Lifesum

I recently started using this Lifesum app for tracking. Like I said in an earlier post, this is the time of year that I need something like that. Badly. I was using My Fitness Pal for a while, but honestly, I can’t stand the app. It’s boring and clinical, and I just can’t get excited about it. Sorry MFP.

So I downloaded Lifesum. There are a ton of great features on it. Plus, it’s bright happy colors, which is something I get REALLY excited about!

When you first go into it, it has a little wheel on top that shows how much you’ve eaten, burned, and what you have left. My intake is around 1800. When I punched in my age/weight/height and so one, I wasn’t expecting something so high. A lot of the time apps like this will give me 1400 calories. MFP did, I had manually change it to 1800. The fact that this one already put me at the 1800 I’ve been doing for a year now, makes me feel pretty optimistic.

One of my favorite features is that it gives you a recommended amount you should be eating for each meal. It gives you a calories range to hit for each meal. I’m a big planner. When I’m actually doing it, I like to break down my meals so I know what to hit (on average) for each meal. This kind of helps me stay on track with that.

BUT, if you’ve gone under or you’ve done exercise it’ll go ahead and remind you that you can eat more. That you should eat more to reach that goal for whatever meal it was. The app bases it on how much you’d like to lose a week. Mine is set for around 1.3 pounds a week. It’ll change my intakes based on that. Rather than “oh hey, you just lost 3 pounds this week KUDOS” it tries to keep you on track to only losing a certain amount of weight.

Now, of course, I’m not actually sure if that’s what it’s doing…but it seemed to make sense to me. So that is simply my assumption.

Anyways, originally for breakfast I plugged something in, and it’s remind me that “hey, that better not be all you’re eating!” So I finished plugging in the rest of my breakfast, and it then reminded me I was only 40-something under. With a nice little “GREAT JOB!” on it. But then I exercised, and it quickly went to bitch me out. Like “HEY, you’re now 196 under. EAT SOMETHING”

So, after eating and exercising, it’ll remind me that I still need to eat more if I want to stay on track to the 1.3 pounds per week. Which is pretty nifty. There are trackers for water intake as well. You can even take a little test in there to see which “diet” would suit your desires/needs. That one was a little iffy for me. Originally it recommended a 5:2 (eat 5 days:fast 2) which I’m 100% NOT for. So I just cancelled out the “diet plan.”

But there are some things I wish I could change on it. Some of the calorie amounts are off. A LOT.

For example…Hellman’s Lite Mayo – jar says 35 per TBS… Lifesum says 95 per TBS
BUT if you use the barcode scanner, they’re dead on for the ones I’ve tried.

It’d take more planning for me throughout the day (especially if I’m bringing my lunch to work with me).

I also like to track my measurements, this app allows me to track my waist. But anything above that, I need to pay for the premium. Which are on monthly amounts. Realistically, 6.99 a month isn’t bad. But I’m not going to pay for something I can do for free (you feel me?). So I actually have a separate app for that.

All-in-all it’s been working for me. I’ve only been using it since last month, so I’m sure I’ll find more things I like/dislike. But this is pretty much my first impressions of the app. We’ll see how that goes, I might do an update post one I get the hang of it more.

We’ll see.

Disclaimer: These thoughts are all my own. I am not being paid to give my opinion. Hell, Lifesum didn’t even ask… I just did it. So there.

Happy Halloween! Weigh-in Wednesday

So. Yesterday was Halloween. For those of you who know me, know that Halloween is my favorite holiday in the whole world. I would happily skip my birthday for another Halloween. Hell, I would skip Christmas in favor of Halloween.

Something about the costumes, candy, Trick or Treating, the spooky feelings…really gets me in my “Happy Mode”

But, it’s over. Welcome, November 1st.

Happy White Rabbits Day!

With November come my second favorite holiday. Thanksgiving!

I’m a self proclaimed Chubby lady who loves food.

That couldn’t be more obvious if I tried.

Although, this is also one of my least favorite times of the year. It’s when everyone brings food to everything.

And it’s not the light summer food. It’s the hearty-bake-sugar-fatty-carboload food.

And there are numerous opportunities for that.

Work functions. Family functions. It’s cold so I want to eat chili (always and forever) functions.

This time of year makes me really nervous. Because I know my self control is nowhere near where it needs to be. This is usually the time of year where I do the most of my yo-yoing. If I had made a graph of my weight loss in the past years, you’d see a definite upwards trend this time of year.

