If you remember my last post, you saw me say that I wanted to try to experiment with the weeklies, etc. After a disappointing Saturday (unofficial) scale check in where I found myself 3+ pounds up from Wednesday, I sulked and gave in. And… Well, I’m happy to report that I did indeed do that experiment, and I thoroughly enjoyed every moment. However, it was a disappointing result.
While I am very happily (ecstatic?!) that I did not gain an official 3.5 lbs, I was at +1.2 lbs this week. I’m not convinced that it’s a fault of the program, or even the experiment. I think it has to do with PMS bloat, exhaustion, stress and lack of clean fluids. Add in the inordinate amounts of chocolate that I consumed (within points!) and I think it was just a recipe for disaster.
I also think that weighing-in on Saturday threw me off. I was exceedingly bummed to see a 3-lb gain, even though I *knew* it was hormonal bloat. The mind is such a bastard opponent.
Today ended up not being a normal weigh-in day food-wise. Usually I allow myself a bit of leniency on WI day but I was feeling pretty annoyed at myself all day. I honestly wish I didn’t have to weigh in at 5:00 a.m. because even though we say we’ll ignore it, it still has too much power over me. I ate about 2 SP over my limit, which is still within Blue Dot range, so I guess I might as well try to get back on that track.
The horse awaits. I’m sure next week will be just fine.
It wouldn’t be Friday the 13th without a glitch in the matrix, would it?!
But 1st, Weigh-in! (Yes, I realize it’s Friday, not Wednesday, but…school fog got me)
I. LOST. A. FULL. POUND!
Total Weight loss on WW: 6.4 lb
I tried to get all blue dots, and so far this month, I’ve done just that. I’m wondering if the low loss of only a pound is due to that. However, I’m not convinced any of this weight loss is real anyway. I can (and have, consistently) lose and gain up to 10 pounds in a week. I lost the most weight in week 1 and I ate all my dailies, weeklies and some of my fit points. Maybe I’ll experiment this week and see what happens.
Now – as promised – my Friday the 13th insanity:
It was actually a decent day without any glitches. On a normal day, about three dozen minor potentially disrupting irritations happen during the course of a work day. This happens in a dynamic environment. You learn how to sway and duck. I was clipping things off my to-do list at breakneck speed (thank you concerta!) and with stunning efficiency, when I decided to go to lunch at a unit around the corner so that I could meet my boss and chat a few minutes about some issues.
As I reached into my bag to grab my locker keys, I realized a gut-wrenching fact. I had taken my locker key off it’s lanyard and placed it on my car keys, so that in case I was without my work keys (a copy set) I would still be able to get to my uniforms. Sounds reasonable, right? Yeah. Great plan!
Except… I always put my car keys in my coat pocket. My coat was in my locker.
So, I walk over to the unit where my boss is waiting, just to have to tell her I now need my lock cut off my locker – instead of the awesome updates I had planned to share. Laughs were had. Maintenance was called. I went back across the street to finish my lunch break at my desk.
I started getting a little panicky by 1:00. It’s a Friday, after all, and I *really* don’t want to end up stuck at work without a ride, unable to get my normal clothes from my locker, and even without a jacket to wear in the blustering cold, just because the maintenance guys (probably) leave early on Fridays. To combat the nerves, I started cleaning out my bag of all the errant receipts, papers and random bits, when suddenly I brush my fingers across…
I quickly emailed the maintenance manager and tell him how exceedingly embarrassed I am, but that I actually found my keys and they don’t need to send anyone over. Just as I hit send, one of my student employees says, “Uhm…someone is here… for YOU! (giggle)”
I turn to see what can only be described as every romance novel antagonist, rolled into one very real human male, rugged good looks and gigantic iron tool draped over a shoulder, included! I turned so obviously red with embarrassment that I could feel the heat searing off my own face. The absurdity of the entire scene had me internally screaming in tear-streamed hysterics, while externally trying not to stutter, lest this country boy think he got my goose somehow. We all exchanged pleasantries, and he made sure to give me his (work) number for “the next time you burst a pipe or lose some keys.”
