Snail’s pace – Weigh In Wednesday

I obviously missed last weeks weigh in. Busy weeks kind of have that effect on blogging schedule. But, good news, I didn’t disappear for 4 months, no did I?

Honestly, these last two weeks were a bit of a toss up. For a good part of the week, I felt like I had to have gained weight. Just felt bloated and icky. All around not good. That could have been a complete and utter lack of sleep I’ve got going on, or it could have been all the extra snack food we’ve had sitting around the house. Or it might even be my complete and utter lack of control.

But I’ve managed to compensate by walking more. I know, I know, walking more sounds like such a cop out. Especially to those of you who think the only things that count as exercise are anything that involves running, sit ups, squats, or some form of cross fit. But seriously, people walking counts towards a lot. I’ll get into that later.

My water intake definitely hasn’t been the best. My eating hasn’t been the best. Stress definitely makes it infinitely harder for me to lose weight, and the last two weeks have been super stressful for me lately.

But I still kept on keeping on.

Last weigh-in: 214.6
This weigh-in: 211.8
Lost: 2.8
Total lost from highest: 51.3

I’ll definitely take it.

It boils down to, just under, a pound and a half per week. Which I’m a-ok with.

I’ve lost a solid 4 pounds in the last 3 weeks.

It’s super slow, and doesn’t seem like much, but it’s progress that I’m happy with for now.

Cheers for 4 pounds down!

Sure, I probably could have done better. But that’s not the point, is it? Right now I’m just trying to get out of that yo-yo thing I’ve had going on the last few months. And I’m happy to say, that I did not yo-yo. I could have, easily. But I didn’t. For however short it has been, I’m happy!

Weeks of consecutive weight loss = THREE

Like a Yo Yo – Weigh in Monday?

Let’s just get right down into the nitty gritty. I’ve lost weight. Like a yo-yo. (Please sing that to the tune of Madonna’s Like A Virgin, I am.) Back and forth. Whatever. To top it off, it’s been a long time since my last post way back in the beginning of February. That’s rough.

Worse yet, it’s been even longer since my last weigh in.

My first weigh in of the New Year landed on the 3rd of January. We’re in April.

Can you guess what happened?

Yo-yo weight loss/gain.

Which is why I’m posting this on a Monday, not a Wednesday. Jump right in with both feet before I have two whole days to chicken out and fall back into not posting.

Now, this whole yo-yo thing sucks because there was a solid time frame there that I hadn’t done the whole yo-yo thing.

I get into these modes of motivation where nothing can stop me. And generally those pop up when I’ve stepped on the scale and noticed that I’ve gained a few pounds (try 10?). So I’d go through and fix everything, change everything, lose a ton of weight and be proud and happy. Then hit a wall and gain it back.

I’m sure you all know what I’m talking about. That little revolving door of weight loss.

So, here we go. A million weigh ins later.

Last weigh-in: 211.2
This weigh-in: 215.8
Gained: 4.6
Total lost from highest: 55.3

Gaining 4.6 pounds in 4 months might not seem like that big of deal. But the issue is that I kept gaining and losing. At one point I was ecstatic because I was sitting at 206. I was only 10 pounds over my pre-pregnancy weight. Then I stepped on the scale a few weeks later and saw I was at 218. And so on and so forth, and higher.

And that’s where I lost it.

Little bit will be turning 3 here in a few months. I’ve spent 3 years fighting/not fighting/fighting/not fighting the weight I gained. 3 years ago.

I got so close, and then blew it. Again

Awesome.

The other thing that hit me, April 6th put me at 6 months before my birthday. 6 months before I turn 29.

I’ve spent all of my 20s fighting my weight. Granted, I spent all of my teens worried about my weight. But I’d never thought in a million years that I would spent my ENTIRE twenties worried about my weight. I don’t want to be sitting at 35 like “Oh hey, 15 years later and I’ve FINALLY done it!” That might sound ridiculous, but I’m already so torn about being so close to thirty. I don’t want to be torn about being thirty and fat.

Make sense?

Anyways, I wish I could blame ignorance and say things like “I don’t know what happened? I have been doing so good!” or “It must be that I’m bloated, or [fill in the blanks]”

But I know why.

Laziness. Over eating. Poor eating habits. Practically nothing as far as water intake goes. Not pre-planning meals. Sedentary life style.

Sure, I can blame it on being winter (still). Something about (still) having snow in April makes me want to eat carbs and junkie stuff all day every day.

But that’s kind of a cop out.

Winter or not, there is no reason for me not to be doing more. Doing what I know I need to do.

And a good part of it is making excuses for myself.

Silver lining, I’ve actually lost those 4.6 pounds in the last 10 days. I’m pretty set in thinking that is probably just water weight, but hey. At least it’s something? EDIT So, I’ve realized that the 4.6 pounds was most definitely lost since my last weigh in. The 4.6 (which certainly wasn’t 4.6, more like 3.2) pounds was within that last time I weighed myself at home, not for a blog post. So for the sake of clarity, and my sanity…I’m making that edit. I’d gained 4.6 pounds since my last official blog weigh-in… my 6am coffee brain was confused with all the numbers.

Anyways, moving on…

Got that motivation bug again, and I’m not going to naively sit here and insist that this time will be different. That I’m going to keep on keeping on until the weight is off. If I’ve learned anything from this SIX year journey (gag) it’s that making promises adds some unneeded pressure. Amirite?

But I know I’m slacking in some things, I always know that I’m slacking in some things. But I’ve been trying incredibly hard to get back on track and stop the yo-yo cycle. I’ve been really trying some new things, and we’ll see if they work!

