No loss, no gain. I remember in Weight Watchers they were always totally fine with maintaining so I have to keep that in mind. I've lost 17 pounds in six months for goodness sake. Look at my pants! I'm down 2 pants sizes. Those are 18s that fit this time last year and my 16s are baggy enough that I'm sure 14s would fit if I chose to go shopping. That beer belly is getting smaller. I can SEE my body changing and next week's monthly measurements are sure to show progress.
I feel like this very unflattering candid photo definitely shows I'm smaller
Lifetime Steps: 2,351,326
That's 89,520 since last week which averages out to 12,789 steps a day. I've hit or exceeded my 10k goal every day since Saturday April 15. This weekend I spent a lot of time active: swimming, walks, driving range and trampolines with the kids. Nice to not be super sore after all that.
Frame of Mind
The scale is messing with me. I feel like I move all the time and it's not enough. I guess I could try harder with the calorie counting. I've sort of decided that the fasting in the morning may not be the best bet but not snacking after 7 is something I will stick with. Clearly I need to work in some sit ups or push ups or weight training. I made it M-Th last week without drinking and I'm proud of that. Still not having sugar in my coffee at work. On Friday night I overdid it on pizza and sweets and Saturday night we had Thai dinner; both times I got super sick to my stomach afterward. I definitely had some beer this weekend. Ugh. It's not that fun to always be thinking about this stuff. I need to remember what is motivating me though. I don't want high cholesterol. I don't want to be a fat mom. I don't want to die young because I wasn't taking care of myself. This is not a race, it's a marathon. This is not a diet, it's a lifestyle change. I didn't gain 30 lbs in a week, I gained it over the course of years. I've only really been at this thing for 6 months and I'm doing really well. So there.
Down 1.2 since last week and 17 overall. 3 weeks to lose 6+ pounds. I'm not optimistic but if I can get 3 pounds down I'll be stoked with a 20 pound weight loss by 40. I'm on the last notch on one of my new belts and even on that last notch it is too loose. I bought regular old XL shirts instead of the "larger lady" 1X that I'd been buying. Progress is being made and I'll be thrilled when I can fit in 14s because my 16s are loose now.
I've been pretty good with this "fasting" experiment. I don't go crazy with it and if I feel like I can't make it the whole 16 hours between dinner and breakfast, I just eat. Pushing back breakfast until 11 is not terribly hard and I definitely eat less when I make it the full 16 hours. I drink my three cups of coffee with milk (no sugar) in between. I have a sweet after dinner but stop eating at 7 pm. I didn't drink M-W last week which is better than usual. Trying not to drink until Saturday this week. We'll see if I make it though it seems to be easier when Husband is on call because I'm less likely to drink alone. Not drinking beer is boring, by the way. Not a fan. All this water... Lifetime Steps: 2,261,806
That's 85,179 since last week which averages to 12,168 steps a day. I was 785 shy on Friday but that's okay since I made up for it on Saturday with 14,959 steps. Probably more than that since we were at the beach and I didn't wear my bracelet in the water for an hour or so. I didn't much feel like walking this weekend but after my nap the dogs relentless pawed at me until I walked them. I'm grateful for the additional help and motivation. Tonight starts four weeks of t-ball with Casey. Not sure how actively involved I will be in that practice like I was with soccer but the walk to and from the park will help with increasing my activity level.
Frame of Mind
I am glad this last period is behind me. It was a doozy. I had a panic attack on Monday night and it really messed with me, couldn't sleep... yeah it was bad. I feel like I put that behind me though so I'm relieved. Sometimes my mind reaches some pretty dark places. Grateful to have my husband to keep me in line.
Happy Good Friday Easter sure sneaked up on me Where are you, bunny? *** Chocolate bunnies And Cadbury Mini Eggs Creme Eggs are great, too *** Can't forget Jesus! The reason for the season! Or is that Christmas?
Down .4 since last week, 15.8 overall. This is "still down" but I am getting slightly discouraged. At this rate I will not meet my goal of being under 200 in 4 weeks. I don't want to ditch the goal, but may have to be satisfied if I can just get to 20 lbs total lost by my 40th.
Lifetime Steps: 2,176,627
88,694 since last week which averages 12,671 per day. I've hit or exceeded 10K every day since Sunday March 26. I've really enjoyed listening to podcasts while walking. S-Town, Season 1 of Serial and another good one called In the Dark are all now under my belt. Looking to start a new one.
Frame of Mind
Well, I'm definitely down and I assume it's PMS. I got a very upset stomach last night after dinner and fell asleep on the couch and today I just feel like a sore, grumpy mess. Yesterday I fought with someone on FB over stupid Sean Spicer and am re-evaluating my relationship with social media. I told Andrea I'll likely deactivate FB after I'm done receiving all my 40th birthday wishes because I want attention and I'm shallow. I've done very little actual reading of books and that is bumming me out. Just a big ol' meh.
In an effort to push through this plateau, I am trying not to drink Monday through Thursday; this is week 2. Last week I only slipped once thanks to a Yolanda's margarita on Wednesday after soccer that I simply couldn't pass up. This week is looking better. I'm not snacking after dinner and that has led to trying something called intermittent fasting. Depending on what I read, it's either great or terrible. Basically, you fast for 16 hours and have 8 hours where you can eat. Monday I only made it 13 but yesterday I did hit 16. I basically don't eat after dinner (7 p.m.) until 11 a.m. the next day. You're not supposed to have anything other than water during the fast but I'm doing it my way and am allowing coffee with milk in it. I am no longer putting sugar in my work week coffee, another big step.