I am writing this to you in complete shock that we are into the second week of April already!
Also, I did a video last weekend. Apparently, I forgot to post it here. Please accept my apologies for that. I’ll post it below.
So far on Weight Watchers, I have lost 5.2 pounds. It was a little weird to transition from a keto diet to going back to having skim milk (or even soy!) in my coffee, I can’t lie. But, I am getting used to it, and I do think that *maybe* my gut looks a little deflated, for lack of a better visual. :}
My son had started the week after I did, and while I don’t actually think he’s following it anymore, I do feel like it has made him more aware of making conscious food decisions. Realistically, he’s a fairly sheltered barely 18-year old with spectrum disorder and ADD. The fact that I can get him to switch to diet soda is a major victory, so I’ll count him asking for chicken breast & asparagus for dinner as a solid win.
In my own life, things are doing what they normally do with nothing major to report….
Oh! Except that I finally was given a doctor who is willing to treat my ADHD with meds and alternative therapies, in addition to actually wanting to work with my therapist. So, basically, this week I have been ridiculously aware of all the things I have been stuffing under the rug.
I started planning a new book, and while I haven’t spent much time in the last three or four days actually *writing* said book, I do have a complete map of how it will deliver itself to any willing readers. It is a memoir about family, grief and finding grace.
The bigger issue that I’ve been tackling is what to do about school. I spent six full weeks in full-on fainting goat mode due to my anxiety over school. My therapist and my PCP both said this is particularly common in adult ADHD, and that I will most likely have to re-train myself to stop procrastinating now that I have meds to help me if I need them. I’m on day seven of week twelve (of fifteen), and I have done about 10% of the the expected classes this term, thanks to my mental issues. I think I may be able to finish out and at least get Ds (passing), which will preserve my financial aid – and in turn, allow me to finish my degree. However, it will take not only an exceeding amount of energy on my part, but the understanding of my instructors to allow the late work. I am writing this blog instead of emails to them – and this fully demonstrates the crux of my issues.
Ugh. Speaking of… I’d better get back to those two papers that are due today. Maybe they’ll go easy on me if I actually turn something in on time this semester.
Technically, my WI (weigh-in) is Wednesday, but I don’t usually have time to blog during the week. I expect to do updates every weekend, so hopefully if you find anything interesting here, you stick around! :]
This week, I lost 4 pounds. I was *SHOCKED* to say the least.
I’m getting used to the plan again, and it reminds me of the old plan that I first tried with WW back in 2003. I had a lot of success on that plan, so I am holding high hopes. I really don’t want to get my VSG revised, but I will if I have to.
You see…lately, I haven’t been feeling all that great.
My right foot is acting up again. I thought it was plantar fasciitis acting up, but I tried the night splint and exercises and it’s not getting better. Suddenly, the pain changed and now I’m wondering if I refractured it. I can no longer ignore it, so I’m going to call the podiatrist on Monday and see about getting in.
This is annoying, and it prevents me from exercising, but it’s ok. I still get my 10k-12k steps per day just by working.
The more concerning issue is this shortness of breath and general malaise that seems to have taken over my body and soul. Obviously, with the bum foot, I have not been as active as normal. It’s also been a wretched, long winter and my soul is tired. But I am surviving. I also quit smoking in November! Tomorrow will be 4 full months without a cigarette!
So WHY am I winded walking a flight of stairs?! Why is my resting BP so high? Is it *merely* because I gained 30# over the last 2 years?
I need to lose. I need to figure out if this is a real health issue or just a fat issue. Either way, I’m done. I finally reached STEP ZERO.
I will do whatever it takes.
I’m not ready to die. I haven’t even seen Africa, yet.
I failed. The Big Booty Reboot was a stunning failure, and I am – or should be – shamed. I lost 11# and regained 10 of it.
Enter: Weight Watchers.
Now, on a spiritual root level, I feel like one who has endured weight loss surgery should not have to resort to *weight watchers* but alas, I am doomed.
