Category Archives: Health Matters

Weighing In

Starting Weight:  198
Current Weight:  193

Woohoo!  That’s a 5-pound loss.  Not too bad for a first week.  If only I could lose like that every week.  After the 2nd or 3rd week, weight loss should be no more than 1-2 pounds a week.  When I did this before, 1.6 seemed to be my magic number.  We’ll see what happens this time around. 

Here’s the really scary number.  According to my Tanita Scale that measures body fat as well, I’m sitting at a whopping 42%.  Yikes.  Over 32% is considered obese.  I really am a lardass.  That’s horrifying.

OLD Blog Comments:
Laura – Nov 09, 05:  Oh my. Things to NEVER buy… a Tanita Scale!!

Nilla – Nov 04, 05:  Yay! Soon your pants will fall off…. one way or the other.

Renee – Nov 03, 05:  Way to go girl!!

Beauty by Numbers

Some highlights, taken from the November issue of Allure.

31:  Percentage of Americans who were trying to lose weight in 1951
58:  Percentage of Americans who were trying to lose weight in 2002
$6 billion:  Amount Americans spent on fast food in 1970
$110 billion:  Amount Americans spent on fast food in 2000
15:  Average number of pound a soda drinker can lose in a year by cutting out one can every day
23:  Percentage of American adults who consume five servings of fruits and vegetables a day
19.8:  Percentage of American adults who think they are obese
30.5:  Percentage of American adults who are actually obese according to the medical definition

It’s amazing how fat and unhealthy we have become in the past few decades.  And I’m not talking about those stupid, skinny bitches that whine, “I’m sooo fat,” only so one of their groupies will fervently contradict them, “Oh my god, you are sooo not.  Like seriously.  Shut up.” 

To those people:  Seriously.  SHUT UP.  To the rest of us, we really do need to wake up, get off our asses, and stop eating like there is no tomorrow.  If we keep going the way we have been, our tomorrows are numbered.  And we’ll be stuck wearing unflattering clothing.

I can get on a soapbox about being a healthy weight.  Just don’t talk to me about smoking…

YET. 

I can only tackle one vice at a time, thank you very much. 

Daylight Savings

I love that I got an extra hour of sleep last night (because yes, for once, I was asleep before 2am), but I HATE that it is pitch dark outside by 6pm.  For someone that has serious problems driving at night, it’s a huge inconvenience.  And I am not looking forward to it being dark when I leave work every night.  That walk across the parking lot is kind of creepy.  Only seeing daylight in the morning on the way to work is kind of depressing, too, if you asked me. 

I should really learn to get up earlier and taking care of some things around the house before work.  By the time I get home, there’s just not enough hours left and all I want to do is relax.

I was supposed to clean house today.  I managed to do the dishes, a load or two of laundry, and vacuum my bedroom.  That’s not even a third of what needs to be done.  I seriously think Santa should bring me a maid for Christmas.  And a yard boy.  And a handyman. 

I’ve used up 24.5 points so far today.  So I’m half a point into my weekly flex points for today (4.5 total out of 35 since Friday).  That’s not too bad considering.  It’s weird keeping track again.  I realize how way out of bounds my eating has been.  I shudder to think how many points my “normal” day had reached on a regular basis.  But enough looking back. 

I’m all set.

I went and got produce (and a TON of it at that) and other groceries I couldn’t get yesterday.  So I’ve got lots of good healthy food around and plenty of no-to-low point foods to grab when I get the munchies.  I’m doing ok so far.  Not great, but ok.  Having a hard time drinking enough water and eating enough fruits and veggies, but now that I’m all stocked up, that part should be easier. 

I cooked myself dinner last night.  I had plenty of points left for that meal, so took the opportunity to use some of my higher point food (I’m not going to just throw it out, you know!).  I get 24 points a day (plus the flex ones if needed), and my dinner used of half of them.  I made fettucine with some yummy sauce, mushrooms, artichokes, and turkey sausage.  I made sure to measure the sauce so that I only got one serving of it, which was 1/2 a cup.  That’s how I could really get into trouble…by not keeping an eye on portions.  You get so used to the monster-sized stuff you get at restaurants and fast food places that a “normal” serving looks small.  But it was plenty.  And yummy. 

I was going to have another serving of it for tonight’s dinner, but reeeally wanted that Aunt Jemima Griddlecake (9 points!) for breakfast this morning.  So I adjusted and had a lighter dinner tonight.  That is one of the things I love most about Weight Watchers.  You aren’t restricted from eating ANYTHING.  You just have to be responsible about it.  I like to think of my points being like dollars.  I have 24 dollars to spend today.  If I spend 9 of them for breakfast, then I only have 15 left for the rest of the day.  And I really wanted that griddlecake.  So I spent the points on it.  And had lots of no point (steamed broccoli for example) fillers throughout the day.  It’s all about budgeting.

The best lesson for me to (re)learn is that this is NOT a diet.  It’s a lifestyle change.  If I want to be successful, that’s the most important thing to remember.  It’s not something you do until you get to the weight you want and then stop.  I stopped….gradually.  And gained it all back.  I REFUSE to make the same mistake again. 

