Weigh in day (NSV)

This morning was interesting. I’ve been waiting for this weigh in for DAYS. And this morning I had an rather abrubt hospital wake up call, so needless to say my weigh in got delayed until about 20 minutes ago. Poop.

But…on that note, if I could get a drumroll please….

Last week = 190.8
This week = 187.4
down 3.4 pounds!

Holy crap-a-pa-looza! I have no idea where these huge numbers are coming from. 3.2 last week and 3.4 this week. That’s awesome. Although I’m practically 100% certain it’s actually nothing more than a combination of being ill and no more bloating. But still, I’m thrilled.

I did a happy dance right on the scale (which was probably screaming “GET OFF OF ME”) I’m happy!!!!!

I only have to lose about 3 and a half pounds before I can get my -80 chip! I’ll be DOWN 80 pounds…. in 2 weeks. That’s what I’m shooting for.

So, after my minor breakdown yesterday with the whole lovehandles ordeal. And hitting this monument (I can call it that, it IS one to me) I wanted to throw out a moment of NSV.

I had always thought that NSV stood for “Non Sufficient Value” haha. Apparently here in the weight loss world, it stands for “Non Scale Victory” Victories in you weight loss that has nothing to do with the numbers on the scale.

And victories do I have,

I wanted to share (and remind myself) of the three NSV moments that literally had me in tears.

1. Goal Shorts.

Quite a while ago I had bought a pair of shorts from a thrift shop that were intentionally too small. And we’re talking SMALL. I couldn’t button them, and my thighs…. resembled sausages stuffed in too tiny casing.

An image I’m sure will be burned into your retina.


Oh yea..super bratwurst

I tried them on yesterday, and this is what I was greeted with.


w00t!

They are still tight in the waist…but come this summer, I’ll be strutting my stuff in SHORTS this summer for the first time in FOREVER!!!!!

2. Wearing size TEN jeans.

I literally cried in the dressing room when I tried them on!!!!!

And my number one NSV….

3. Landon’s Compliment.


I know I’m baised…but he’s a cutie!

My little man, 4 years old… looked at me not too long ago, patted my tummy and said “where’d your belly go, Mommy? You’re pretty.”

Lets have a collective awwwwwww moment.

So there you go. My three top NSV moments.

Tell me about your NSV!!!!

Weigh in Day (mmmm Coffee)

It’s ucky out. Yesterday is was Beautiful! The sun was shining, so pretty! The day before ucky. I find it funny that both days of my c25k had been crappy out…go figure.

It’s days like this that I want a hot hot hot latte. Yumm. This right here, is the perfect latte.

2 shots of espresso
skim milk with a nice layer of foam
a light dusting of cinnamon on top

Now, not to toot my own horn, but I make a pretty amazing latte (my cappuccinos are even better…and no a cappuccino does NOT come out of a little machine at the gas station. It’s literally nothing but espresso and foam)

Now. I’m a self-certified coffee junkie. I blame it on working at a coffee shop for two years.

I got pretty good at it…I even started learning latte art.


An attempt of a flower by yours truly

I know a little something something about lattes. And I love them! A pity they can cash in at 200 cals a pop 🙁

So, I want one. Something fierce. And I figured it was weather permitting to tell you about it.

But…on further note… I take my coffee black. Dark roast. No sugar or cream to mar the flavor. *sigh* I probably drink far too much coffee (I’m on my 4th cup and I’m sure there are more to come!)

So other than wanting a latte…

It’s been a pretty good week, I think. I’ve been eating really good, moving more, and I have been drinking a TON of water. But I have gotten my monthly visit (sorry lads) so I’m not entirely sure how accurate the scale reads. Of course.

Last week = 194
This week = 190.8
down 3.2 pounds!

I’m not too sure how that is possible, since I always bloat during my “time.” But I’m pretty ecstatic. I’ve been loosing a pound, gaining a pound for MONTHS. So it’s about time that I got back on track.

Trust me, I stepped on and off the scale about a million times.

But the awesome thing…I have all of .8 pounds until I hit that magical 189!!!!

I can’t wait! I did a little jig in the bathroom…. poor mirror had to witness some chunky naked dancing!!! But I don’t care.

I could sing!