I meant to mention that I posted some new pictures. They were taken when I’d lost 20 and 51 lbs, respectively.
New Boobs April 28, 2009
“With a chill of foreboding, Tara approached the store front building. She knew this was going to be bad. She could feel it in the very marrow of her bones. She reached for the handle and heard the words she’d been dreading all day….. ‘Welcome to Weight Watchers!’ She flinched and convinced herself not to run. The time had come to face…..THE SCALE!”
Seriously though, the weigh in this week went pretty much exactly as I expected. I walked in there thinking that as long as I only went up 2 lbs or so, everything was cool. I went up 2.2 lbs, which is exactly in line with what I was thinking. I still lost 6 lbs over the course of two weeks, which is awesome and I’m still really happy with my progress so far. The stupid stomach flu of doom has not thrown me off track.
Moving along, I have something to confess. I have giant boobs!
It’s not so readily apparent when you meet me, although I certainly won’t strike you as a pancake, but my fat sort of allows you not to notice quite how large my chest actually is. I have also been wearing the wrong bra size, which is apparently something of an epidemic these days.
I went to a fancy bra store on Saturday because I needed a sports bra. I was kinda (kinda) ok with jogging on the treadmill with my arms crossed over my chest because I don’t tend to attempt that kind of activity level for longer than one minute at a time (I’m working up to being a runner, ok? Don’t laugh) and I’m looking stupid in the comfort of my own home. However, Zumba turned out to be, ahem, bouncier than I had anticipated and I realized that I shouldn’t knock out one of my classmates with a nunga-nunga (it’s not good manners).
Off to bra shop it was!
First, let me explain how much I hate bra shopping. I hate it! I loathe it! I despise it! I will wear bras until they’re being held together with duct tape (true story) and the under wire is but a distant memory. It always makes me hot and vaguely uncomfortable, cause I figure some stores have cameras IN their dressing rooms and my nipples are shy around strangers.
Anyway, I went shopping and it was surprisingly painfree. The girl was super nice while she was measuring me and she was very patient as I tried on bra after bra after bra (twelve in total) until I found the one I loved liked. It turns out that I’ve been buying the band size too big and the cup size too small, because even though I’ve lost a bunch of weight, I went UP one cup size from the last time I bought bras! I comforted myself with the knowledge that I went DOWN six inches in band size (although I think I might be deluding myself with how much of that was weight loss and how much was my ass-hatted inability to size myself correctly).
The bra was expensive but I jogged while wearing it today and I’ve decided it was worth every freaking penny. I can jog with my head up and my arms pumping at my sides! I am no longer the Hunchback-of-Notre-Dame-on-a-Treadmill (for yes, children, I do think that’s what the villagers would call me)!
Pele Merengue April 24, 2009
Zumba=Awesome, just so you know.
I had the BEST time on Wednesday night. As I mentioned, I’ve been getting kinda bored with the treadmill. I was sick of staring at a wall and walking miles to nowhere and so I signed up for a Zumba class at a local dance academy.
I love it. The first class was great for beginners, the instructor was really easy to understand and she went over the steps very slowly and patiently to make sure everyone got them. The music was loud and fun to dance to and it was great to be able to HAVE FUN while still sweating my face off.
The instructor warned us that the first 2-3 classes are slightly less intense as she has to make sure everyone can follow along before she ramps it up. I’m kinda glad it’s going to get harder because there were breaks in between each song for her to show the moves and those breaks allowed my heart rate to slow down. I was still hot and sweaty at the end, but unlike my friends who went with me, I wasn’t tired or out of breathe.
I don’t want to brag or anything (yes I do, I just don’t want to do it out loud where anyone might hear me), but even though I’m still really fat, I am totally in better shape than the two small friends I went with! They were huffing and puffing and looking DONE at the end and I felt fine. Likewise, while they have both reported feeling sore today and yesterday, I feel great!
Looks like my time on the treadmill was well spent!
After All These Years April 21, 2009
I’m going to make this short and sweet because I have the stomach flu and sitting in this chair is making me think about food, which is making me want to vomit. Again.
I sneaked out of the house (in my family it’s verboten to leave the house if you’ve called in sick to work) to go to my weigh in. I discovered that I’ve lost 8.2 lbs this week. If I believed that, I would be dancing on the moon. I don’t believe it though. I’m sure it’s due to the fact that I haven’t eaten since dinner last night and I’ve spent most of the night dehydrating myself via the toilet (gross, I know, but I’m not the only weight loss blogger who talks about poop so let’s just move on, shall we?).