It seems to be working for my BFF, so he guilted me into joining. On Pi Day, I bit the bullet. I was 275 Lbs. This is ridiculous and cannot continue. I am going to give this 6 solid months and if it doesn’t work, I will let my bariatric surgeon revise my sleeve into a RNY pouch. For the record, I’m *really* pulling for myself & WW.
Weight Watchers Re Start 2018 - weight loss surgery fail - YouTube
Well, it took me a little longer than I anticipated to get back on my feet after the flu. As such, I missed a scheduled video (maybe two?) so here you go!
I lost 11.2 pounds in the first month of the reboot! Mostly I attribute this to setting a schedule and keeping it boring. I have a 33 oz water bottle that I fill four times throughout the day. I try to have one finished before breakfast and three gone by the time I clock out from work for the day – or be working on the third during my drive home. I have been waiting to have breakfast until about 10:30 a.m. and that is usually a protein shake. Lunch happens around noon. I keep it protein heavy. I don’t usually need a snack in the afternoon anymore. Dinner is my wildcard. I never know what it’s going to be, except that on Mondays we play trivia and have chicken wings. Usually dinner is just myself and my 17-year old son, and he’s a meat-and-potatoes kind of guy. I usually have an evening snack of yogurt or fruit.
I did have a rendevous with chocolate after Valentine’s Day, and I’m not proud. I gained quite a bit over three days, but it’s all gone again now. Lesson learned. Don’t mess with SUGAR!
2018 VSG Reboot Mo 1 results Lost 11.2 lbs! - YouTube
I’m a day behind right now, but I nearly didn’t post this one. In the end, it’s easier to vlog than blog when your eyes are throbbing. I’m working on getting myself back on plan 100%, but I’m struggling with how to make that happen. I’m just not sure what it’s supposed to look like. I’ll probably be doing a lot of planning behind the scenes and I’ll share when I have something worthwhile. In the meantime, if anyone has any wisdom, I’m willing!
2018 BIG BOOTY REBOOT UPDATE! with the FLU - YouTube
I’m a little behind posting this… like a week… haha
I’m losing still, but I also had/have gained SO MUCH WEIGHT that it hardly seems worth celebrating. So much work ahead of me–AGAIN.
I’ve pretty much decided to continue to VLOG and share here on the blog, but I promise that my blog updates will (normally) be much more involved. I’ve been back to work & school for a week already & I’m drowning, frankly. Vlogging is just faster and gets my actions out into the realm, whereas if I wait to find time to write a decent blog, I may never do it — as evidenced by my slow trickle of posts over the last 2 years.
I posted the vlog below, but I need to expand on my situation. Basically, I have no willpower. That’s it. That’s the secret. I’m not sure what happened to me! Actually, I know *exactly* what happened. I blame Netflix & Joe Cross. That cheeky bastard always gets to me. He’s so adorable! And that wretched Australian accent… I’m helpless in his gaze! Look at him! LOOK!
If you haven’t seen the documentary “Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead” and you enjoy food, DON’T. It always makes me want to jump on the bandwagon. And I stare at my sad, dusty juicer in the cupboard while whispering promises to it of giving it a new life on the countertop….
And I don’t. I then – predictably – vow to go on the liquid (pre-op phase) diet and try to get control of myself. And I last a day or two, maybe three if I’m in a particularly magical stream of consciousness.
This time, Winter Storm Iras showed up.
We were all caught off guard by two days of ***ahh-mazing*** temps in the 50’s, and even though it rained ALL day on Friday, the temp was 64F everywhere I was. Unfortunately, this caused flooding…and then sheets of ice when the temp dropped to the teens, and then single-digits by 7 pm. And that’s when the snow started.
“Yeah, so what?” you may be asking yourself. “Excuses, excuses…”
This meant that my blissful Saturday with an empty house became a distant hope, when my fiancé had to cancel work.
And the rest is history.
On a positive note: I’m down 4.2 lbs
See you soon. I appreciate you! :}
*UPDATE* 2018 BBR - YouTube
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