Ok, now I’m off to watch my Stars play in Phoenix on tv.  If this game doesn’t go better than last night’s, I’m going to scream.  But quietly, because my head hurts.  Hey Laura, I haven’t had any caffeine yet today!  Not even on purpose.  I love Diet Root Beer!

Comments from old blog:
Nilla – Oct 30, 05:  Hmmm. I saw on CNN about two months ago that aspartame (which is in that diet stuff) causes symptoms that are like Multiple Sclerosis.   I also think Diet tastes like poo.

Laura – Oct 30, 05:  Diet Root Beer *IS* good. I LOVES me some Coke Zero, though!!! Glad you’re on stocked up and “on your way!” You’re so right about “budgeting.” It’s nice to be able to have ANYTHING. A snickers bar, a tortilla, mashed potatoes, whatever. You’ve just gotta cut back elsewhere!

Battle of the Fat Ass: Take two

Over 2 years ago, I lost 50 pounds with Weight Watchers and was within 15 pounds of my goal weight.  I started slacking off a little when I started house-hunting.  But I managed to maintain a weight of 160, give or take a few pounds.  Eventually I found and bought a house that needed a lot of work.  It didn’t take long for me to rediscover all of the worst eating habits I could possibly have.  Skipping breakfast.  Eating fast food.  All the time. (Before, I’d maybe treat myself to a good cheeseburger or some Taco Bell about once a week at most.).  Tons of coffee and Diet Dr Pepper.  Lots of alcohol.  No water.  No exercise.

So now, after all of that hard work, I find myself right back (well, within a few pounds) where I started.  I’ve been saying, for atleast 5 months now, while climbing the scale, that I needed to get myself back under control.  I’m tired of being fat.  I’m tired of my clothes, which were falling off me a year and ago, being so tight I can barely breathe.  I’m tired of feeling like crap about myself, physically.  And I’m tired of being tired.  So enough with the bitching and moaning already!

Thanks to a real pal who’s agreed to be my WW buddy, we’re going to do this.  We’re going to keep each other in check and encourage each other and lose our weight and look FABULOUS and HOT and SEXY and stuff. 

I’m a few days behind in starting.  I tried to atleast be aware of what I was eating yesterday and today.  And drink more water.  Not as much as I should, but atleast a conscious effort to drink more.  So my official start date back on the path of a healthy lifestyle begins tomorrow.  Got to go buy some groceries so I can start bringing my lunch to work again and cooking again.  NO MORE FAST FOOD! 

To keep myself honest, I’ll post my weight here each week.  I’ll weigh myself on the same day, same time each week.  Wearing the same clothes (shorts and a tshirt) and no shoes.  And I’ll post it.  Here.  For everyone to see. 

My current weight, my starting weight, as of right now:  198 pounds
My goal weight:  148

That’s 50 pounds of excess flab that has GOT to go.  When I set my goal weight in WW way back when, I wanted to do 140, but they told me to get to 150 first and see how it felt.  Right now, it sounds fantastic!  And I WILL get there.

One day at a time.  One pound at a time. 

Nope, not writing about it.

So I’m taking part of the day off tomorrow to go watch hot hockey men practice.  If that doesn’t get me out of my funk, nothing will.  Although I’m tempted to drink until I pass out tonight, I’d rather wake up in time to make the short drive north-ish for the day’s adventure. 

I’m so excited for the NHL season to start.  That should definitely get me back into the groove of things and out of my on-again-off-again hermit-like tendencies. 

And, as of Sunday, I’ve started back on my Weight Watchers journaling.  I lost 40 pounds and was within 15 pounds of my goal weight over a year ago and was really feeling good about myself.  Since buying the house and reverting to a diet of fast food, I’ve managed to put the majority of it back on.  That sucks.  And pisses me off.  But rather than keep grumbling about none of my clothes fitting anymore, I’ve decided to suck it up and see if I can’t get myself back on track.   I was really good at keeping myself in check at one time, so going to see if I can’t do that again.  If all else fails, I’ll go back to the meetings.  But I’d prefer to save that $40+ a month if possible. 

Tempted to, but no….not talking about it. 

If you’ve got a spare $40k…

You can get a really sweet bathroom remodel.  Can you tell I’ve been watching HGTV?  Honestly, it’s insane what people spend on stuff like this.  Granted, I’d LOVE to have a big spa-like bathroom, but come on.  Of course, I’m guessing the houses of the people doing these remodels are probably worth infintely more than mine, too.  I’m just in awe.

I finally called the new gyn today about scheduling an appointment.  Turns out I have a 10 page form I have to submit first.  Can’t they just get my previous medical history stuff from my old gyn?  I can’t answer more than half of the stuff on this damn thing.  I’m supposed to remember dates of procedures I had done a decade ago?  Yeah, sure.  And define frequent.  Do I have frequent headaches?  Um…yes?  I have one right now, thanks to all these questions.

An old highschool boyfriend use to have the best headache cures ever.  First, he’d do this weird, painful massage thing on my hand.  Then if that didn’t work, he’d talk me through describing it to him.  I thought he was insane the first time he did it.  What color is your headache?  What shape is it?  What does it smell like?  You get the idea.  Then after lots of that, he’d say “how does your head feel now?”  And believe it or not, about 70% of the time, the headache was gone. 

