Weekend Weigh-In

Welcome back to the weekend weigh-in! I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and took the time to enjoy some good food and good family fun. As I mentioned in my Holiday Survival Guide, the mister and I do not weigh on holiday weekends. Why torture ourselves like that?  Of course, that doesn’t mean we just throw the scale out the window.

The Good

We had a wonderful holiday. We celebrated with just ourselves and my mom, and it was lovely. The food was delicious, and we ate way too much of it. I also ate far too many Hershey’s kisses over the course of two weeks. But considering that we ate so much, and the fact that I was unable to exercise for the better part of this week, I was very much okay with a tiny gain when I stepped on the scale yesterday morning.

It probably also helped that I peeked at the number on Monday morning. I was curious! I used the scale that doesn’t automatically send my stats to my phone so I knew it wouldn’t be recorded. Just wanted to get an idea of how hard my battle was going to be. I expected a larger gain, and I also didn’t expect that I would lose all of it in a single week, even if we were starting a new exercise program. If I had been able to keep at it, I think I might have lost all of it, and maybe even more.

The Bad

The week started out just peachy keen. We both liked the new exercises, we had some great recipes on our menu for the week, work was low-key, I even got all of our Christmas presents wrapped! And then Wednesday came. It all went downhill so fast. How fast? As fast as it took me to trip and fall over the canopy from our Starlighting trip.

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It was my own fault, of course. I wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing, talking to my mom, and turned around to go get my coffee, and my foot snagged it just right. While I’m sitting on the floor alternating between saying “ow,” laughing, and reassuring my mom that I’m okay, my uncle walks into the shop and, looking quite confused, asks if we’re doing some new exercises. My mom and I both lost it. It took me another minute or two after we stopped laughing and I stopped waving my arms like I was doing jumping jacks on the concrete floor, I finally made it back to my feet and went to retrieve my coffee. At that point, I could feel that something was not quite right with my hip. Shake it off. Shake it off.

I Couldn’t Shake it Off

Around 10 I was starting to get pretty sore, so I called my aunt to make an appointment to see her for a QE session (Quantum Energetics) for the next day, and continued on about my morning.

By 11am, when I got up to use the restroom, I could tell that this was not going to be good, and on my way back to my desk, I had to catch myself on said desk, when my whole leg went weak after pain shot through my hip.

While I’m saying, “Okay, I’m going up to urgent care,” my mom is telling me to go get looked at. So I grabbed my keys, picked up the mister, and headed up to the Kaiser medical center.

It Gets Worse

Thankfully, my x-rays came back with no broken bones, despite the amount of pain I was in. But they found another problem. They took my blood pressure around 6 times between my arrival and my leaving. Now, my bp usually hovers around 130/80ish. It was absurdly high for me. It never dipped below the 140’s over 110’s. And it got as high as 155/115. They even ordered an EKG. Luckily, that came back normal as well.

So along with the Tylenol and tramadol they sent me home with, I also had a recommendation to pick up a blood pressure cuff (which I did) and to make an appointment to see my PCP (which I also did).

There was to be no strenuous exercise for the rest of the week, but I was at least able to return to work. Unfortunately, despite my pain being greatly alleviated after my visit with my aunt (who is amazing), my blood pressure still has not dropped down into my normal range. So I have an appointment with my doctor tomorrow morning, and another appointment with my aunt on Tuesday.

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So, Now What?

I am so thankful to have the opportunity to see a QE practitioner, as I truly believe I would not be near as recovered as I am at this time, had I not been to see her. While my range of motion is still a bit limited I have been able to mostly return to normal functionality, and I haven’t needed the tramadol or the Tylenol in two days. Today, I was even able to get back to my exercises, though I took it slow and easy.

I was disappointed that I didn’t get to make the cheeseburger cauliflower casserole last week. Have no fear, I will be getting to it this week, along with another recipe that I hope to review. Stay tuned for the menu tomorrow!

And just as a PSA, always watch where you’re going!

Measurements

Date: 12/02/17

Weight: 277.6 | +0.6

Body Fat %: 54.9 | -0.0

BMI: 47.7 | -0.2

 


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Weekend Weigh-In

This week was a bit of a rollercoaster for me! We had a major event coming up at work that I was preparing for, and we were derailed from our plan to exercise with Daily Burn. But for the most part, I only have good things to report. Especially when it comes to my weigh-in.

