I had to open up my blog this morning to find out how much I weighed last week, because I couldn't remember, so I didn't know how well I had done this week. Well, good news! Last week I weighed 214.75, and this week I weighed in at 212.75! Yay!
(Of course, in my head I'm adding that I weighed 212.75, but really it's about 209.75 because our scale is wrong.)
Anyway, yay! And I know I should be taking this week by week, day by day, and I really am, but I can't help thinking that in 5 short weeks I could finally be under that 200 number again! Technically, I was there last summer, but I didn't know my scale was weighing in heavy at the time, so when I got to 200.5 and started freaking out for some stupid reason that only my subconscious knows, I was actually about 197.5. But I didn't know the scale was wrong then, so whatever - it doesn't count. So I'm looking forward to getting there for real in the beginning of March.
There is other progress, too. When my two months of eating whatever I want ended, I no longer needed a belt with most of my pants, and the two pair that did require one only needed the belt in the first hole (or last hole, depending on your perspective, I guess - I mean it was at its largest, obviously.). This week I started pulling that belt in one more hole. :)
It feels good to be going back down instead of up.
Woo! Two more pounds gone!
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
More Health Stuff
I got a note in the mail from my doctor yesterday, saying that my mammogram looked normal, and we'd do a recheck in a year. Yay! Not that I was worried, but it's still nice to see that it was good.
Then I went to the doctor's office this morning to have fasting bloodwork taken, but it didn't work out so well. My veins are deep and hard to find, and the nurse couldn't find them. She only tried in my left arm, and said she was using the blood donation scars as a guide, but when I got to work and took off the bandage, she was over 1/4 of an inch away from those scars. Sigh.
So now I have to go to the hospital before work one morning to get them to draw it. So annoying! What kind of blood taker is she, if she sticks me once and then gives up?
Oh well. I'll go next week to get it taken, I guess.
Weigh-in day is tomorrow! I'm hoping to have good news to report. :)
Then I went to the doctor's office this morning to have fasting bloodwork taken, but it didn't work out so well. My veins are deep and hard to find, and the nurse couldn't find them. She only tried in my left arm, and said she was using the blood donation scars as a guide, but when I got to work and took off the bandage, she was over 1/4 of an inch away from those scars. Sigh.
So now I have to go to the hospital before work one morning to get them to draw it. So annoying! What kind of blood taker is she, if she sticks me once and then gives up?
Oh well. I'll go next week to get it taken, I guess.
Weigh-in day is tomorrow! I'm hoping to have good news to report. :)
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Rambling
I don't really have much to say today, but I wanted to update anyway. Jim and I had a very nice weekend, and Sunday turned into sort of a cheat day while we ate Lay's Stax and watched football games. :) It's all okay, though, because I got back on track with my calories yesterday, and my uterus is finally doing it's monthly job, so I'm feeling good.
So, my mammogram went well last week. It wasn't bad at all - a small bit of pain while they were squished, but nothing unbearable. When I was done, she went and looked at them and told me she'd see me next year, so I guess I'm fine. I'm sure my doctor will talk to me about the scans when she sees me in February anyway, though.
Thursday morning I have to go get blood drawn for my annual fasting bloodwork. My mother had diabetes, heart attacks and strokes, so there is a lot of stuff to look for in my blood, to make sure I don't follow her down those paths. Fingers crossed.
And then in February I get to go back again to get a cyst cut out of my head! I don't know if I mentioned it in here, but I found a bump on my head in November, I think, and have since found it is a cyst. It's been bothering me - it hurts when I comb my hair, wash my hair and sleep on my right side - so the doctor is going to cut it out. She warned me that she would have to shave a bit of my hair, but I knew that, and it'll grow back and I'll be able to cover the shaved spot, so it's fine. Then she said I wouldn't be able to wash my hair for two days! Uh, that's a bigger deal than you shaving a patch of it off. Hee. So I scheduled the procedure for a Friday, so that my greasy haired days can be on the weekend, when I'm not at work and don't have to leave the house if I don't want to.
