Mindless Eating – Weigh in Wednesday

Getting back on track for the last few weeks of mindless eating, wild abandon for anything that was made out of ice cream or potatoes…was interesting to say the least.

I did a wee bit better with the not snacking because I’m bored/stressed/thirsty. I pulled a trick from my old playbook.

Drink some water, change up my tasks, take a second to stop…. am I still wanting something to eat? No? Well, whouda thought?

That’s the biggest problem with me and food.

I don’t really know how to describe it except that sometimes I mistake those little things as being hungry?

I know I don’t have the best relationship with food. Especially junk food. I’m a comfort eater. If I’m bored, I’ll go to the fridge. If I’m stressed, I want high carb kinda foods.

And we can all agree that I am stuck between some weird limbo of “always stressed or always bored.” There isn’t a middle ground for me.

So this last 10-ish days, I’ve really tried getting back on track with that.

Of course this wasn’t 100%. There is no way it could be 100%, I’m just not built like that. I’d love to just wake up one morning and be like “oh hey, this is easy!” But it’s not. So I chip away at it. And yeah, there were still some mindless moments of eating. I definitely didn’t hit any water goals. And my intake was all over the place.

But mentally, it helped. That focus I’d lost for those several weeks did have their shining moments where it was almost like my body remembered and was like “hold the ropes, lady, something’s off” and other moments where it was just “yeah, you have yogurt in the fridge, but you know what you really want? Cornbread.”

But it definitely helped.

Last weigh in: 200.8
This weigh in: 200.2
Total lost: .6
Total lost from highest: 64.6

Yeah, yeah… It’s not even a pound. But it’s half a pound. And, it’s moving forward, which I’m not complaining about one little bit.

Save The Date – Color Run

It’s here! It’s gonna happen! SAVE THE DATE! The Color Run!

The Color Run!

Now, I’ve been mentioning for years that I want to run participate in a 5k. Most recently (after a failed attempt at September 2018) back in January, I’d yet again decided that I was going to run a 5k.

You know how it goes. New Year motivation kicks in and you suddenly believe that you’re going to accomplish all the things that you had always wanted to. Then sometime during February you’re just all “bleeeegggghhh”

This year, though, I went ahead and signed up (again) for the newsletter for races that are coming to your town. Specifically The Color Run because if I’m going to be running anything at all, I need to at least have a modicum of fun in there. Capice?

And who wouldn’t have fun with having rainbow colored powder thrown all over the place, balloons, unicorn medals, and tutus?? (Granted, the tutu is just something I’m gonna do, because why not?!)

A few days ago I received THIS bad boy in my email!

I have a date. I have a location. Now I just have to register. And a partner (because we all know by now that if I don’t have someone who is going to do this with me, there’s a pretty large chance I’ll back out… and my partner in crime moved away to TEXAS – looking at you Krysti).

But those are minor details… alls I gotta do now is download a c25k app, and actually start…running… oh man.

Here’s to the next few months. Please motivation, don’t leave me yet!

I messed up…and moved on

Almost seven weeks later. I’d had the intention of keeping up some kind of consistency for writing, but go figure…didn’t go as far as I’d like. I would love to say that the last 7 weeks I’ve been able to solidly lose a pound a week, or hell, even say that I’ve lost 10 freaking pounds. Yeahhhh, I’m betting by reading that you’ve already guessed that wasn’t the case?

You guessed right.

Last weigh in 196.4
This weigh in: 200.8
Total gained: 3.6
Total lost from highest: 64

Listen, though… I went a little overboard for a while there.

Which included a little escapade that started with me ripping my pants, and ended with me saying “screw it” and getting a DOUBLE scoop ice cream AND cheese curds.


Seriously, why?

Now, there’s nothing really “bad” about the ice cream OR the cheese curds. I’d made some pretty good choices the entire week before then. I’d been nailing my water intake. I’d been being as active as my broken ass was letting me. It had been a really awesome week!

It was just not letting that be that moment that always ends up happening. 99% of the time I gain some weight. And this time was no different.

Except for one itty bitty detail.

I’d only gained three and a half pounds in 7 weeks. There was definitely some over eating, definitely some poor choices in the food department, many many lazy days… but I had my moment of “blegh” and I moved on.

That’s the point off all of this, right?

