the TV turned up loud is the only way for me. I love it! I will not watch any of those sports not during the Olympics, so I don’t know why I am so glued. Maybe it’s some patriotic connection, or the love to see the underdog pull through? I don’t know, what ever it is it’s kept me glued to the TV every two years.
I went with the coworker who is getting married to David’s Bridal to check out some dresses, and being a good bridesmaid I sat patiently while she tried on dresses. Then it was onto bridesmaid dresses. We think we found a good one, but the color is still up in the air. The next day we ended up going to our second bridal expo. This one had about 5 caterers there with full spreads of samples. Everything was so good. I wasn’t good at controlling myself at all and ended up eating way too much of amazing foods. One place had homemade Benedictine.
If you’ve never had it, it’s basically this sour cream/cream cheese spread with cucumbers. When granny was alive, and would visit us in Florida, she’d bring some of the “green cheese” for me. I’m assuming it’s a Kentucky thing, because I never see it anywhere but here. It was an amazing sample, but sad when thinking about how a year before I could finally be within an hour of her and live in the same state she was, she passed away. It’s hard to be living here sometimes, I see a sign for Frankfort and I start to cry. I know that she is watching over me, and even though not in person, loving that I’m creating memories in the places that she called home.
A Charismatic Life 