And for sake of getting off the Yo-yo routine…

Weeks of consecutive weight loss = ONE ZERO

Happy New Year! Weigh in Wednesday

Happy New Year!

I hope your holiday season was amazing! Between Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years, it was a busy last two months.

My New Years Eve was spent having a phenomenal spread of New Years Eve treats, and champagne, and a rocking sequinned dress! Toasting to 2018, watching the ball drop, smootching away when 2018 hit. It was amazing.

Who am I kidding!?

I was in my pajamas, fast asleep. Because I’m that kind of person.

But it’s the New Year. A brand new year to think things through! Um, yay?

Anywhoits, I’m going to jump right into the New Year with a weigh-in! How appropriate?!

My last weigh in I’d gained a whopping 8 pounds. 8 whole pounds of weight gain. What the ever loving crap. But, it knocked some sense into me. I can’t talk about wanting to make a plan, about being serious about losing weight, and then gain 8 pounds. Phew.

Pulled up my big girl pants, and had to focus on some stuff.

Last weigh-in: 213.6
This weigh-in: 211.2
Lost: 2.3
Total lost from highest: 59.9

But I’ll take that 2 pound loss! Absolutely!

What’s kind of less happy to think about is my first weigh in in 2017. Back in July. I’d proclaimed to the world that I’d lost 25 pounds! I was super proud of myself!

I’d started back to blogging with a weigh in I was happy to post about. I was weighing in at 212.3, down from 237.5!

In the last 5 months, I’ve lost actually lost 1.1 pounds.

Can we say EW?

But we’re moving on. It’s a NEW YEAR, and focusing on that isn’t going to do me any favors. Looking to the future and getting going! I don’t want to look back on this year and see the same kinds of things. Ultimate goal is to get to my goal weight before I’m 30. I’m just under two years away. If I can get there sooner, awesome. But I’m taking it one month at a time. Being positive, and working towards it.

Happy Fall! (Weigh In day)

Happy first day of fall, everyone!

Autumn is my favorite season, hands down. It’s dry, cool, and smells pretty darned amazing. Tis the season of hoodies, leaves changing, cooperative hair, cider, pumpkin spiced everything, and HALLOWEEN! Seriously, I can’t wait. My birthday is also two weeks from today!

So needless to say I was feeling pretty optimistic about today, granted that has nothing really to do with my weight at all. But it’s hard to not feel good on one of the best days of the year. I get more excited about fall than I do Christmas.

This past week I’ve really been trying hard. Making sure that I’m eating well (nooo, Reese’s Pumpkins aren’t a breakfast food) and drinking more water. So fingers crossed I did better than last week.

Last weigh in: 239
This weigh in: 237.5
Total lost: 1.5

Let me sing from the rooftops for a moment!

Sure, 1.5 pounds doesn’t seem like that much. But I’m thrilled. I haven’t been actively trying to lose weight in well over a year. So to have anything lost, right off the rip, makes me feel amazing! Sure the happiness kind of dwindles down a bit when I remember the 6 pound gain from last week, but who cares? I’ve decided I’m not going to.

Success. Progress! At this point, any number that isn’t going up is a reason to celebrate! At least it is for me.

Makes me want to do a little jig. Hey, maybe I will.

I’m just going to sit here dancing in my seat and patting myself on the back. 1.5 pounds down and 72.5 to go!

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Whomp Whomp (Weigh in Wednesday)

Ahhh, weigh in day. I’m just going to get right out there with it.

Last Week: 232.3
Today: 239
Total GAINED:6.7lbs

Whomp whomp

This is kind of why I didn’t want to weigh myself. Dang it.

But to be completely frank, I can’t be too surprised. I’ve upped my water intake quite a bit, and I’ve been doing basic (easy) work outs, and I’ve been watching how much I’m eating and all that. Which should be a good indicator of “you’re gonna lose something.”

But come on, there is no other way to gain nearly 7 pounds in a week unless I’m eating an obscene amount. And even then, I’d have to eat some more. Don’t get me wrong, I gain weight fairly easy. I can look at a plate of nachos and my thighs explode.

But I’ve been doing a pretty good job. Sticking close to my calorie goals, moving and being active. So I’m chalking this up to either water weight or my body going “WHAT THE HECK, NICOLE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!” My gut enjoys being larger than life. My thighs live to be jiggly and soft. Unfortunately for them, I don’t agree.

While the number definitely bothers me, I can’t put too much stock into it. Knowing all the good-for-me changes I’m making, I can’t be upset about the number. While I’d love to see the scale go down, I actually feel pretty great after the last week or so, excluding this cold that is lingering.

I’ve slept better, I’m not as groggy, I’ve only gotten two headaches this past week (compared to nearly daily) which is all awesome. Which I’ll bet it’s from not sitting around muching all day and being properly hydrated.

Of course I don’t feel 800% better than I usually do. It’s still enough of a change to notice it. And if I feel that much better after a week, then I know my body is responding positively to the change. Fat cells, not so much. Water weight, not so much.

So, I just need to push through. That doesn’t mean I’m going to cut even more calories or exercise all my food away because I’m “desperate” to lose weight. But I’m definitely going to wait this out, sticking with what I’ve been doing the last week, and see where that gets me.

I’m proud of getting back on the wagon, and eating better, and actually moving. I know I’m doing a good job, and I’m not going to let the darned scale get me down. #preach

How many of you have noticed a large gain after a fairly good week?

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