Good morning all! Or good afternoon by now, I guess.
Last night went awry for me - work interfered with the art walk for some of the participants, so we ended up not going. Things got complicated and DH ended up staying awake all night with insomnia, so I woke up at 8:30 this morning and put him to bed for a few hours with some Advil PM. I feel like the rest of the day has been catch up. I'm trying to shake off the malaise I'm feeling today so I can move forward for the rest of the evening and tomorrow.
Allison - I'm glad that the scale was good to you and it wasn't just smiling on DH!
Saef - I'm glad your scale was kind, too. I find that when I weight daily it allows me to see the fluctuations, which theoretically makes me better able to absorb a large jump from something stupid. Or at least that is what I tell myself as I almost religiously log my weight on my chart and in my spreadsheet and in my GWF database every single day of my life. (I'm obviously a little OCD, too.)
Bargoo - sounds like a great way to wakeup! I'm glad you had a relaxing night.
BigIslandGirl - welcome to our insanity! I hear you on the grief, and I didn't expect it either. Even after years it stills pops in occasionally. Most often when I'm faced with a food choice that I feel like I can't make but really want to make and why can't I have it just this once? And on and on.
Exhale - I hope WW gives you what you need right now.
KC - ah, the joy of the food stand... I can't tell you how much I love a deep fried taquito. Oh my goodness, yes. Join in on the group hugs, drink lots of water today to get rid of the leftover grease, and we'll keep on keeping on.
Good weekend, everyone!
Last edited by Shannon in ATL; 04-14-2012 at 04:04 PM.
I look on you all as friends I haven't met and although we all lead different lives and face different problems and face different kinds of stress, I really feel that we are here for each other.
This, exactly. Even though we haven't met, we are here for each other and supportive. We are from different places and circumstances, but we are all on the same road here and help each other over the rough spots.
I met a sweet woman when I was on a school trip to France back in 1993. We've continued to write letters and now emails ever since. She is as real to me as people I see every day, as are all of you guys. Thanks.
Maniapause has taken over my soul - my husband is soooo confused (so am I). Anger, irritation, defeat, mean, not me. It's funny that the sane part (small, small part) of my brain can tell me that its hormones, it'll pass, be calm, breath AHHHHHHHHH I NEED TO BREAK SOMETHING!!! I'm at my goal weight - Uh, I guess that matters......?! I hate being crazy, other people are crazy...I'm sensible, joyful, calm........I'll just shut-up.
I couldn't bear to even think about stepping on the scale this morning. My shorts are a tad snug. I don't think tomorrow bodes well, either. But I'm home. So at least now I have a lot more control on the foods I can choose!
BigIslandGirl, I don't get manic, I get suicidal. The whole world blackens. I had that feeling while driving to the gym this morning: "What's the use? Of anything ... anything at all. There is nothing I can think of that gives me any pleasure."
Then, hours later, I get home from the gym and find, oh, dear, it's started. I should have known. After all, now I've got an 18-day cycle, only I keep pretending I don't and it's just an anomaly every month. So there's the rational explanation for the weight gain, in spite of my strenuous efforts, and also my ink-black mood.
You're right, the hormones can make you forget that a lot of it is their fault. They're very insidious that way.
Girls, hormones are like lovers- you're damned if you have one/them. you're damned if you don't.
Here's a not so nice tale of self sabotage:
Part of my commitment to lifestyle/healthy eating is that we had a family photo scheduled. A local photographer put a deal on groupon and I bought a session. Also, there was a chance this tv opportunity would return and I wanted to be as slim as possible.
Now, I've been at 122 for the past week. Last night (the night before our big picture day) we ordered in Italian food. I specifically ordered large salads so I didn't pig out on the pizzas we ordered. I also ordered a chicken parm for my dh. Also, note, I had been a leeetle bit restrictive with my eating yesterday. I had the cheese off of 2 or 3 pieces, the cheese blob off of the parm and half the chicken parm (it was good). Oh, and ht pizza crusts in the [arm red sauce.
This am - up four pounds and wicked bloated- which I carry in my face. WTG, moron (you realize I'm talking to myself)
OK, whatev, ran 4ish miles, fast and hard, took tub bath (someone on this site that was good for bloat reduction) and moved on. Gave a lecture this am- it went really well. Had photo op with family. Also, tolerated well by all.
Now, back into the snack bar for another 4 hours.
Will return tonight to report being back on the wagon.
Me too. Self-censored: I ****** up a lot this weekend, deliberately, repeatedly, and so thoroughly that I've come out the other side. Not much left to say; I will update my ticker tomorrow and join the food and exercise accountability threads. Have to get through a dinner of squirrel and beer first. Yes, I'm serious.
Me too. Self-censored: I ****** up a lot this weekend, deliberately, repeatedly, and so thoroughly that I've come out the other side. Not much left to say; I will update my ticker tomorrow and join the food and exercise accountability threads. Have to get through a dinner of squirrel and beer first. Yes, I'm serious.
Is the squirrel cooked in the beer? No seriously, my DH's relatives hunt. I have eaten possum, moose, bear, venison (old hat to them), and all have been stewed with/in various things. Bear in red wine with prunes and onions is really good!
in the danger zone- dinner time. ate not too much today starving. will post back w/moderate eating and my success. (I hope )
I've had rabbit venison, wood pigeon, but never squirrel
Last edited by kittycat40; 04-15-2012 at 07:21 PM.
Here's the rundown on dinner. There were 3 squirrels involved. 1 was taken by DS12, the other two were part of the local crowd at the host's house, who refused to mind the rules of the birdfeeder. The meat was braised for about an hour and half til very tender; then he had celery, onion, and straw mushrooms sauteed in a different skillet. The meat was dusted in seasoned flour (black and white pepper), then fried in butter to warm it through and brown the coating. Then it was all mixed up together and served over a wild rice mix, and sprinkled with capers. Incredible! Beer was the beverage. And a beautiful green salad on the side. The meat was very mild for a dark meat - if it were to be served to the unknowing, it would be darn near impossible to guess. It could almost have passed for pheasant. A good time was had by all, and I did not ruin it with my dark thoughts and self-directed anger.
Tomorrow, a fresh start and the penance of detox for a few days.
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