Amen, Anne...that's what I tell people all the time, because so many people can't keep their motivation if they know they can NEVER EVER have a certain food again. I've just found it completely unnecessary to have that all-or-nothing thinking. But we all go about things in different ways.
I want to thank everyone for their kind words about my situation with my grandfather. I believe he's stable right now but I'm still waiting for more information.
Even though I ate too much yesterday and haven't run since Friday, the scale was back down to 163 this morning. Hey, I'll take it.
Sooo tired today. Got home at 11pm last night because we had an academic competition match (I coach the Literature team) and tonight we have a cross country meet so I'll get home fairly late again. Can't wait for spring, when I have no coaching duties!!
On the topic of doctor visits and how weight loss has changed the way we look at them, as mentioned by Meg, Robin, and Bill...
I used to HATE doctors. HATE. HATE. HATE. My doctorphobia started at the age of five, when I participated in this study and then found out I had high cholesterol. Everyone was visibly terrified. From that point on, I started to become a hypochondriac and constantly wonder if things were wrong with me... but I didn't really want to know and I definitely didn't want to see an evil doctor Then, at 12, I got a sports physical and got weighed, which took my fear of doctors to a whole new level, because I was a little bit overweight, and that was unhealthy. I saw a 13 year old girl have a heart attack on Discovery Health earlier that month. What if I was next? The doc wanted to put me on a diet plan. I felt weird. And ugly.
When I got diagnosed with type 1 diabetes at the age of 16, my initial FEAR of doctors turned into flat out LOATHING I suddenly felt like they were all judging me. I didn't like being chastised by this particular character who constantly told me what I needed to improve upon, lectured me if I gave truthful answers to some of his questions, and doubted my truthful answers other times. Then, once I hit 175, I started to hate doctors even MORE because not only was I being judged for my diabetes control, I was being judged for my WEIGHT, as well! Can't they focus on one thing at a time?
Anyway, I had a doctor appointment recently. The last time I had one was pre weight loss. I walked in completely happy, relaxed, and unafraid, which is a total first for me. The doc was SO surprised at how much weight I've lost and told me that I look gorgeous. The office staff all gawked at me and asked me the infamous question of, "How did you DO IT?" (Although none of them really wanted to know.)
Last edited by NightengaleShane; 10-17-2007 at 11:33 AM.
Reason: misspelled DGAdDawg's username
Welcome DGAdDawg! So, were you a DG in college? Or are those your initials!
Bill~so funny about the flossing. DH was saying this just the other day! There was a comic in the paper the other day.....let's post it, it was pretty funny (and DH likened it to flossing).
Not much going on here. Just popping in to say Hi!
Welcome DGAdDawg! So, were you a DG in college? Or are those your initials!
Hi! I was a DG in college.
Thanks for the welcomes...it seems like we all have the same mindset.
Yesterday, I decided to try, again, to do the 7 Weeks to a 5K training program. I did the first day on the treadmill, followed by a BodyPump class. I'm a bit sore today!
Does everyone have an official weigh day? I check mine every day, but I'm thinking of making one day the official one...
Hi everyone, Well after last week of eating completely off track, I braved my scale this morning. My wt. is definitely UP and I had my big reality check. It's time for me now to kick it back in high gear and take these extra 6 lbs. off. Yes, a whole 6 lbs. I don't know why I thought my cheats with some fried fish, cornbread, cookies and pizza wouldn't add up. DUH. (Oh, and Taco Bell food one night). I can most definitely tell already that on DH's weeks at home, that I'm gonna need to stick WAY more consistently to my plan and take time to exercise.
I kinda hate to say this, but I'm actually enjoying the time when DH is gone to work. It's just less stressful. He loves his new job and is making very good pay which does help. But, when he's home, wer'e constantly on the run. Too much eating out. Too much money being wasted (where all I want to do is remodel our home).
Lacy and Shelbey will be out of school this Thurs. and Friday for Fall Break. They both got report cards yesterday and had really good grades. I was very worried about Lacy's Algebra grade but she managed to bring it up. (Lacy has a concert she is planning to go to in November that I had warned her that if she didn't pass all her classes, she would not be going). Kinda mean, I know, but it did force her to do her work.
Meg and Robin, I will again now be working furiously on my book. I guess I just needed that time off to get inspired to finish writing it. Other issues just took precedence there for a while.
Had a really really lousy day today. Tearfull, emotional, difficult work issues, big men telling me what to do and what not to do, lecturing me about what I learned in the past years... What can I say?
I guess the most pervasive thing I learned in these 3 years of burn out, depression, threats of getting fired, divorce, more threats of firing, 2 kids in puberty..is that I HATE big guys to tell me what to do. I did not say this. But I need this job. I stuck with it and sat it out.
I have no idea why HRM people think these sessions would do anything to speed my recovery or my motivation for the job, or why a big HRM guy bellowing to me that if I am worried I should pick up the phone and call him would inspire any confidence or trust.