Okay, that's all I have for today. I'll be back Friday, if not before, with my weigh-in. :)
So, my mammogram went well last week. It wasn't bad at all - a small bit of pain while they were squished, but nothing unbearable. When I was done, she went and looked at them and told me she'd see me next year, so I guess I'm fine. I'm sure my doctor will talk to me about the scans when she sees me in February anyway, though.
Thursday morning I have to go get blood drawn for my annual fasting bloodwork. My mother had diabetes, heart attacks and strokes, so there is a lot of stuff to look for in my blood, to make sure I don't follow her down those paths. Fingers crossed.
And then in February I get to go back again to get a cyst cut out of my head! I don't know if I mentioned it in here, but I found a bump on my head in November, I think, and have since found it is a cyst. It's been bothering me - it hurts when I comb my hair, wash my hair and sleep on my right side - so the doctor is going to cut it out. She warned me that she would have to shave a bit of my hair, but I knew that, and it'll grow back and I'll be able to cover the shaved spot, so it's fine. Then she said I wouldn't be able to wash my hair for two days! Uh, that's a bigger deal than you shaving a patch of it off. Hee. So I scheduled the procedure for a Friday, so that my greasy haired days can be on the weekend, when I'm not at work and don't have to leave the house if I don't want to.
Okay, that's all I have for today. I'll be back Friday, if not before, with my weigh-in. :)
Friday, January 22, 2010
Weigh-In
Well, not great news from the scale this week, but I'm not upset about it for one simple reason - I'm on day 38 of my monthly cycle (not abnormally late for me), so my period is gearing up to come at some point soon, I would guess, and I always gain some water weight with that. So I may have actually lost more weight than the scale is showing.
Also, I've been reading that book I mentioned here yesterday, and reevaluating how I think about food in general, so I'm considering this a bit of a learning period anyway.
That all being said, I weighed 214.75 this morning, so I lost half a pound this week. Any loss is good, so water weight issues aside, I'll take it! (Plus, I love knowing that my scale is weighing heavy - I take comfort in the fact that my true weight is more like 211.75. :)
I also, of course had that bad day on Wednesday, where I ate just about everything in sight. But what's done is done.
So like I said, I've been reading through some more of that book I told you about yesterday. The author encourages you to get more in touch with your body and what it is craving/needing. I'm paying more attention to what I'm eating and why, which is a great thing. I'd love to get to a point someday where I'm giving my body what it is telling me it needs, instead of just eating mindlessly. It just takes some work to figure out how to understand my body and what it's telling me, versus what my emotions/mind are telling me to do.
I'm enjoying the book so far, I really am.
This afternoon I have my first ever mammogram - wish me luck!
Also, I've been reading that book I mentioned here yesterday, and reevaluating how I think about food in general, so I'm considering this a bit of a learning period anyway.
That all being said, I weighed 214.75 this morning, so I lost half a pound this week. Any loss is good, so water weight issues aside, I'll take it! (Plus, I love knowing that my scale is weighing heavy - I take comfort in the fact that my true weight is more like 211.75. :)
I also, of course had that bad day on Wednesday, where I ate just about everything in sight. But what's done is done.
So like I said, I've been reading through some more of that book I told you about yesterday. The author encourages you to get more in touch with your body and what it is craving/needing. I'm paying more attention to what I'm eating and why, which is a great thing. I'd love to get to a point someday where I'm giving my body what it is telling me it needs, instead of just eating mindlessly. It just takes some work to figure out how to understand my body and what it's telling me, versus what my emotions/mind are telling me to do.
I'm enjoying the book so far, I really am.
This afternoon I have my first ever mammogram - wish me luck!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Why I Eat...Usually Isn't Hunger!
Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment - just my annual pap smear, no big deal. I also had a couple other issues to discuss with her, though, and oh yeah - I turned 40, so it turned out she had a couple of surprises in store for me, too.