The Good

Some weeks I am at a loss for where to begin with the good in my week, but I have no such trouble today! I had a major non-scale victory this week in the form of a ring I thought I had lost. Now, I wasn’t too terribly upset about its loss. It’s just a pretty little thing that I got from FragrantJewels.com. But I really liked this ring, because it had a pink center stone and was set in silver. Very me.

It reappeared this week while we were at GameStop this week. The mister threw on one of the hoodies we keep in the car because he left his jacket at home. It hadn’t been worn since last winter. While we were waiting in line, he was rummaging through the pockets and found….tada, my ring. And a pair of Dobby earrings. See my Harry Potter obsession here. No money, unfortunately, but I was so stoked that he’d found my ring and earrings!

It Gets Better!

The last time I wore this ring, I could have squeezed it onto a ring finger, but I probably would have ended up having to have it cut off. So I settled for it fitting a tiny bit loose on a pinkie.

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That’s right, that’s my pretty pink ring, sitting on my right ring finger. Despite my sausage fingers making it look like it is a bit snug, I assure you, it’s as loose as it can get without falling off when I let me hand hang down.

While this may seem like it was enough to totally make my week, there is even better news to be had.

On Tuesday, the mister went in to get his A1C tested along with a protein test. Everything came back….NORMAL. That’s right. In May, his A1C was in the 10s, and now he is in the normal range. We are both out of the prediabetic range!

Revelations

There really is nothing bad to report this week, though the mister might beg to differ. He did gain a little this week, but I’m pretty sure we’ve pinpointed why.  However, he also had a non-scale victory that he’s only going to find out about if he reads my blog (which I know he does).

When we have a drive-thru night, I come pick him up at home after I get off work and we head out to eat. Tuesday evening, I come around the corner and I’m pulling up to the bank of mailboxes and there’s this guy standing there getting his mail with his back to me. He’s wearing a snug-fitting t-shirt and a cap. I’m thinking, “Oh my, did someone new move into the complex?”

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Then he turned around and IT WAS MY HUSBAND. I was ogling my man! It was one of those holy-shit look at how hot my man is moments. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always thought my husband is sexy. I’ve always thought he was handsome. But I didn’t realize how much weight he had lost until I couldn’t recognize him from behind. So..you go, mister, you amazing sexy beast.

Measurements

Date: 11/18/17

Weight: 277.0 | -2.2

Body Fat %: 54.9 | -0.3

BMI: 47.5 | -0.4

 


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Weekend Weigh-In

This is the first weekend in a while that I haven’t ended up with a sugar hangover, and I think I’ve pinpointed the problem! As I said in my Friday Favorites from this week, the mister and I love to go to the movies. But that means snacks and treats. That’s not bad in itself, but when you pair a little candy and popcorn with 32 oz of sugar-filled Coke Icee, then you might have a problem brewing. When we went to a movie this Saturday, I skipped the Icee in favor of a Coke Zero and had no sugar hangover this morning.

The Good

This week was the last of our 4-Week Challenge workouts. Every single one was a killer. But that meant results. And we certainly got results! I wasn’t the only one to gain a little back last week. Yesterday morning showed a loss of everything we had gained plus a bit more. Progress!

I also had a small non-scale victory this week when one of our suppliers brought in mini-bundt cakes for my mom and me at the office. Normally, I would have been all over those babies, especially since one was a pumpkin spice cake (the other was red velvet). But, aside from them smelling lovely, I wasn’t actually tempted to eat one. I had no regrets when my mom suggested that we give them to the office next door to ours. Luckily, she is also following a similar plan to ours, so I didn’t have to watch her eat one. That might have been too much.

 

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Revelations

I don’t have anything bad to report this week, but I did have a few revelations! I realized that since we have given up a good amount of sugar in our diet, I don’t crave it nearly as much as I used to. For a while there, I had a hard time walking past doughnuts at the grocery store. Or the candy aisle. Or the cookie aisle. At this point, I don’t even look at them anymore.

We do all of our weekend grocery shopping on Sunday morning after putting together our weekly menu. This morning, I realized that our shopping trips have become very streamlined. There is a huge section of the store that we just completely bypass at this point. Cookies, crackers, snacks, chips, cereals, bread, bakery…we just breeze on past. The only reason we go down the soda aisles anymore is to get diet lemonade and to hit the gift card stand (we get double gas points on gift cards, so we buy them for the days we eat out).

It was interesting to realize that our shopping habits have changed so drastically. We used to do most of our shopping in the middle of the store, now most of our shopping is limited to the perimeter: produce, meat, dairy, frozen. It’s an interesting shift!