I have 2 kids to take care off. I need this job. I can stick this out. I have come through a lot of stuff already, so adding a bit will not make that much of a difference.
So tonight I had wine and chocolate icecream and I bought myself pink roses. AND I'm wearing my new pink bra & matching red/pink undies. I'm starting to feel a bit better now, and tomorrow is a new day, and a new exercise opportunity.
I'm so sorry you had a bad day (bad few years at work, it sounds like). I know just what you mean, though. I worked for the 2nd largest hospital chain in the country and we were constantly belittled and berated. We'd be given a goal and actually meet or exceed it and the head honchos would come back with things like "that doesn't count, you can't consider this $$ in the goal." What? money is money and we collected it as they requested, so why doesn't it count? I don't get it. I'm so glad to be out of that rat race. 14 years was far too long.
Wow, so much has happened on the weekly thread since I last had Internet access on Saturday.
We had a wonderful 4 hour sail on Sunday to take our boat from the club to the marina where it gets pulled out for the winter season. MIL and our 6 year old niece came with us. She really loves sailing and helping out with the lines. I hope her adoptive parents will let her visit my MIL next summer so we can take her sailing some more.
Sunday night we went to our favorite Chinese restaurant in Jersey City. The mall parking lot was closed and there were no spots on the streets so we parked in BJ's parking lot. When we got back from eating, our car was gone. As soon as I started to think what was in it - my meds, my 2nd most expensive piece of artwork that needed to be shipped off to a museum, my new cowgirl boots, a cooler full of healthy food - I burst out crying. If I had been alone, I would have thought someone had stolen the car rather then it having been towed.
Near as we can figure, they must have someone who watches the lot and when they saw us walking off in the opposite direction from the store, they had it towed. Fortunately, the light rail had a stop right by the store so I was able to take it back to the stop near our apartment and DH got a cab to the impoundment lot. $150 later and he was able to drive the car back to our apt so I could have my meds that night. One night without them, and I'm not able to sleep. Two nights or more and I'm off to crazy ville. It really scared me to think about not having access to them and that all the Pharmacies were closed so I couldn't buy a night or two replacement at list price (very, very expensive)
Monday, DH had his 2nd surgery to put a new plate in to repair his shattered collarbone. The 1st one was too short and 4 of the 6 screws loosened up on it. Unfortunately, it caused the shattered pieces to break into more parts. DH recovered quicker this time around and is back at work today.
On Tuesday the walk from the NYC hospital to the Path train to NJ, we stopped at a pharmacy to get some meds for DH. We had some time to kill before the prescription was filled and there was a shoe store next door. I've been wanting a pair of black boots so we wandered in to look. It was actually good to have DH there cause he showed me the styles that he likes. He picked out a really cute pair that were suede that didn't fit my foot well, but at least I'll know what to look for in the future. The other ones I tried on were actually too tall for my short, little legs. They all ended up sagging at the ankles.
Then DH found a really nice pair of royal blue patten leather shoes that will go great with my blue sequined dress that I'm wearing for the Halloween party when I go as Holly Hunter accepting her Oscar for The Piano. Who knew DH was so into shoes?
It was such a nice day and DH was feeling well enough that when we got to the Jersey side of the Path, we walked into Hoboken instead of taking the light rail back to the apartment. We walked down Washington Street until we found a restaurant we wanted to try. We picked an Italian one with outdoor tables. I ordered the sauteed spinach and they brought be enough for four meals. He ordered an individual pizza that we ended up sharing and still had almost half left over to take home. The crust was wafer crisp thin, the sauce was delicious, the cheese was just right and stringy, and the fresh mushrooms were amazing. That pizza just claimed the top spot on my 'current favorite' list. Now I just have to avoid going back to that restaurant and also remember that when I'm tempted by other pizza that it won't taste as good.
Tuesday night, I went back into NYC by myself and went to the Strickly Westie dance party and lesson. We worked on musicality which I've always had trouble with hearing the beat. We learned about phases and breaks in the music that I now understand intelluctually, but have trouble hearing in the beat. I'm going to have to spend more time actively listening to music so I can be a better dancer.
I wore my cowgirl boots and got stopped on the street and asked where I got them. That's the third time since this summer that someone's stopped me on the street to ask me about what I was wearing. I felt like I was in a commercial!
Welcome Lo - I was in a local sorority at Lafayette College that pledged Delta Gamma. Some of my friends joined it as alumni.
Meg - good luck on you weight loss goal - but be careful not to lose too much that you can no longer fit your clothes. It's hard to find smaller ones.
LisaMarie - hope your grandfather recovers quickly and that you can see him soon.
Joyof(seven) Lisa - what a cute baby girl.
Rabbit - Give some serious thought to looking for another job. You shouldn't work in a place that brow beats you.