We talked about a lot of things, and I was examined in various ways, and she asked me lots of questions about how my health has been, and about my family health history (I swear she was shocked by how much my mom had wrong with her - the woman had everything, just about). She told me I need to start exercising, to help avoid both heart disease (mom had it) and diabetes (mom had it). I knew both of those things, and I swear, I really will start exercising, once my arms are feeling better (long story short, I pulled or pinched or tore something in my right elbow in December when picking up a box, and it's still bothering me - the doctor said I probably had a pinched nerve, and I need to ice it and take Ibuprofen to reduce swelling; as for my left arm, my shoulder and neck have been very tight and sore, but I'm exercising them and doing what I can to loosen it back up). Then she asked me how often I go to the dentist, and I had to admit it had been a couple of years (I've been putting off going because I need crowns and can't afford them). Then she asked me if I flossed, and I said no.
Did you know gum disease can lead to heart disease somehow? You do now. I swear I'm going to start flossing, too.
So I got poked and prodded and have to go get my very first mammogram on Friday and have to go back next Thursday morning to have fasting bloodwork taken, and she'll talk to me about the results of the bloodwork when I see her in February for my cyst removal. Here's hoping the numbers aren't bad.
And here's where my day fell apart, food wise. I left this very thorough exam feeling rather...violated...I guess. (I had a rectal exam, people, AND a pap smear and breast exam - this woman had contact with every personal, private area I possess!) So what did I do when I left the doctor's office? I drove straight to McDonald's and got a cheeseburger (ketchup only) and small fry for lunch. Then, because I hadn't used my lunch money that work gives me for lunch, I used it to buy two diet sodas for this weekend, and TWO CANDY BARS. Then I came back to work and proceeded to eat both of them.
And that wasn't the end of it, oh no. I went home and ate my barbecued chicken breast and rice for dinner, with a glass of 2% lactose free milk (the one good thing I ate all afternoon). And I followed it up with a 100 calorie pack of yogurt covered pretzels, a small box of yogurt covered raisins and two pieces of cheese, eaten with crackers.
Oh yes, I did manage to go about 1,000 calories over my daily limit, simply because I was feeling "violated" and like I needed some comfort.
And that makes this next part all the more necessary and fitting. I had a book waiting at the library for me, and I went in last night and picked it up, and started reading it. What book was it?
"Breaking Free from Emotional Eating," by Geneen Roth.
I read a little bit last night, and so far I've agreed with everything I've read. For instance, when was the last time you ate because you were actually hungry? For me, it had been a while. I eat out of habit - it's 10:00, must be time for a mid-morning snack! It's 11:30, must be time for lunch! Am I hungry? Who knows, but I have to eat!
Well, she tells you to stop and think about it. She talks about a sliding scale of hunger - 1 to 10, with one being you're about to eat someone's arm you're so hungry, and 10 being you're stuffed. She encourages you to stop eating and wait to see how long it takes you to get hungry.
For the record, I waited this morning. I wasn't hungry at all when I got here at 8:00 - by the time I went to lunch my hunger level was at about a four, I'd say. I was very hungry, and very happy to go to lunch, but I wasn't starving to death.
So now I'm trying to think about why I'm eating (such as, habit, or because of some want or emotion I don't know how to take care of without food). And I'm looking forward to reading more of this book.
Oh, and another neat result of this doctor's visit! Jim had been telling me he thought the bathroom scale (a doctor's scale that my mom bought in the 80s) was weighing heavy, so yesterday I tested it out. I weighed myself when I was all dressed and ready to go to work, minus my shoes. I weighed 217.25 (three pounds more than I weighed naked). When I got to the doctor's office, I stepped on the scale wearing the same thing, with a full bladder (I knew I was going to have to pee in a cup, so I didn't go before I left work to head to the doctor's office), and I weighed 214.24. So apparently our scale DOES weigh a bit heavy!