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So what were my results this weekend? Promising!

Measurements

Date: 11/11/17

Weight: 279.5 | -1.2 | Total since 10/1/17: -3.9

Body Fat %: 55.2 | -0.1 | Total since 10/1/17: +/- 0

BMI: 47.9 | -0.2 | Total since 10/1/17: -0.7

Bust: 55.5″ | -0.5″

Waist: 51″ | -1.25″

Hips: 57.75″ | -0.75″

R. Thigh: 27″ | +/- 0″

R. Calf: 17″ | +/- 0″

R. Bicep: 14.5″  | +/- 0″

I had a total, overall inch loss of 4.25″, quite worth the work I’ve put in over the past month. Here’s hoping next month’s measurements are even better!


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The Art of Failure

Whether it’s at losing weight, playing a game, getting a promotion or finding love, there is one thing that we all fear: Failure. That’s the eight letter word that brings the best to their knees. But here’s the thing…it happens to all of us!

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I’m a failure

That’s right, I’m a failure. We all are. Not all the time, of course! But we all fail at things. As I mentioned yesterday on Mimi’s Monday Menu, this past weekend I didn’t make a progress post. I didn’t feel like I’d made any progress. In fact, I’d taken a step back by gaining weight! I had failed at losing weight last week.

Now, there is something important you have to keep in mind when you fail at something. Just because you fail doesn’t mean that’s the end. If I stopped trying every time I gained a pound back, I’d have quit trying to exercise and eat better 70lbs ago.

Little change, big difference

A lot of times, the reason we fail at something is something small. Maybe last week’s mistake was a pop into Starbucks when I stopped by the grocery store. Let’s not talk about the fact that I was there to pick up creamer for the office. For my coffee…

Or it could have been the fact that we added more reps to our exercises and I was gaining muscle. Don’t judge my delusions. There was clearly something that made me gain back that pound. My trick is to watch myself more carefully and work on finding the catalyst.

It’s not just about fitness

This applies to any area where you feel like you are failing, not just fitness. In the beginning (and even now sometimes) I feel like a failure as an artist. So I practice more and work harder to get better. The important thing is to not give up because of a setback.

Failure

When you start out in any career, there are going to be failures and successes. You’ll get jobs, and you’ll lose them. Maybe you’ll interview and someone will be more qualified or more poised. Or you’ll get jobs that don’t suit you and you’ll eventually quit. It happens! Even Monster.com acknowledges that failing can be good for you.

Make Failure a Success

Use mistakes as a jumping off point! Most of the time, the second attempt at something is faster, easier and turns out better. That’s because you already know what works and what doesn’t. Remember that unless you’re skydiving, failing isn’t likely to kill you.

A little story for you: I didn’t get my driver’s license until I was thirty. Now, I’m not going to go into the why’s behind that. That’s a story for a different day. But I remember how nervous I was about taking that driving test. I’d aced the exam, and I’d been practising for weeks. I could even passably parallel park!

When we got to the DMV, I nervously got behind the wheel with my evaluator. We had to go through all the controls of the car. But no one had ever shown me how to turn on the brights or the hazards! I fumbled around for what felt like forever before I admitted that I honestly didn’t know. Now, he didn’t fail me for that, but it certainly didn’t get us off on the right foot, and I did get points taken off. So, we pull out of the parking lot, and things are going pretty well until we get to the second stoplight where I have to make a right-hand turn.

I signalled and rolled up to the now red stoplight. There was no one coming, and so after a brief pause, I turned. And just like that, I failed my driving test. I “ran a red light” according to the evaluator because I did not come to a full three second stop. Auto-fail.

Never Give Up!

Now, I could have given up. I was SO disappointed. But instead of crying and giving up, I cried and then rescheduled my test.

Go try again

When I came back to take the test a second time, a state trooper got in the car with me. He was incredibly nice, and as soon as he asked me to do a rundown of the lights and functions, I knew exactly where everything was and how it worked. We took off down the road and I aced my driving test. I did even better than I expected on the parallel parking, and I’m pretty sure it was because I spent almost every night up at the DMV practising with their cones.

Never Stop (except at red lights)

Instead of letting that failure consume me, I used it as a place to say “Okay, I did this right, I did this wrong. I can improve.” I did even better at what I was already good at. I learned things that I needed to know in order to succeed when I tried again. And I’ll tell you something: I have never failed to come to a full three-second stop when turning right at a stoplight ever since.