If all 3 of those “cures” failed, there was the old reliable:  sex and ice cream.  Made that remaining 30% more bearable.  Maybe I just need to get laid.  If dinner with T pans out this weekend, it could make for an excellent dessert. 

Bet you can’t guess…

…who woke up at 8am when she had a meeting 30 minutes away at 9? Luckily, the meeting was cancelled, so I was spared.I’m not feeling very good today. Not only am I lethargic, but I feel a little nauseous as well. I’d take the day off but then I’d be even further behind. So I am working from home today instead.

Hey! What happened to my blogroll? Strange things are afoot at the Circle K.

Oops.

Today was another long day, but a little less chaotic at work. Although I’m sure I’ll suffer the repercussions of focusing the whole of today on one project. For the rest of this week. If not longer.

Got home around 7pm and crashed for 2 hours. Hopefully that won’t be another factor in me not being able to sleep tonight. Meeting in the early AM, so I can’t afford to drag in late.I’ve decided that my problems sleeping are stress-related. I’m so ….

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Wow. That’s funny. I started this entry around 9pm I think. Apparently I got sidetracked (because that’s what I do these days). It is now 2:27am. Guess I answered my earlier question about not being able to sleep tonight. Damn.

Go to bed.
Hmmm…Fantasy hockey. I should do that.
TV show.
Need to reply to an email from work.
Another TV show.
I should change some of my players.
Damn. The AC is dripping again.
I need to schedule service for that.
I want some cereal.
Reply to that email first.
Empty the ashtray.
Crap. I missed the trash pickup today.
What time is my meeting tomorrow?
Was I supposed to have anything prepared?
I need to call and schedule that AC service tomorrow.
The dog wants out.
She needs a bath.
Oh yeah. Cereal.
Yum.
I’ve got to remember to buy some toilet paper. I’m dangerously low.
What’s that noise?
Oh yeah. Let the dog back in.

I’m lost. What was I doing again?

You know you’re tired when…

For starters:

  • You really wanted to see a certain someone yesterday but just couldn’t get up off the couch and make it happen.
  • You overslept, completely oblivious to your (multiple) alarms.
  • You bit into a banana without peeling it first.
  • You went to work with no makeup or jewelry on. Luckily, you remembered your bra.

Seriously. What is my deal? I’m in a fog lately, coupled with, what I am convinced is, an adult onset of some serious ADD. I’m swamped at work and have no hopes of ever getting caught up, and yet, I continue to accept more projects from my boss. Brilliant, eh?

I’ve spent my entire day so far working customer issues, which means I’ll get to spend tonight working on all the things that are due tomorrow. Figure I’ll be in the office until atleast 6pm. Then work from home after that. I think it’s time to put a pot of coffee on.

Sweet dreams are made of this.

My eyes are literally rolling back into my head right now. This is a very good thing. It’s a little after 11pm and I think I could actually fall asleep right now. Maybe this is the first step towards getting back on some sort of regular sleep pattern.

I got an unexpected call tonight. From T. Haven’t talked to him in awhile. He’s a pretty good guy. A little too unpredictable. And likely too young for me. But mostly, he’s very sweet and funny. He’s got an interesting background. Oh yeah, and he’s hot. Not to mention an incredibly good lay. Is that wrong of me to point that out? Nah, it’s true. And the fact that we get along so well and are actually friends (although apparently friends that can go a month or more without talking) doesn’t hurt. Maybe we’ll meet up for dinner this week.

This is what I get for napping my evenings away.

It’s 2:20am and, although I should be fast asleep, I’m making a pot of coffee. Decaf, of course. I find myself in this position a lot lately. Sleep eludes me and finds me at the most inopportune times. Perhaps I will do some work and continue on until it’s time to actually go into the office. More likely, I’ll manage to stay up for another few hours, only to crash at the time my alarm will be going off.

I am noticing that I am much better at adding entries here as opposed to the old-fashioned approach to journaling. Granted, I’m not able to go into the specific and personal details that I would on paper. This is the internet, afterall. And if I am to be able to be honest in what I write, I need to maintain some sense (imagined or not) of anonymity. It’s kind of difficult to write that way, but we’ll see how it goes.

Dangerous Beauty is on HBO right now. I’ve been meaning to add it to my dvd collection but I’ve got this whole budgeting thing to get under control first. It’s not as if I don’t have enough movies to watch, but it’s not as if I can ever have too many either.

I have a night out with the girls coming up soon. Should be a good time, they always are. If I start now, maybe by that night I’ll have figured out what to wear. Oh the joys of gaining weight and not being able to fit into your cute clothes anymore. I know that I have every intention of getting back on track, but in the meantime, it’s wrecking havoc on my wardrobe and therefore, my social life. Some of you will surely understand that. It’s hard to have fun and enjoy yourself when you feel uncomfortable in your own skin.

I see I’ve been distracted considering the time I began this entry. I’ll end this now so I can enjoy the rest of the movie.