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Apr 19 2012
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This and That

So, a little content for my readers (In hopes that you won’t notice I have yet to post my Search for a Gym Part 2 article).

First of all, WELCOME!  There have been SO MANY new visitors from the Prior Fat Girl blog site.  ‘Tis true, I did not win a spot as a blogger on that site, but knowing I have so many supporters (and votes!) is a great consolation prize.  I hope I can deliver on all of your expectations.  Yesterday was the biggest day my little blog has ever had :)

Regarding my perfection post of last week, le sigh.  I have not been perfect.  I haven’t been terrible – I’ve been working out a lot, despite some hip issues.  I AM working around the hip pain for the moment, but I will see the doctor today and confirm it is nothing serious.  I did talk to a nurse friend of mine (she happens to be a doctor of nursing, and a former bone nurse (the term is escaping me)) who thinks it is a hip sprain or just general strain.

I have continued in my search for a gym, taking full advantage of trial memberships and such, just to make an informed decision.  Lifetime Fitness – oh my!  So many options, such quality machines and classes.  And the hot tub, steam room, etc.  Why is it 8 miles away?

I will be back soon with news about my hip and my fun little Gym spreadsheet!  Promise.

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Apr 10 2012
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Shoot for the Moon

“Shoot for the moon.  Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.”  -Brian Littrell

It is completely possible you have seen this quote on a magnet at a cutesy gift shop.  Anyway, this quote has really been swirling around in my head quite a bit lately as I have contemplated the idea of perfect eating and activity.  It is no secret I have half-assed it (admittedly) at times in the past nine months.  I’ve had plateaus and so-called set-backs.  I’ve gained weight when my goal is obviously to lose it. My most unsuccessful weeks are the unfocused, whiney and feeling-sorry-for-myself because of the enormity of losing 100+ pounds weeks.

My best weeks are focused.  Well-planned.  Full of activity and vegetables, lacking in food cooked out of the home.

“Shoot for the moon.  Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.”  Perfection for me is the moon, but since I haven’t been shooting for it, I’m landing – nowhere.  No stars.  Well, maybe not NOWHERE, per se (I HAVE lost weight).  But this has me asking – where WOULD I land if I shot for perfection?

The idea of perfection has overwhelmed me for some time.  I have really been thinking of what it means I will need to give-up, rather than what it means I will take on.  It is completely possible I will learn even more healthy eating and activity habits. Will I always be perfect?  Much to my chagrin, likely not. BUT, I don’t want to be so forgiving with myself when I do fall off course.

As part of this effort (starting Monday Tuesday), I will also be aiming for a three-pound-per-week weight loss.  “GASP!” I hear?  Yes, it is drastic.  But again, it comes down to shooting for the moon.  If I shoot for 3lbs (based on healthy eating and increased activity), imagine what might happen on the scale.

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Jan 04 2012
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Slow Goin’

Indeed.  It is slow goin’ in camp single digit.  It comes down to what I’ve said several times before – I can’t half-ass it.  I can’t put in just a little effort.  For me, cutting back, eating a little bit better, and not exercising doesn’t do my body good. In fact, those three things have zero effect on me.  I simply seem to maintain with these activities.

Watch out, because I’m about to whine.

Why?  Why does my body behave like this?  I KNOW I’m eating better than I did 6 months ago.  And yet, I’m just maintaining, not losing.  I guess before I was GAINING, so I guess net-zero is better than gaining.  But why do little cuts not work.  It’s so annoying. SO. ANNOYING.

I know ya’ll… I KNOW I’m hard on myself.  I look at the approximate 15 lbs I’ve lost and I think that it took me 6 months to do it.  SIX WHOLE MONTHS.  I am not knocking my progress, but if this all amounts to 30 lbs per year, that frustrates me.

I’ve said it before and I have to remind myself – losing this weight is going to take everything I have in me.  I cannot half-ass it (because it clearly doesn’t work).  I need to be on the ball all the time, apparently.  It’s a little intimidating to think there is no wiggle room, ever.  Taking my eye off the prize just slows me down.  And this frustrates me.  It really, really does.

The silver lining: Boot camp starts back up on January 9th!  AND, Tennis match play this Sunday! :)   Tennis lessons pick up Monday, and league play starts February 11th!  That’s three exclamation points right there :)   I want to be an active person – I do.  And boot camp and tennis are activities I love.  Granted, I have a hard time getting excited about the treadmill (who doesn’t), I would rather work out than control my food.  That’s a topic for another day, though.  At the end of the day, I have to manage both, and food is forever my larger struggle.

On another positive note – not drinking soda is going remarkably well.  This will be one new years resolution to stick :)

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Dec 01 2011
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Do. Do, do, do.

It’s slow-going in camp single-digit-denim.  Last I reported, I’d lost about 14 lbs.  I should probably know it down to the two-tenths-of-a-pound, but when you weigh over 200, two-tenths feels like pocket change, honestly.

The thing is, my weight changes DRASTICALLY day to day.  I don’t know how it works for skinny girls, but from Monday to Tuesday, my weight can fluctuate by as much as 6 lbs.  I KNOW “they” say you shouldn’t weigh every single day, but I do.  I think they say that to teens so they don’t develop eating disorders.  Truth is, had I forced myself to step on a scale daily starting in college, I’d probably be about 80 lbs lighter.  I would have seen the numbers creeping and would have changed it then. (And honestly, knowing your weight is like knowing your bank account balance…)

I put on weight rather obliviously.  I don’t really remember thinking “Op! I’m a size up this time!”  I don’t even remember the moment when I could no longer shop at the “regular” store.  Why didn’t anyone say anything?  There were signs for myself – all over the place!  (Ok, that’s not fair – my mother did say stuff, but for some reason we dismiss our mothers).

Granted I’m no closer to getting married today than I was when I was say, six, I’d actually thought about how I’d be a fat bride.  I thought about what dress cuts flatter short stocky girls.  How pathetic is that?  Even when i was single+fat, I saw myself fat for life (or fat till ‘I do’ at least).

The truth is I fell ever so slightly from the wagon in the past week.  I think three and a half days off at Thanksgiving had a role.  I have been more tired since waking up early (ahem, for workouts I’ve been skipping sporadically).  Work has picked up a tad.  All reasons, but all excuses.  I have boot camp tomorrow morning and literally thought an hour ago, “Maybe I’ll start next week off fresh and just not go tomorrow.”

No.  No no no.  It re-starts NOW.  Now now now.  As of this morning, I’m at 13 lbs lost.  My corduroys’s were hanging off of me yesterday.  The new jeans I bought last week fit like a glove and I love that feeling every time I zip the fly.  I need more of THOSE moments.  I need more of those empowering moments when boot camp ends with a “bring it in.”  I know all the things I need and must do.  Now it’s time to do.  Do do do.

I keep reminding myself that if I can just do this, I can do anything.  “Recovering” from weight gain will be one of the most difficult things I do in my life, and overcoming it will be the most inspirational.

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