I’m just going to enjoy being in the 260’s this week, it’s the same weight I was when I quit Weight Watchers more than four years ago. That’s right, I gained almost 60 lbs in four years. Just goes to show what going from a retail job (running around, standing all day) to an office job (sitting still, doing nothing physical) can do. I’m sure next week will be a bit of a gain, but I’m ok with that.
Dance, Dance April 17, 2009
I think I’ve figured out an answer to my fitness dilemma! It was really easy to solve once I actually decided it was a real problem and not something I could just get over.
I’m bored with walking in one place, staring at a wall. I’m really not into taking it to the streets with my walking and my neighbourhood isn’t really the best for it anyway (too full of children for my liking, the little beasts).
I decided the best way to combat exercise fatigue was to break it up and do something new! So! I signed up for a Zumba class!
I’m not normally a fitness class kinda person, but this one actually looks like fun! Plus, I mentioned to one of my coworkers that I wanted to do this and she said that she would join with me! I have absolutely NO rhythm and even less coordination, but who cares?! This is going to be a (hopefully) fun way to pass an evening every week and it gets me off the treadmill for that day WITHOUT missing a cardio session! It’s really win/win! (You must be able to sense my enthusiasm for this by how many exclamation marks I’m using!)
I signed up for the ten week session and I already paid my money, so there’s no backing out now! Every Wednesday night at 8:30 pm I will be shaking my (ample) hips to latin music at a local community centre. I’ll let you know how it goes!
Middle of the Road April 14, 2009
I had my weigh in today and I lost 1.8 lbs over two weeks. I’m content with that number. I did my best while I was away and met my goal of not GAINING weight while I on vacation/covering someone else’s vacation. I know that part of the smaller weight loss is that while I was away for work, I only used the treadmill once. And since I’ve been back, I’ve been on hiatus from the exercise portion of my lifestyle change.
Why, you ask? Cause I’m kinda bored with it. I’m tired of walking in place, staring at a wall in my basement. It’s not the challenge it used to be and I just kinda got sick of doing it. I decided that I could have Easter weekend off and start back after tonight’s weigh in, so tomorrow morning bright and early, I’ll be busting my butt on the treadmill! I’m so excited I can barely stand it (insert eyeroll here)!
This weekend I’m shopping for a bike, so hopefully my cardio can start taking place outside and while riding around.
Glad It’s Over April 10, 2009
I’m home at long last! Whew.
I had been dreading last week. Ever since I knew I was going away for work, I was nervous and on edge. Being out of my routine is never a good thing for me, I depend on some stability to keep my focus and drive.
So this is how it all went down:
The road trip from hell (snow, giant tractor trailers, road closures) over the weekend was great. I made myself lots of chicken sandwiches on light bread and took plenty of low-cal snacks (fruit, veggies, Crispy Minis). I ate great and didn’t feel deprived or guilty for any of the eating in the car. Score: 1/1.
Monday and Tuesday were also fantastic. I shopped at the grocery store and had oatmeal and citrus fruit (mandarin oranges really are gifts from the gods) for breakfast, Smart Ones frozen meals, granola bars, fruit and veggies for lunch and then Subway for dinner (six inch turkey on whole wheat bread with no cheese and honey mustard). My snacking at night was confined to more fruit and some Crispy Minis while I watched the Biggest Loser. Score: 3/3.
Wednesday was alright. I had a great breakfast and a great lunch but dinner wasn’t the greatest. Hawkesbury happens to have this great restaurant (called ‘Stephanie’s’ if you’re ever in the area – but why would you be?) that I love to eat in. Last time I stayed in town, I ate there five times in two weeks. I was sick of eating Subway, so I decided that I would go to Stephanie’s and order some kind of wrap and a salad.
I got the wrap part right! I ordered their Cajun Chicken wrap, asked for it without the sour cream and guacamole and then it happened. I broke down. I got it with the french fries! And then when they came, I ate them. All. I even covered them in vinegar and salt and ketchup cause I figured if I was going to eat french fries for the first time in four months, I was going to eat them the way I like to eat them! Score: 3.5/4 (I’m giving myself half a point for not getting the steak dinner that I REALLY wanted)
I felt a bit guilty pretty much as soon as I ordered, but like I said, I did eat them when they arrived. I’m comforting myself with the knowledge that when I counted up my points for the day, I was only over by six points. I took them out of my allowance of Flex points and I moved on. I’m also giving myself credit for the fact that I got right back on track the next day. The road trip home was filled not with food, like road trips in the past, but with loud music and lots of water (I had to stop to pee four times in a six hour drive).
I’m really glad that’s behind me! Now I can concentrate on hitting the fifty pounds lost mark and buying some new clothes!