Thanks again for all the kind words for my grandfather. He passed away peacefully this morning. I will be going out of town tomorrow afternoon or early Friday morning to be with my mother and the rest of my family. I'll be around tomorrow, waiting for my husband to wrap some things up at school so we can get away, but then I'll be offline for a few days. I hope everyone has a good weekend, and I'll see you soon.
Lisa, so sorry to hear of your grandfather's passing. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Carolyn, sorry to hear your car was towed. I've had a boot thing put on mine before, but the officer took it off when they found out DH was at that club doing an undercover drug investigation. Also, glad you were able to get the car back and get your med's. I would definitely panic if I didn't have mine.
Rabbit, sorry you had a really bad day. Here's hoping tomorrow will be much better. When I was a single mom, I did stay in jobs where I wasn't happy because I needed the money for my kids. It is defintely a stressful situation. I'm glad you are feeling a little better tonite and I think those roses for yourself was a great idea.
Today was Day 1 of me getting my act back together. My eating was totally on plan. I did use my treadmill and I may just use it again before I go to bed.
Big thanks to RockinRobin, I read her goal story today and it definitely helped remind me of why I started this journey and why I will continue it. Before reading it, I was so depressed that I am now UP 6 lbs. After reading it, I decided to count this as a learning experience and get back on track. At least I caught myself at 6 lbs. instead of 20, 30 or 50. I am determined that I can and will do this. I have set my goal to be back at my goal weight by 12/31/07. I am using Fitday religiously again. Funny how that kinda flew out the window while I was cheating.
Shane, my book is my life story. Includes my childhood, many family deaths, my illness and my taking control of my life and losing the weight to regain my health. It touches some on things that happened also during my nursing career. I am now on Chapter 16. This book is also inspiring to me to be writing right now (I didn't want to have to include a chapter on how I gave up trying and got FAT again.)
I'm finally un-sore from my two days of stairs workouts. I had no idea that running up and down stairs for an hour would leave me sore for nearly three days.
Life wise, my job is sucking all the energy out of me, but only for four days a week. Working 10 hour days is difficult for me, especially when I have to wake up at 5:30 AM every day and I am NOT a morning person. Energy drinks are my friends sometimes, but I don't particularily enjoy the crash that happens after they wear off.
Do any of you drink energy drinks? Am I the only one who gets shooting pains in my head about 5-6 hours after drinking them? I wonder if this is common.
Lily, I'm sure your book will be AWESOME and very inspiring I love reading a good life story.
4rabbit, here's a big your way. I wonder why some people in upper management feel the need to be such PRICKS! My theory is that they are insecure; they have employees who may be more knowledgeable, competent, and/or experienced than they are, so they feel the need to yell at everyone and constantly establish who's boss.
Last edited by NightengaleShane; 10-18-2007 at 07:24 AM.
Shane--running up and down stairs for an HOUR??? Um, yeah, that will make legs sore...
Also, in some people, lots of caffeine can cause headaches. Maybe you should ease off a little... don't quit caffeine all at once, or you may also get a withdrawal headache.
Tricky stuff.
4rabbit, it sounds like it might be a good idea for you to do some job search. The job you have now is not the only job in the world, and the time to find a new one is when you still have the old one.
Other than that, it's just a normal day in paradise here.
Good afternoon everyone--again, quickly hopping in before going to the library, then classes, then weight lifting, then homework.
Shane -- For one hour? Isn't that, like, a 1000-calories workout or something?
4rabbit -- I agree with the others. A job like that sounds like just an accident waiting to happen. You deserve better than to be treated like that.
Lily -- I'd love reading that book, too. I'm sure it'll be pretty inspiring.
Lisa -- My condolences, and a big virtual forum hug, since there isn't much else I could say or do...
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My problem with the TV fee isn't solved yet, but I'm going to wait a little about that: I've talked to my ex, and since we were living together until November 2006, him declaring his TV may have been the reason. So we'll clear that off, share the cost, whatever. I'll see later on, when he's home and not at the office.
Nevertheless, I'm glad this situation hasn't turned into a reason for overeating. I overeat for the most unknown reasons, but anger seems to have been ruled out. Don't ask why, I wouldn't be able to answer. Now if I could know why those two weird "bingy" episodes I've had recently, when this was clrealy never my problem...
Then, at 12, I got a sports physical and got weighed, which took my fear of doctors to a whole new level, because I was a little bit overweight, and that was unhealthy. I saw a 13 year old girl have a heart attack on Discovery Health earlier that month. What if I was next? The doc wanted to put me on a diet plan. I felt weird. And ugly.
Can't they focus on one thing at a time?
So, were you a DG in college? Or are those your initials!
Working 10 hour days is difficult for me, especially when I have to wake up at 5:30 AM every day and I am NOT a morning person. Energy drinks are my friends sometimes, but I don't particularily enjoy the crash that happens after they wear off.
I love reading a good life story.
Um, yeah, that will make legs sore... 
