Trouble with the Curvy

Today is an amazing historic day. If you're thinking that I'm referring to making it into the 60's, well, you'd be wrong. I did not make it into the 60s last night. I weighed in at 170.8lbs. I was a little disappointed but when I thought back to where I started how can I really be disappointed with that? Its coming soon and when it does it will be its own historic day. I'm referring to the Supreme Court making it legal for any American couple to get married. I don't intend for this blog to spiral into a political blog but this is something that really means something to me and I felt compelled to mark the day because this blog is somewhat of a journal as well as a weight loss tool. I can't help but be elated when love wins. I'm a hopeless romantic and it brings tears to my eyes that love prevailed in the face of fierce opposition. So many people have fought for so long for the right to marry the person they love and today they can celebrate. This is ...

It is going to happen today! Tonight when I get home and I get back from my walk and I step on that scale I will see a 6 in the middle!! This is not to say that when I wake up tomorrow morning that it will still be there because that's unlikely. I weigh myself twice per day; once in the morning and once after my walk. There is usually a 3-4lb difference in the readings and helps me to determine what things I do in a day really work. Yesterday morning I weighed in at 174lbs. Last night after my walk the reading was 171.8. It was so close I could taste it... no pun intended... This morning I was at 173.8 and I am certain I can see a 6 tonight if I walk on my lunch break and walk tonight after work. I need this a lot because it will make progress feel real. Yesterday was a nearly perfect day and would have been perfect if I had remembered my FitBit yesterday morning and I feel so great. This power week thing is kind of awesome. I even put on a tshirt this morning I haven't worn ...

Yesterday was pretty much a bust. I got rained out on both walks and when I got home Ben had washed and dried an entire mountain of clothes that needed folding. Excuse? Probably, but there is something about a rainy day that zaps me. My food choices were great yesterday though and today the sun is shining and its another chance for a do-over! I've also added a bonus point to my 10 things to achieve each day (I had to crank it to 11...). Brutus loves training now that he can't walk. He loved it before but now he has all kinds of energy that is most constructively applied to training. I felt so helpless that day but training is something I can actively do and if I'm being honest its my own laziness that we don't do it more often. While I don't think the extra point helps my fitness in any way, it does help me not be lazy which is also a goal that does matter to my fitness. Laziness is a big part of losing weight both as a hindrance and as an aid. I know that sound...

The first day of Power Week went great! I only earned 9 points though because I should have drank more water but that is an easy fix. Today is not going as swimmingly because the rain is washing out my walks. I clearly didn't consider weather in planning my two weeks of "gettin' skinny." Instead I'm going to be forced to check out one of those YouTube routines I found but exercising for an hour at home is nearly impossible for me because there is a handsome boy and adorable dog that compete for my attention. I would always rather hang out with them than do anything else and it distracts me and sucks all my ambition out of me. I suppose I could say to Ben "Honey would you mind leaving your home and bringing our dog (you know, the crippled one that needs to have a boot he hates applied every time he goes out in the rain) for about an hour so I can exercise at the house in peace." That, to me, seems pretty selfish and a bit ridiculous. If I asked I think ...

Last Monday I talked a big game about how "this is going to be the week I hit the 60's" all woohooing and delirious with unrealistic ambition. I, in fact, did not hit the 60's. I did enjoy a milkshake, some fried food, and a whole lot of auction fun that kept my focus elsewhere from Wednesday through yesterday. I completely checked out and as a result the scale gave me a hearty fist shaking with a ripe 178lbs this morning. I've also talked a big game about "making life changes" and "doing things that will make a long term difference" and about not giving up everything I love just to be skinny. I still think these are all principles that have gotten me to where I am today but its time that I sock myself with some realism. To lose weight you have to eat less than you burn. In order to do that I need to not eat milkshakes and fries and I need to exercise more. I think the biggest thing I've learned how to do is to maintain the weight I keep ...

Over the 8 years Ben and I have been together we have accumulated a lot of crap. When we moved into our house we kept a storage unit because our entire house contains one single closet that is not very big at all. We have been saying for two years that we would clean it out and get rid of the stuff that we didn't need anymore. After two years of talking about it and a month and a half of actually doing it, we are finally done! Among the ton of junk I found bags of clothes that I remember putting away thinking that I would wear them "someday" when I lost weight. I'm pretty sure that when I packed them away I never really had an intention to lose weight. Perhaps subconsciously I did but those clothes were not a motivation at all. When I found them it was like going shopping again with stuff I already knew I would love. The best find was two pairs of capri dress pants that were size 12. When I started this blog two years ago I was a size 18. For most of the past year I...

To be clear I don't mean that Zumba is like turning tricks, contrary to popular belief. Last night a thought struck me as I was trying to keep up with the new instructor in my Zumba class. As she was salsa-ing and shaking her booty like she had the Alabama Shakes, she did this thing with her hips and when I tried to mimic it and failed an image of Brutus popped into my head. He's learned several "tricks" - sit, shake, high 5, "hug", and "focus" where he touches his nose to the back of my hand. He LOVES to train and is a little workaholic. When the treats come out he knows he has to perform and if you sit there and ignore him for a bit... say 5 to 10 seconds he just starts going through his entire repertoire of tricks at the same time making him look like an adorable furry fool. As I was trying to move like my instructor, I felt like I looked as adorably foolish and I busted out laughing much to the dismay (or confusion) of the rest of my class. L...