Hopefully these subtle changes mixed with maintaining my walking routine and healthier eating strategy will give me a little better weigh in after my period is done. Allegedly, Aunt Flo should be knocking on the door of my womb any day now. Being a woman is rough with all these hormones and basically worrying about bloating 50% of the time. 1 week of PMS, 1 week of menses and 2 weeks where things are okay. Silliness. Oh, I guess I should add I tried 30 minutes of yoga on Monday night thanks to Amazon Prime and that felt great. I need to do that again. I have slacked a bit on the resistance band because not gonna lie, I don't like it.
I don't even know how I can go about writing a review for a movie about Smurfs. The Smurfs were lame when I was a kid and the movies that have preceded this one were all kind of flops so you really know what you're getting before you even go. I had no desire to see this but see it we did because it happened to start sooner than Boss Baby. Neither are really not on the receiving end of glowing reviews. I'm such a cartoon snob but Daddy had homework and the kids deserved a treat so I took them to see The Lost Village.
Much in the vein of Trolls, we are treated to a psychedelically bright land full of tiny, imaginary creatures - just minus the hip Justin Timberlake inspired soundtrack. We learn that the male Smurfs, who are the majority, all have a defining feature: Hefty is strong; Brainy is smart; Clumsy is, well, clumsy. However, Smurfette, the sole female Smurf, is sort of not anything specific. As the movie progresses, we find a lost village of female warrior Smurfs and Smurfette sort of finds herself. Poor Dwight Schrute was underutilized as the quite boring yet evil Gargamel. I did laugh quite a bit at Hefty but the jokes were repetitive and stale and there wasn't much magic here for me.
Some of you may not know this but Smurfette is not really a Smurf. She is an enchanted ball of clay that Gargamel created in order to aid his infiltration of Smurf Village. Because of this anomaly, she is able to absorb Gargamel's evil plan and ends up saving the Smurfs but as a result, reverts back to clay form. It's a very sad moment in the film and the Smurfs have the equivalent of a funeral for her. My daughter, a gangster of a 3-year old, watched this funeral and her chin began to tremble and her eyes filled with tears. My son, an aloof 6-year old, said "I can't believe we came to see this movie! It is so sad!" as he clutched me tighter to him. I, a jaded mother on the cusp of 40, had to wipe the tears from her eyes because my children were devastated over a blue blob of clay. It's all fun and games until shit like this happens. Luckily it gets turned around and we were able to leave on a high note but I thought I'd throw this in to let you know that a mostly forgettable movie left a very memorable imprint on us Fridays.
I like it when America is inadvertently represented.
This sculpture reminds me of a hand of cards.
This is currently on Oxnard Blvd. I wonder how old that sign is?
The bridge I walk over and this cool old sign.
Because why not.
Train tracks always fascinate me.
Not sure who decided to paint these things but great idea.
A garden fence in Colonia
I walk through what is essentially an agricultural and industrial area, dilapidated downtown, and one of the poorer neighborhoods in Oxnard. I see a lot of homeless people, people living in illegally parked campers, people hitting pipes on the side of the road and so many signs of poverty. I get to inhale the citrus getting packed at Saticoy Lemon. I get to wonder if I've applied my deodorant when I walk past Gills Onions. I get dirt blown in my face by big rigs loading at random produce distributors. I listen to my podcasts or my walk playlist of marching music. I get a farmers tan and shorts/sock-lines while I burn calories. That hour is one of the best hours of my day because my brain basically goes blank and I just go where my feet take me. I highly recommend it.
Weight: 207.6 Down 0.8 this week and down 15.4 overall. I have 5 weeks to lose 8 pounds to hit my goal of being under 200 by my 40th.
Measurements March vs April
(These numbers are probably more accurate since I got one of those soft measuring tapes.)
Bust 41 - 39.5 (November was 44 so down 4.5")
Chest 35 - 37 (November was 36 so really about the same)
Waist 37.5 - 37 (November was 39 so down 2")
Hips 44 - 43 (November was 45 so down 2")
Thigh 25 - 24.5 (November was 27 so down .5")
Arm 13.5 - 14 (November was 14 and another maintain)
Lifetime Steps: 2,087,933
96,116 since last week which averages out to 13,731 steps a day. I've hit or exceeded my step goal every day since Sunday March 26. My highest day of all time was this past Sunday when I hit 17,793.
Frame of Mind
Poopy. Is this PMS? Seems too soon but probably. I am bummed how little I lost this week because I really stepped up my step count. We swam for an hour on Saturday with the kids. My highest steps ever on Sunday. I've had two nights so far incorporating the resistance band into an arm workout. Then again, I really wasn't great about last week's dinners and I drank more beer this weekend than any person really should. I've been paying more attention this week and will really have to not go nuts this weekend with the beer. I am down over all and need to chill the fuck out but it's discouraging when I'm this close and have to lose about 2 pounds a week to get where I need to be and this week I missed it by 1.2 pounds.
April begins the no drinking Monday through Thursday experiment. That means for 16 days this month, I won't drink. I'm also going to really try to not eat anything after my meal those days as well. That ought to cut at least 250 calories a night and that would be 4,000 calories for the month. Supposedly 3,500 calories burns a pound. So there's that. I'm going to keep at these resistance bands and just keep walking. I've got soccer tonight and then T-ball starts on the 19th so there will be a little extra activity with the boy. I can't get discouraged but I can't go nuts either. I don't want this to turn into some weird disorder.