I always start off this time of year with a clear mind. Knowing that I need to be careful and watch what I’m doing. It’s always a test of restraint.

There’s something about snowfall from November to April (welcome to Michigan!) that makes hearty meals, pajamas, and bad food choices come to light. Which of course always means, that on April fools day 2018, I’ll be wondering if my scale is being a jerk and teasing me with a +6 gain.

But I have a plan, like I always do this time of year. The tricky part is actually just making sure I follow the plan. Even when I’m staring down pies, cakes, and the best winter mac and cheese you’ve ever seen in your life.

But until then, here’s a weigh in for you all.

Last weigh-in: 205.7
This weigh-in: 205.3
Lost: .4
Total lost from highest: 65.9

There we go. I’m still a little ways from WONDERLAND! (Do people even say that anymore?)

Fat Girls Guide to Losing Weight

Fat girl’s guide to losing weight.

Step One: Step on the scale and see 223.6 when just last week you weighed 224.2

Step Two: Marvel at the AMAZING .7 pound weight loss

Step Three: Get excited with giddiness because that’s almost a pound and you did practically nothing differently

Step Four: Realize that if you can lose a pound (we’re rounding up, not down! Suck it math teacher from middle school!) without doing anything, imagine how much you could lose actually trying

Step Five: Whip out a notebook and do the math (no calculator? Thanks math teacher from middle school!) to see how much you need to lose to hit your goal weight before your 10 year high school reunion, birthday, summer body, bridesmaid day (sorry, bride, I’m gonna be rocking in my MOH dress)

Step Six: Cringe, because even though you’re riding high on the “lost weight bitches” train, even YOU know that losing 3 pounds a week is super unhealthy.

Step Seven: Mope and pout that you’ll still be fat come those super life changing events

Step Eight: Pull yourself out of mopetown and poutville and decide that a year is farrrr more manageable, I already did a pound in a week!. And “hey! I’m strong independant woman! I can still rock that purfect MOH dress at my halfway point.

Step Nine: MOTIVATION MODE ACTIVATED

Step Ten: Scour Pinterest, weight loss bloggers (who have, admittedly, been in maintaing mode for the last six months), and Instagram.

Step Eleven: Pin, save, subscribe, follow, and RT anything that is remotely motivational. (Bonus points if it’s Harry Potter/Dr. Who/Walking Dead related)

Step Twelve: Write out a FULL list of meal plans, calorie counting, water intake, exercise plans

Step Thirteen: Immediately grab your waterbottle, dump that 3 inches of water that has been sitting it in for a good two months, wash out that weird “old water smell” and fill that bitch up. Grab some cottage cheese and apple slices for snack. Google low impact at home cardio (let’s face it, I know myself well enough to NOT pay for a gym membership right now…annnd those extra 80 pounds are going KILL my knees!)

Step Fourteen: Spend the next week being the worlds most perfect, “I should get my own sitcom,” Instagram ready, blog writing, weight loss guru.

Step Fifteen: Brace yourself, step on the scale, hold your breath, count to three. LOOK DOWN. .3 loss?

Step Sixteen: Temper tantrum ensues. *clears throat* ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME! I’VE BEEN AWESOME AND I LOST A MEASLY .3 POUNDS? mentally flips a table, rips off my $90 workout clothes and runs naked, screaming through the street

Step Seventeen: Take a deep breath, give yourself a pep talk in the mirror (“You is strong. You is beautiful, You is gonna smash the hell out of the damn scale!”) and scroll through your “Motivation!!! <3" board on pinterest. Hike up those leggings, and push through next week. Step Eighteen: Repeat until you’ve hit that magical -10 loss. Four months from now. Brag on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram…hell any social media platform ever created.

Step Nineteen: Weigh in day Month 5!!! Step on the scale, notice you’ve gained 2 pounds somehow? hellooo birthday cake

Step Nineteen: Repeat steps sixteen through eighteen until the end of time.

#truestory #amirite #thatinnermonologue

Freaking Frustrating

This losing weight business is so freaking frustrating.

It’s one of the harder things to do in life.

And this is coming from someone who has carried a child…twice… for 9 months.
Someone who wrote a freaking novel
Someone who has MASTERED THE ART OF SUDUKO IN SCHEDULING FORM (ok, that last one is a stretch)

But for real.

The idea of losing weight for me has always been that it’s pretty easy. Realistically, the idea of it is.

Eat less.
Drink more water.
Move more.

Yay! Weight loss!