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Weekend Weigh-In

Happy Weigh In! The past few weeks have seemed to just fly right by, but I’ve still managed to maintain my steps, challenge exercises and healthy diet. It’s not always easy, but it is always worth it when I manage to stay on track.

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The Good

The size 24 jeans are my go-to pants right now. I wear the 26’s when I’m looking for a little extra roominess, but the smaller size is now completely comfortable. I also think that I’ve gotten down the menu thing.

The mister and I discovered that I really dislike cooking on Fridays. I get SO lazy at the end of the week. I want to come home to relax after a long week of work. We don’t want to tack on another take-out night, so I compromised with making Friday a slow-cooker night. That has made Friday’s much more bearable.

It also makes Saturday mornings a little happier, since we both tend to show a loss when we’ve eaten at home the night before Weigh Day. On the contrary, we tend to show a weight gain when we eat out on Friday evenings.

We started a new challenge on Monday, and this one has been pretty fun. Next week it will get a bit more intense since we’ll be doing two sets of everything.

The Bad

We didn’t really run into anything bad this week. I’ve been a bit tired, but I think that’s mostly because of the change of seasons and a little less sleep than normal. There is just so much to do in a day!

So, on to the measurements!

Measurements

Date: 10-21-17

Weight: 280.4 | -1.2 | Total: -69.6

Body Fat %: 55.5 | +0.1 | Total: -3.5%

BMI: 48.1 | -0.2 | Total: -12

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All in all, I’m pretty stoked that I only have about a half pound to go until I’m out of the 280’s and hit that 70lb loss.


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Weekend Weigh-In: 09/30/17

It’s that time again! Well, it’s actually past time, but I was quite busy on Saturday and didn’t get around to my measurements until last night. I did weigh on Saturday morning, but my tape measure is sitting at work with the rest of my sewing stuff. Thus, I picked up a new sewing kit yesterday at the grocery store for me to keep at home since my sewing stuff is at work indefinitely. Bonus: the new tape measure has not been nibbled on by guinea pigs (yet).

The Good

Aside from having a brand new measuring tape I also have some brand new pairs of jeans. Last weekend, I opted to use a coupon I’d been hanging onto from Torrid and expanded my winter wardrobe with some new items. I’ve been wearing a size 26 jeans since the spring. They still fit pretty well but while I was trying them on I thought…”Why not?”

I tried some 24’s. They were just a smidge snug. What the hell…I went ahead and bought them. I expected to try them on in a few more weeks to see if got any looser. Well, after getting dressed on Saturday and going about my day, I realized that my jeans felt a little snug. Not in a bad way, just a little tighter than I was used to them fitting since my 26’s have been getting a bit loose.

I was about to get upset until I checked the label and realized I’d been wearing my 24’s all day. Without muffin-top. Score!

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The Bad

Okay, so the bad is not so bad. We did our measurements, and comparing them to last month, I realized I had only lost about 2.2 lbs total in the past month. Not as much as I had hoped for, but a loss is still a loss.

Just because I didn’t lose as much in pounds as I wanted, doesn’t mean I get to slack off or love my body any less. It’s important to focus on the things I did right, improve in the areas I’ve neglected, and never stop loving my body.

So I’m redoubling my efforts with MyFitnessPal and planning for more intensity in our next 30-day challenge since there are only 10 days remaining in the one we’ve been doing.

Even the setbacks provide a window to improvement.

 

Measurements

Date: 09-30-17 & 10-1-17

Weight: 283.1 | -0.9

Body Fat %: 55.2 | -1.3

BMI: 48.6 | -0.1

Bust: 56.05″ | -1.5″

Waist: 52.25″ | -0.75″

Hips: 58.5″ | -0.25″

R. Thigh: 27″ | -2″

R. Calf: 17″ | +/- 0″

R. Bicep: 14.5″  | +/- 0″

I had a total, overall inch loss of 6.7″, quite worth the work I’ve put in over the past month. Here’s hoping next month’s measurements are even better!


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What a Difference a Year Makes

Some days are just so much better than others. Occasionally, you have one of those days where everything goes wrong, and then there are days where things just seem to be going right. I’m pretty sure it has to do with the mood you are in when you leave the house.

As I finished getting ready for work this morning, I was having such a good hair day that I decided to take a picture. And then I thought maybe I should take a progress picture. After I took the picture, I looked back at some of my others and boy did my mood lift.

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