2 posts tagged “weight loss”

 

Friday: Woke up at 4.44am this morning. That was a good sign. The number 4 is my lucky number. Crazy, if it happened to be 4.45am I probably would have hit my snooze button. But 444 really got my attention. That was the only good thing about this morning... the rest slid downhill. 

 

I got up and quickly packed for my last minute trip this weekend. The rest of the morning my mind wrestled between whether I had remembered to pack everything and how I could finish my tasks for the week, since I had a dentist appointment in the afternoon. I was so distracted I missed my bus stop. Then I got onto the bus again, and missed my stop again. Whereupon I headed on into Macdonald's, ordered some pancakes and called it a day. 10 minutes later and laden with my pancake-booty. I headed for the bus stop and there was the bus. Yay! It turns out I was waving down the Sherrif's bus. Looking rather bashful I sat back down on the bench and pretended to be examining the inside of my Macdonald's bag.

This is it. I'm convinced I need help. I'm going to put my head down and just go according to a list of tasks I have on my desk. Nothing else can go wrong if I just stick to that.

What I remembered to pack:

1. T-shirts (it's hot in Orlando, why do I not own spaghetti strap tops or at least sweat patch friendly T's)

2. Jean's. 

3. Running gear. ( Ipod, sneakers, shorts) 

4. 2 cosmetics bag (1st = shower gear, 2nd= make-up and other prettifying potions)

5. Socks and other bits and pieces.

6. Phone charger

7. Evening clothes (all this mean is I have 2 shiny blouses packed in too)

 

What I forgot to pack for Orlando:

1. Phone

2. Camera and camera charger

 

What I forgot in Orlando:

1. Oprah magazine. The reading issue!

2. A container or fruit and some banana's. Man I could really go for one of those now. I only had half an apple for breakfast.

3. Pillow

What I forgot today:

1. Handbag in Subway. Thank goodness it was still there when I rushed back to pick it up. On my way there, I kept thinking, there's nothing in it I would miss.

 

Status on the 27 list:

Professional perfection: I was too tired to workout this morning or take the bus. Bus-ing it requires waking up at 5am. I roused meh-self somewhere around 6-ish. I can't use this excuse tomorrow.

Money Matters:Money spent on trip was incredible. My roommate said something about eating sandwhiches for the next few weeks. He may just be onto something.

BPB: I was so worried about not turning into a puddle from the heat that I never bothered with this one.

Weight loss: 136!!!!!!!! 2 pounds down from Friday! Whoooooopie!!!!!!! That's a new record folks. I said something rash this weekend about trying to only eat uncooked fresh produce. I would eat a burger or pizza. Then I would make the claim again for the next meal. It was a vicious cycle. I don't think anyone believes me anymore.

Reading: I read a chapter of John Irving's Water Method Man. That's sensible stuff, right? 

Something new: I have decided to be cold. I am forever bundling up and keeping snug. Today I have decided to open the A/C vent in my room and live with the frosty air. I'm not sure if I'm doing the reasonable or crazy thing here.

Learn to Spell: I made a new word today, Doubtieness. The mindset that lends to one being suspicious of new ideas.

Run: No running. There was so little sleeping done this weekend that running is the farthest thing from my mind.

Say only nice things: I should change this one to 'say anything at all'. I spent the weekend with new people being shy and silent for most of it. I don't mind my shyness too much. I only worry that my lack of conversational input may be regarded as stubbornness or worse boredom.  Ah well.

Learn to whistle: Love the sound of my voice in the morning. It's all mucous and gritty sexiness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Anatomy of Fat...

Ok, so how long can you appreciate yourself in the mirror before it becomes inappropriate and uncomfortable to the people around you?  What does this have to do with the anatomy of Fat? Well, hopefully at the end of this blog note we'll know.

(ok, on a side note, who goes home on their lunch break? A girl who has forgotten her wallet.  But there's a story behind it, I originally left the house this morning with my wallet but had to go back in because I forgot ...er... I forget what I forgot actually. But anyway, I had to go back in and I was holding my wallet in my hands, and had to put it down to riffle through a few drawers.  See, perfectly reasonable... it could happen to anyone.  Why does it suddenly seem as if it would have been more prudent not to have begun this side note?).

First, the light turned red. I call this light the 'blunder of Broward county'. It's literally a 3 minute wait at this light.
So I settled in, shifted gears into park and turned the radio up.  I looked to my left and I literally *gasped*. There was a sight I won't soon forget.Thighs... thighs wide and dimpled... lots of thigh in a very short pair of shorts and topped off with a horizontally patterned t-shirt. She was overweight. That's being kind. She was obese. She proceeded to sit down on the Bus stop bench. Then I got angry at myself for the fact that I even had the thought 'what on earth is such a fat person doing wearing a tiny pair of shorts?' For goodness sakes, I haven't worn horizontal stripes in 10 years.  As far as I was concerned she was a freedom fighter for fat girls. Heck I even felt empowered a little bit at the sight of her. Until she reached under her shirt and adjusted one of her folds of fat. er...

Second, I very quickly turned to the right... and the man in the car next to me had his head on his steering wheel. He leaned back. Seized the steering wheel with apparent frustration. Then he covered his face with his hands, shook himself and put his hands back on the wheel.  Well...er...

Third, I turned and looked straight ahead. My local CVS pharmacy seemed to be having some kind of carnival give-away day. No no, those lights were actually police sirens with flashing lights. Crickey! I counted at least 6 squad cars. Whatever it was that was happening there, I didn't want to know.

Forth, maybe I'll just look up at that red light and wait for it to change.  And right about then I realized that the song playing on the radio was Mary.J. Blige's  'Just Fine'.

Feels so good,
when you’re doing all the things that you want to do
Get the best out of life, treat yourself to something new
Keep your head up high
In yourself, believe in you, believe in me
Having a really good time, I’m not complaining
And I’m a still wear a smile if it raining
I got to enjoy myself regardless
I appreciate life, I’m so glad I got mine
So I like what I see when I’m looking at me
When I’m walking past the mirror

        

Maybe there is something to be said, for having 3 minutes to ponder life.  Right then in that moment I was grateful for being me. With a little hard work I am no longer in the obese BMI range. At my worst I could count my tummy folds on more than 1 hand.  Being forgetful and losing my phone for the day is nothing compared to losing my job or a loved one.  Lastly I've never been in a situation so unsafe it warranted multiple police cars. Imagine, just 3 minutes earlier I felt awful silly about leaving my wallet at home and a little vain for staring at myself at my local gym mirror- for ten minutes because I couldn't believe that I looked something other than 'pudding-ness'.  Yes I'm slightly vain, a little forgetful and by golly that's 'just fine'.