…again.

Almost a month down, lost 16 lbs. Woot, except it doesn’t count until I get to 219. Seriously not impressed with any weight loss that I have lost how many times before. It is great that I lost it, but it would have been better if I hadn’t gained it back in the first place.

So nowadays I am going to the gym Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. I am doing  1.5 miles on elliptical and/or treadmill. (How do people go for like an hour?!) I am struggling at the 1 mile point! But then I go do weights, arms or legs depending on the day.

I am supposed to do this until October 17th, that is the 6 week mark and then the trainer at the gym will remeasure me and teach me free weights. I don’t want to do free weights, I like the structure of going from machine to machine, but I suppose they know what they are doing.

Next week I start going 2 miles instead of 1.5 and doing 3 sets of weights. Should be interesting.

I need to get my pictures posted. My sister, mother in law and I took pictures on September 1st, and we will retake them every 6 weeks in the same spot with the same clothes. I should have chose a different color though, I am wearing all black and it’s difficult to see the rolls in the pictures!

I am also going to do something I did last year when I was dieting, I would take out all my jeans. I have A LOT of them, like at least 25 pairs, and I would try them on, and put a note in the pocket with weight and how they fit, then I would retry them in a few weeks and remember how they fit. I remember one said like 245 can’t get over thighs, and then at like 225 they were up but not buttoned. It was fun to be able to remember and actually SEE a difference. I will probably do that October 1st. After I put up Halloween decorations!

Once again… I am starting again. What is different this time? I don’t know. Back up to starting weight (of course). I do have a gym membership this go around though.
It has been 11 days on plan and lost 6 lbs, weigh in tomorrow, but I really don’t give a crap about what I lose until I get back to 219. My lowest weight in who-knows-how-long.
I’ve always been a 1200 calorie counter, this time around I am doing 1500. I can tell already 1500 is way easier. I am going to the gym Monday, Tuesday and Thursday.
My Sister and I were talking about how we always do this, and we were saying this is the last time. Either we lose all the weight and move on to maintenance or give up. Forever. Accepts the weight as it is and just quit. That thought both depresses the hell out of me, and motivates me. I can’t keep doing this. Up and down up and down. Ugh. I WILL get to my goal this time. I don’t care how long it takes. From there who knows? But this is a bunch of crap and I am sick of it.