I'm Losing It: Round 2

Well, life is back to normal.  Normal meaning, I am alone in my house with only two four-legged fur creatures to keep me company, and Facebook as my window to the outside world.  This week is actually pretty well packed with friends and book clubs, but it also marks my return to the always fascinating world of weight loss documentation.

I know there are few things more interesting to others than how many calories I've burned in a day, how many hours I've exercised, and how jiggly my thighs are at any given moment, so I am once more planning to chronicle my struggles against the chub here each Sunday.

Two months ago, I broke up with the South Beach diet and jetted off to Japan with every intention of getting back to my healthy eating habits when I returned home.  Except then I spent ten days eating whatever I wanted, came home to a sad, empty air condition-less house, and proceeded to eat my feelings interspersed with infrequent moments of guilt-induced vegetable ingestion.

While my mom was here, I did the food pyramid proud as she was in the first two weeks of the South Beach diet, and it was amazing how much better I felt about myself.  Then she left, I ate my weight in Reese's Peanut Butter cups, and I'm back to feeling like a fat cow.

I'm older than I used to be--funny how that works.  My metabolism is crapping out on me.  I'm carrying weight in my waist/stomach which has NEVER been a problem before.  I'm still fitting in a size 0/2 in tops and dresses and 2/4 in shorts and pants, but I have managed to put on almost 10 pounds in 2 months.  That's just gross.  Honestly, I don't understand how that's possible--I haven't been eating THAT badly and I've been exercising.  And yet, the scale doesn't lie.

So, starting tomorrow, I am rebooting my healthy eating habits with the first two weeks of South Beach, and hoping to be a bit lighter by the time Colby comes home in November. Same process as before--working out (except replacing Jillian with Insanity) and following South Beach.  I won't be "officially" starting my diet until tomorrow since I'm going to a dinner party tonight, and can't just sit there and not eat.

Current Weight: 130.8

Goal Weight: 119

I couldn't believe it when I saw that number on the scale this morning.  WHAT THE HELL??  I haven't weighed that much in years.  I'm really embarrassed and angry at myself for letting my addiction to food take over and ignoring what it is doing to my body.  Since I'd like to have this done by Colby's return, that means my weekly weight loss goal is 1.3 pounds.  Doable.  As long as I can resist the siren call of peanut butter and cheese--my two South Beach Diet weaknesses.

Ugh.  Here we go again.

Comments

[McLain]

Uhm, I'm right there with you, only I have more to lose! Good luck!

[Amanda]

Good luck... I've already asked my doctor when I can start dieting again after this baby arrives... it is not easy...

[Brittany]

Good luck girl! You can do it!

And remember, you are always beautiful, inside and out!

[Kaley]

haha....that comic you have up at the top? TRUE. Anyway, I think your goal is totally realistic! You'll do great - I mean, with eating right and Insanity every day, how could you not? I get so annoyed though, too, when 'life' gets in the way and I start eating crappy and all of a sudden, hello!, I feel so fat again. Ugh, I actually feel that way today because of my daughter's birthday yesterday and cake! And candy! And cookies! And potato chips! BARF.

Good luck, you'll do awesome :)

[The Incubator]

Are you sure your scale isn't broken? You are so teeny tiny! I guess you needed me there to nibble on those Reese's:)

[Jessica]

Don't punish yourself for the weight you're at now. It's a work in progress. You fall off the wagon and get back on and try again. That's the attitude I really try to have. Even if I do feel fat 100 percent of the time.

[Chelsea]

Sigh. I would love to weigh 130 pounds. Good luck, lady. I should probably go on some sort of diet too.

[Molly]

"eating my feelings"... Totally been there.