Off Track

I am way off track. Ever since the serious construction started on the house, I have had an extremely difficult time getting used to the new way of eating. It's all about the frozen food, very little fresh since there's no where to wash let alone chop it up. It's not just the inconvenience of the whole situation that's pushed me back to my old eating habits, it's the stress of the displacement, the piles of clutter, and the constant feeling that the walls are closing in.

The new kitchen is such a huge welcome change to our lives, but getting there has been tough on my diet. I have gained one pound back since the construction, and so have lost only 10 pounds since I started. I have 25 more to lose, and don't know if it's possible for me to stick with a solid diet in these circumstances!

I need motivation, bad. On top of all of this, the diet group hasn't been meeting regularly since my house is thrashed, and people are getting busier in their own lives. I need some serious motivation!

Summer is coming, and I want to feel very at home in tank tops and sundresses!

Week Three Weigh-In

Well, week three was kind of a bust. Everyone is getting busy with their own lives on Friday mornings, and since I had the surgery in SD and my house is a thrashed mess, I wasn't able to host the get-together. I still lost two pounds this week, so I am over the 10 pound hump! It's thrilling!

I am expecting to plateau at some point. It seems like that has to be coming, and this is always the hardest time to keep going. I like seeing the weight come off on that scale! I have to admit, I was pretty surprised to lose that much weight this week, since I really didn't manage my eating very well. The stress of all this displacement in the house, plus J.D.'s upcoming surgery proved to cause a little more snacking on my part. It's also a lot tougher to cook healthy without a sink, stove, and oven. It's tougher to make veggies, and I usually end up heating up something in the microwave, like frozen meals. No matter, I am determined! I am going to keep going! I have about 20 more pounds to go, and I now see that I really can do it!

Week Three Weigh-In

So this week's weigh-in was a little different. Poor N threw out her back. H had a sick baby at home. A had to wait at her house for a furniture delivery, and HJ was out of town. AH had a meeting at school, so only L and K came to weigh in. We didn't even have time to visit, everyone had a busy day in front of them. So, even though the weigh-in was a little unfair, I still won! I lost 3.2 pounds this week, for a total weight loss of a little over 9 pounds! I am so thrilled and feel totally motivated to keep going. The funny thing is, tonight I kind of wanted a snack, but all my food is outside in boxes and bags due to this kitchen remodel, so I didn't eat anything. I'm going to keep this going!

Week Two Weigh-In

Ok, week two wasn't as successful for me as week one, but beggars can't be choosers, right? I lost 1.8 pounds, which is an average amount of weight loss per week. I was hoping for at least two, but oh well. Auntie A was the big winner this week, and walked away with a prize of a manicure thanks to our previous week's winner, Kim. Hopefully, I am on a major roll, and am going to be the big winner next week!

Week One Weigh-In

I was secretly fully confident that I would be this week's big winner. I mean, I never told anyone that I felt this way, I just believed it would be me, since I worked the hardest, ate the least, and exercised the most. Well, apparently, some people chose to work out more than one day this week. And some people watched their calories a little closer. And some people just plain got sick. The big winner this week was K.W., not little old me. But really, I can't complain too much, I lost 4.5 pounds in one week! That's crazy for me, I mean, usually I lose about 2 pounds in 2 weeks, and then totally get unmotivated, shout out a curse word and make a bee-line for the ice cream aisle at Wal-Mart. I love the ice cream aisle at Wal-Mart. So many flavors, so many choices. Ok, this is not good for me.

Anyway, I am pretty thrilled with myself. I stuck to the food diary, even on the sleepless nights with sick little G. I only had to order out one time, and that was at Subway, which is pretty full-proof. I had a good week. I do, however, need to squeeze in more exercise. I only walked once, and man, was I proud of those 43 minutes, or what?! For me, exercise is the key to looking and feeling better. Tomorrow starts the beginning of another week, and I can't wait.

Walking Buddies

I am lucky enough to have two great walking buddies. They are almost always eager and available to go for walks with me (except when they get sick, which is quite often), they point out important things, like dogs and horses, along the way, and they only cry or complain if the other one is bothering them. Sometimes they fall asleep on the walk, which is nice, and sometimes the sun gets in their eyes, and they definitely don't like that. Once in a while, they'll want to get out and actually walk, which is not ok, but we just quickly turn around and journey back home so they can run around safely.



The twins LOVE to get out and have adventures in the great outdoors. They are up for just about anything. One of the main problems we have now is classic sibling behavior, that is pretty much unstoppable in a double stroller. J.D. will grab G's sleeve, or touch her knee, or grab her hand, just to annoy her. G will scream and cry and lurch, as if she has been burned with hot coals. J.D. loves a performance. He keeps ahold of that sleeve like it's his mission in life, until I have to come around and pry his little fingers loose, tell him "No, no," and then the walk continues. I think it's just one of those things with the twins that's just starting now, and will continue on for the next 18 years.

This is the day before J.D. was diagnosed with another double ear infection. He looks totally out of it, doesn't he? Anyway, he seemed to enjoy the walk, and only grabbed G once. Apparently he only had the energy for a single terrorist attack that morning. Poor little guy.

G loves the adventure, she's like, "let's go mom!!" She did end up breaking one of the straps in the stroller on this trip, but no matter, she stayed put and successfully pointed out every dog and horse along the way. These are pretty perfect walking buddies, in my opinion!

Day Five - It's All About the Veggies

I know I'm only five days in, but I am so proud of myself! I refuse to set one single toe on that scale in fear that if my weight hasn't budged, I'll be too discouraged to continue. That has happened before. I still haven't been able to fit in any excercise since I was totally homebound today.

I did, however, do fantastically well on my diet. I ate a ton of vegetables, drank a huge amount of water, and feel great today at the end of the day. I made a steak, mushroom, and onion stir fry for dinner as well as a spinach salad with onions and a little feta cheese. I even earned a little Skinny Cow ice cream bar after dinner. Oh, how delicious light ice cream dipped in chocolate tastes when I know it is fully deserved and it's the only dessert I've had all day. Well, it would have been more delicious if the babies and my second born hadn't been crying and whining for a bite. There is no way I was giving them a bite. No way Jose.

I enter every little bite of food into my food diary online, which is the coolest tool. Here's the link: http://www.myfooddiary.com/

I'm on a roll, and I love it!!!