Which is a good thing, because now I weigh less than I thought! Yay! But we need to adjust the scale so that it's right again. I'm not sure what this is going to do to my monthly weight figures. I think I'll just use the numbers it's giving me right now, and when we get the scale adjusted, I'll make a note and adjust them. (Adjusting the scale seems pretty easy. I'm going to see if Jim will bring a few of his weights up from the basement, so we can put them on the scale knowing how much they weigh (say, 200 pounds or maybe 150), and adjust the little screw on the scale until it reads what it should read.)
Okay, novel of an entry written. Bye all!
We talked about a lot of things, and I was examined in various ways, and she asked me lots of questions about how my health has been, and about my family health history (I swear she was shocked by how much my mom had wrong with her - the woman had everything, just about). She told me I need to start exercising, to help avoid both heart disease (mom had it) and diabetes (mom had it). I knew both of those things, and I swear, I really will start exercising, once my arms are feeling better (long story short, I pulled or pinched or tore something in my right elbow in December when picking up a box, and it's still bothering me - the doctor said I probably had a pinched nerve, and I need to ice it and take Ibuprofen to reduce swelling; as for my left arm, my shoulder and neck have been very tight and sore, but I'm exercising them and doing what I can to loosen it back up). Then she asked me how often I go to the dentist, and I had to admit it had been a couple of years (I've been putting off going because I need crowns and can't afford them). Then she asked me if I flossed, and I said no.
Did you know gum disease can lead to heart disease somehow? You do now. I swear I'm going to start flossing, too.
So I got poked and prodded and have to go get my very first mammogram on Friday and have to go back next Thursday morning to have fasting bloodwork taken, and she'll talk to me about the results of the bloodwork when I see her in February for my cyst removal. Here's hoping the numbers aren't bad.
And here's where my day fell apart, food wise. I left this very thorough exam feeling rather...violated...I guess. (I had a rectal exam, people, AND a pap smear and breast exam - this woman had contact with every personal, private area I possess!) So what did I do when I left the doctor's office? I drove straight to McDonald's and got a cheeseburger (ketchup only) and small fry for lunch. Then, because I hadn't used my lunch money that work gives me for lunch, I used it to buy two diet sodas for this weekend, and TWO CANDY BARS. Then I came back to work and proceeded to eat both of them.
And that wasn't the end of it, oh no. I went home and ate my barbecued chicken breast and rice for dinner, with a glass of 2% lactose free milk (the one good thing I ate all afternoon). And I followed it up with a 100 calorie pack of yogurt covered pretzels, a small box of yogurt covered raisins and two pieces of cheese, eaten with crackers.
Oh yes, I did manage to go about 1,000 calories over my daily limit, simply because I was feeling "violated" and like I needed some comfort.
And that makes this next part all the more necessary and fitting. I had a book waiting at the library for me, and I went in last night and picked it up, and started reading it. What book was it?
"Breaking Free from Emotional Eating," by Geneen Roth.
I read a little bit last night, and so far I've agreed with everything I've read. For instance, when was the last time you ate because you were actually hungry? For me, it had been a while. I eat out of habit - it's 10:00, must be time for a mid-morning snack! It's 11:30, must be time for lunch! Am I hungry? Who knows, but I have to eat!
Well, she tells you to stop and think about it. She talks about a sliding scale of hunger - 1 to 10, with one being you're about to eat someone's arm you're so hungry, and 10 being you're stuffed. She encourages you to stop eating and wait to see how long it takes you to get hungry.
For the record, I waited this morning. I wasn't hungry at all when I got here at 8:00 - by the time I went to lunch my hunger level was at about a four, I'd say. I was very hungry, and very happy to go to lunch, but I wasn't starving to death.
So now I'm trying to think about why I'm eating (such as, habit, or because of some want or emotion I don't know how to take care of without food). And I'm looking forward to reading more of this book.
Oh, and another neat result of this doctor's visit! Jim had been telling me he thought the bathroom scale (a doctor's scale that my mom bought in the 80s) was weighing heavy, so yesterday I tested it out. I weighed myself when I was all dressed and ready to go to work, minus my shoes. I weighed 217.25 (three pounds more than I weighed naked). When I got to the doctor's office, I stepped on the scale wearing the same thing, with a full bladder (I knew I was going to have to pee in a cup, so I didn't go before I left work to head to the doctor's office), and I weighed 214.24. So apparently our scale DOES weigh a bit heavy!
