Month: April 2017

Curse You, Chocolates

Have you ever seen this seductive temptress, beckoning you closer with its beguiling, enchanting ways?

 

If you do, RUN.  It is armed, and it is very dangerous!  Do not attempt to speak to it.  Do not attempt to reason with it.  It is a battle you cannot win.  At least, I couldn’t.

For some inexplicable reason, when I stopped at Walmart to pick up kitty litter during my lunch break yesterday, I also decided to grab a bag of these wily Riesen chocolate-covered caramels.  Why?  The devil made me do it!  No, okay, seriously, I can keep caramels in our candy dish at home, and I honestly eat one or two, and I stop and forget all about them.  I learned that I cannot do this at work.  Maybe it’s because the bag was sitting on my desk, where I couldn’t ignore it.  Maybe I was bored and just looking for something to munch on.  Or maybe just the stress and aggravation of being at work kicked my munchies into overdrive.

I’ll just have two, then put the bag away.  That’s what I told myself.  I even believed it at the time.  Then I weaseled another one out of the bag. Then another….then another…yep, one more….you get the picture.  Let’s just say there were no caramels left to worry about putting into our candy dish at home!

I felt slightly sick.  No wonder, right?  Luckily the bags are small and don’t hold much, but I wanted to be honest and log it on my food diary.  Whoa!  Over 300 calories in just chocolate-covered, delectable, chewy, caramel-y goodness…no, I mean, empty and nutrition-less calories!  Yes, that’s what I meant to say.

I was very disappointed in myself.  Why did I buy the damn things to start with?  Ugh.  Well, lesson learned.  I won’t keep sweet snacks at work or at home, since I am a quivering, spineless pushover with them.

My penance was a 50-minute step aerobics workout after workout.  Hopefully that burned off some of those extra calories!

Bye Bye, 200’s!

This past week, I added more running workouts and cracked open my Get Ripped strength training DVD’s.  I must have done something right: I weighed in on Saturday for a 4 pound loss!  I was surprised.  I know my weight loss will slow down soon, but for now, I will gladly take it and be quite happy about it.

Better yet, I weighed in at 198.4.  What’s the significance of that?  Well, you may have noticed that I am no longer over 200 pounds.  If you didn’t notice, then let me repeat that: I am no longer over 200 pounds! I have not been under 200 pounds in over a year.

Last year for my birthday, my fiance got me a beautiful white top with a floral print (sounds old-lady-ish, but truly, it’s not).  It has fluttery sleeves and even some sparkle to it.  It has sat, folded neatly, on my closet shelf for nearly a year because it didn’t fit.  This past weekend, I wore it when my fiance, the kids, and I went out to dinner.  I felt like a superstar.  It was amazing to finally be able to wear it.

It might be wishful thinking, but I swore, as I was getting ready for work this morning, that my face looks slimmer.  No one has said anything yet about my weight loss, but I fully intend for it to be hard not to notice very soon!

Weigh In: Down 4 Pounds!

Last week, I was disappointed that I lost only one pound.  Yeah, yeah, I know you’re not supposed to say “only one pound”, that every loss is a good loss, blah blah.  That’s a nice thought, and of course it’s better than a gain, but after a full week of watching what I eat and forcing myself to exercise, I get a bit ticked if all I have to show for it is one lousy pound.

So I decided to do all I could do to have a better weigh-in.  I pulled out workout DVD’s I haven’t done in a while because they are kind of tough.  I got back to running, after taking a short break after reaching my Viking Challenge goal.  I was super strict with logging my food.

Did it pay off?  Well, I stepped onto the scale this past Saturday to a 4 pound loss!  Now that’s more like it!

I have lost a total of 15 pounds now.  My fiance lost 2 pounds this past week, and he has lost a total of 13 pounds.  He was joking around about losing more than me this week so he can be ahead again.

It’s been so much better doing this with him instead of on my own.  We encourage each other and whine to each other about being hungry and wanting a soda.  He goes for walks with me every now and then too but hates working out even more than I do.  We brag about our pants getting baggy.

The kids are excited about it too.  I heard one of them ask my fiance how his weight loss is going, and they check my workout log on the fridge and how many stars I have on the calendar (one star for each day that I work out).

I still have a long way to go, over 60 pounds.  That feels overwhelming, so I will just keep focusing on my goal of losing 2 pounds this week!

Every Day I’m Strugglin’…(Did You Sing That?)

This week has been a struggle!  All I want to do is eat, eat, eat.  Preferably high calorie, high fat, high sugar food, in the form of sweets and junk, everything that screams “diet fail”, washed down with buckets of soda.

I think the weekend threw me off.  We had a long, exhausting day on Saturday, attending of the kids’ events, and got up crazy early to be there since a 4 hour drive was involved.  Sunday I felt drained, and I didn’t work out.  It’s like the weekend carried over into the week, and I don’t want to do much else besides pig out and sleep.

I almost caved on Tuesday.  I asked my fiance if he wanted to go out to dinner.  He was hesitant to commit, saying, “It’s up to you.”  He knows eating out is a danger zone for me.  We went out, and I was surprised when I couldn’t finish my meal.  It’s a meal I’ve ordered before and have always been able to finish every bite, lick my plate clean, but this time, I took about half of it home for lunch the next day.  So I could have done quite a bit of damage, but my body must be getting used to eating more normally and put the brakes on for me.

Almost forgot to report in on my weigh in.  I weighed in on Saturday and lost one pound.  A loss is good, of course, but I really expected more.  When I am working out each day, logging everything I eat and drink, it just feels like I should get more in return for my efforts.  I’m sure that is contributing to my “whatever” mood this week too.

My plan tonight is to do a workout DVD I haven’t done in a while.  It’s a pretty intense Get Ripped workout, alternating weights with step routines.  I’m sure I’ll have to modify some moves, but I feel the need to work up a good sweat and get back on track.

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