Eat Less
Yes, it’s easy to eat less. But for fucks sake, it’s fall. Which means PUMPKIN EVERYTHING. I’ll totally admit I’m one of those girls who turn into a pumpkin come September. Because ALL THINGS PUMPKIN. In the last month I have had more than my fair share of pumpkin lattes, pumpkin rolls, pumpkin pie, pumpkin cookies, and pumpkin cupcakes. And we’re barely one month in. Ohmylanta.

The job I have makes it all too easy to have “lunch meetings” with my supervisor and our team. But for cheese and rice, that means “Let’s get out of here, I’m hangry” is a term that’s said a lot. Or $5 on pizza for our weekly meetings? Or hitting up Wendy’s or A&W or Burger King? And of course… Chubby Nicole is all over that. Though, the last time I had actually just eaten the lunch I packed (spinach wrap with turkey, spinach, mushroom, and deliciousness) before she showed up growling “Fooooood, nowwwww.” So I just sat like a creeper while they ate.

Disclaimer part A: No, my boss didn’t actually sound like that (or did she???).
Disclaimer part B: Had she stopped by 10 minutes earlier, that poor little wrap would have been long since forgotten as I plowed through my Baconator. Just sayin

Drink More Water
I love water. Generally drinking more water isn’t a hard thing for me to do. Especially considering the fact that I have about four different water bottles I use for this. But if you remember one of my last posts I have a hugeslight issue with caffeine. As in coffee. As in I drink mostly coffee. Which, back when I wrote that post I was dealing with a pretty nasty headache due to a lack of coffee…so I decided I was going to swear off coffee. Want to know how that is coming along?

About like that. *She says as she fills her BRAND NEW Maruader’s Map 20oz glow-in-the-freaking-dark coffee mug to the brim with fresh coffee*

So, yes. I am drinking more water…but not less coffee. Which means I’m peeing all.the.time. But, hey. I’m at least drinking water right?

And last but not least…

Move More
How bout nah.
How am I supposed to exercise when I’m chasing two kids around, editing a novel, working 45-50 hours a week, and there is a VERY IMPORTANT SERIES I MUST CATCH UP ON NETFLIX?
A.k.a I’ve been using every excuse in the book to just not. Bad Nicole. Bad Nicole. I get it. Now, I’m still doing my bedtime yoga, and feeling pretty accomplished because my hips are not nearly as tight (after four freaking months). But other than that, my activity level is firmly set in the “sedentary” category.
Yep.

Yep.

So, anyways.

I can only imagine what my weigh-in is going to bring on Wednesday. Considering my last weight in was, ohhhh, seven weeks ago.

Can I convince myself that any weight gain is worth it? You know, because it’s PUMPKIN SPICE?????

No?

Ok then. I guess I should probably stop saying “weight loss is freaking frustrating” when in reality it’s “weight loss is freaking frustrating because I wanna eat everything, drink coffee, and do lots of sitting.”

Accurate.

GAINED – Weigh in Wednesday

As I’m sure you noticed, I was absent last week. I didn’t fall off the face of the Earth like I usually do. Promise.

Last week was crazy busy. Was downstate for two days for training for my job. Clocking in a ridiculous amount of hours for my work week, not including the hotel stay. Plus running errand when I had a chance. Plus getting ready for school shopping. Plus re-apply to college (yeah, you read that). And a half a million other things.

Along with a crazy busy week, came some crazy bad decisions.

Road trip food (a.k.a Fritos, Twizzlers, M&M with Almonds, and Arby’s…twice)
No attempts at any actual exercise on my part
Complete disregard to making healthy choices in general.

Yeah, it wasn’t the best week last week. And I obviously missed last weeks weigh in. I DID manage to weigh myself the morning before I headed downstate. But, there was hardly any time to actually write a post about it. So, I figured I’d just go ahead and group it all in in one little handy weigh in.

Last weigh in: 207.6
This weigh in: 208.2
Gained: .6 pounds
Total lost from highest: 63 pounds

Whomp whomp

Considering it was half a pound gained in two weeks, I can’t really complain too much. I’ve had moments where I’ve gained several pounds over the course of two weeks. So I’m not going to fret over it too much.

I’m actually being proactive this time around. Gained half a pound isn’t a big deal. Caught myself gaining half a pound, HUGE DEAL.

So rather than tucking my tail between my legs and using it as an excuse to scarf down whatever the hell I want to eat (she says as she guiltily hides a snack cake wrapper under her leg). I’m just going to push forward.

See, look at me go!

Growth and initiative!

Silver lining, right?