Learning from my mistakes? That’s all any of us can do.

Because, let’s face it… if losing weight was as easy as flipping a light switch and never having any small setbacks or going off course… I would have already gotten to where I’m heading. Right?

That’s all I can really say about it. Shining with optimism and being positive. I messed up, corrected it, and moved on. So I’m back up 3ish pounds, and I’ll survive it. This won’t be like moments I’d had on multiple occasions. I’m not going to beat myself up over three little pounds. I’m gonna pick up and move on.

That’s all I can do, right?

Well, that and keep chuckling that I legitimately ripped my pants.

Announcement: Late Weigh in Due to Broken Butt

Happy Wednesday, and that brings us to Weigh in Wednesday! I didn’t weigh myself last week because on the 2nd I slipped on the snow and broke my butt. I don’t know if I actually broke my tailbone, but it certainly felt like it. The bruise I had was magnificent, I could barely bend over without a shooting pain in the bottom of my spine and my hips, and sitting down – forget about it.

Considering that I’d actually lost some weight for that last weigh in, was pretty darned impressive. I took it very easy for the first 10 days or so. Then I’d made the mistake of trying to “push through the pain.” Whoever gave me that advice… it was horrible advice (totally was myself). Everything was fine and dandy until the 14th. I was taking it slow with just some yoga and pushing a bit further for walking. But I woke up and decided one day “You know, it’s a great day to try some cardio.

What on Earth was I thinking?!

Take someone who is already clumsy and sore, and then have her do some lunges. I somehow managed to slip, and guess who fell hard on her ass. Again.

Yeah, I was down and out for days. If I hadn’t broken my butt, in that moment I was certain that I had. The string of curse words that flew out of my mouth would have made a sailor blush. So, I put a halt on all exercise, I went to work and took it so easy.

My poor butt.

Within the last couple days, I’ve actually been doing some yoga that is super easy going on the butt department. I have done zero cardio. My walking has been abysmal (which is fine, because somehow I lost my FitBit, so I don’t have to see my itty bitty step count. Silver lining?)

Good news, I’m feeling better. I can get up and around without whimpering about my butt. I’m still taking it super easy though. A quick call to my doctor, and it’s a “you need to take it easy.”

So taking it easy is what I’m doing.

So, if you’ve heard enough about my broken butt. Here’s the weigh in for ya’ll

Last weigh in: 197.5
This weigh in: 196.4
Total lost: 1.1
Total lost from highest: 67.6

Look at that! Even with a broken butt (sorry, last time) I still managed to lose some weight! Boils down to about half a pound a week!

I’ll definitely take it!

And as it sits right now… the first 3 weeks of 2019 have all been losses!

First Weigh-in of the New Year

So here we are at the start of another year. Whew.

Just like reflecting back on how the New Year was to me (or rather, how I was to me this last year) I had to reflect how things went in the weight loss department…because, you know, weight loss blog and all.

First weigh in 2018: 211.2
Last weigh in 2018: 198.2
Total Lost: 13 pounds

So, this is one of those bittersweet moments, because on the plus side I ended the year weighing less that I started. On the “eh” side, I’d lost barely a pound a month (on average).

But this year, I’m determined to make more of an impact with this weight loss. I’m optimistic that the whole mindset I have for balance for this year, will help me make that progress.

This being a New Year most certainly isn’t going to make me into some exercise and nutrition “run forth and conquer” kind of person. I know, like everything else, motivation can fade as time goes by. I’ve just got to be persistent and more dedicated.

So, here we are, a New Year/New Start, the first weigh in of the new year!

Last weigh-in: 198.2
This weigh-in: 197.5
Total Lost: .7
Total lost from highest 66.5

Starting this year off strong! That’s the best thing about a New Year…the motivation it has! Bring it on mentality! But we’ll see how sustainable this is.

In this year, as an homage to my word of the year, I should be more mindful. Balance the food, water, movement…all that fun stuff.

A lot of yo-yoing went on last year. There was a point where I’d gained 8 pounds, lost that…gain 3-4…lose 7… it was a mess. I have no unrealistic thoughts that this year I’m not going to see some of that ping-pong weight loss. But I’m hoping I can be a touch more consistent when it comes to my physical health.

So, we’ll see what 2019 brings for my weight loss and health!

Cheers!