Which is a good thing, because now I weigh less than I thought! Yay! But we need to adjust the scale so that it's right again. I'm not sure what this is going to do to my monthly weight figures. I think I'll just use the numbers it's giving me right now, and when we get the scale adjusted, I'll make a note and adjust them. (Adjusting the scale seems pretty easy. I'm going to see if Jim will bring a few of his weights up from the basement, so we can put them on the scale knowing how much they weigh (say, 200 pounds or maybe 150), and adjust the little screw on the scale until it reads what it should read.)
Okay, novel of an entry written. Bye all!
Friday, January 15, 2010
Weigh-In
Today is weigh-in day! I'm going to talk about last night first, though.
So, I was alone again last night - Jim was at work. I wanted to snack so bad! I had my salmon for dinner, but I didn't feel like making the potatoes (which is truly a sign of my laziness about cooking when Jim isn't home, because they're instant potatoes - making them really couldn't be much easier), so I had a glass of milk, a small box of yogurt raisins, a 100 calorie pack of Cheese Nips and a granola bar for dinner. Weird, yes? :D Oh well, it worked.
When I was done with all of that, I of course wasn't hungry, and yet I wanted to snack! I was home alone, snacking is what I've always done in that situation. I eventually gave in a little, but only by eating five strawberry Mini Wheats, so it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. I haven't done the math, but that's not many calories over my upper limit. And then I stopped and just watched TV and relaxed until bedtime, snacking jones gone. Thankfully.
And then this morning I got up and weighed in, and the scale told me I had lost 2.5 pounds since I started trying again on the 5th! Woo! I am now 215.5. I was very happy to see a loss.
I'm shooting for losing two pounds a week, so here's hoping 213.5 shows on that scale a week from today. :)
So, I was alone again last night - Jim was at work. I wanted to snack so bad! I had my salmon for dinner, but I didn't feel like making the potatoes (which is truly a sign of my laziness about cooking when Jim isn't home, because they're instant potatoes - making them really couldn't be much easier), so I had a glass of milk, a small box of yogurt raisins, a 100 calorie pack of Cheese Nips and a granola bar for dinner. Weird, yes? :D Oh well, it worked.
When I was done with all of that, I of course wasn't hungry, and yet I wanted to snack! I was home alone, snacking is what I've always done in that situation. I eventually gave in a little, but only by eating five strawberry Mini Wheats, so it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. I haven't done the math, but that's not many calories over my upper limit. And then I stopped and just watched TV and relaxed until bedtime, snacking jones gone. Thankfully.
And then this morning I got up and weighed in, and the scale told me I had lost 2.5 pounds since I started trying again on the 5th! Woo! I am now 215.5. I was very happy to see a loss.
I'm shooting for losing two pounds a week, so here's hoping 213.5 shows on that scale a week from today. :)
Thursday, January 14, 2010
1550 Calories in My Wednesday
I told you I do better on nights when Jim is home with me. Last night when I got home I made some eggs and toast for dinner, and had 150 calories left when I was done, so later on I had a 100 calorie pack and 3/4 of a piece of cheese, and ended up at exactly 1550. Now obviously, I didn't really need to make sure I hit the upper limit of my range, but I was hungry, so I did. But then I stopped eating, so woo! Go me!
Jim is going to be at work tonight, so here's hoping I can build on that one good day by being good tonight when I'm alone with the dogs. I took a salmon filet out of the freezer this morning, which I'll have with some potatoes, so dinner is set. We don't have much snacky stuff in the house, so I should be okay. I'll let you know. :)
Jim is going to be at work tonight, so here's hoping I can build on that one good day by being good tonight when I'm alone with the dogs. I took a salmon filet out of the freezer this morning, which I'll have with some potatoes, so dinner is set. We don't have much snacky stuff in the house, so I should be okay. I'll let you know. :)
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