Weigh-in this morning was exactly the same as weigh-in last week: 175.8. Which, considering how badly (and deliberately) I fell off the wagon for Christmas, is not bad at all. I'll take it.
Since Thanksgiving, I've gained about one pound, overall. One pound, between Thanksgiving and two family birthdays and multiple Christmas parties and feasts? I'll take it.
This year, in 2009, I've lost about 70 pounds. I've also lost about 90% of the knee pain I was having this time last year, and 75% of the pain in my feet. I gained some shoulder pain, but I think I'm starting to make progress on that, so... I'll take it.
Even if I don't lose any more weight from this point forward -- and I don't for an instant believe I'm done, but if I were -- then I'm still thinner and healthier than I've been at any time in the last fifteen years.
I'll take it.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
...And Up
Today's weigh-in: 175.8, which is up 1.8 pounds from last week. Can't say I'm terribly surprised, what with the party, and the other party, and the third party, and the stress-eating, and then the friend over for dinner and margaritas last night.
Looking at my chart, though, it looks like I've been more or less maintaining since Thanksgiving (down and then up and down and then up and down and then...) which is not horribly unreasonable, what with all the birthdays and holidays and such. So my son's birthday is today, and we're having my parents over tomorrow for Christmas Eve dinner, and then Friday is Christmas.
And then it'll be time to throw out or give away any leftover candy and cookies and other goodies, and get my behind back into the gym, and get back on the diet wagon and start making some serious progress.
Looking at my chart, though, it looks like I've been more or less maintaining since Thanksgiving (down and then up and down and then up and down and then...) which is not horribly unreasonable, what with all the birthdays and holidays and such. So my son's birthday is today, and we're having my parents over tomorrow for Christmas Eve dinner, and then Friday is Christmas.
And then it'll be time to throw out or give away any leftover candy and cookies and other goodies, and get my behind back into the gym, and get back on the diet wagon and start making some serious progress.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Bracing
Well, I weighed in at 174 this morning, which is down 1.2 from last week's "real" weight, so good job, me! (Also, it's a grand total of 99 pounds lost, which doesn't even seem real.)
Of course, I suspect I'm about to fall right the heck back off the wagon, here. Friday is my office's holiday party -- and since I was the coordinator, I already know exactly what awesome food is going to be there. And Saturday is our Christmas party at home (again with the tasty treats). And Sunday is the family party to celebrate my son's birthday.
No matter how restrained I am, getting on the scale Monday morning is going to be painful, I expect.
Oh, well. Let's talk about realistic expectations: I told myself that I'd be satisfied with maintaining through the holidays, which means that my weigh-in on January 6th (the first weigh-in that's completely out of the holiday block) should be no more than 175.6, which is where I was at the beginning of December. And the last time I addressed my goals, back in October, I talked about wanting to hit my 100 total pounds lost mark by the end of January. Which, I think, is still eminently reasonable and perfectly doable, despite the temptations of the next few days.
Which is not so much giving myself permission to misbehave as it is acknowledging reality, taking responsibility for correcting any slip-ups, and promising to move forward without too many glances backward.
Of course, I suspect I'm about to fall right the heck back off the wagon, here. Friday is my office's holiday party -- and since I was the coordinator, I already know exactly what awesome food is going to be there. And Saturday is our Christmas party at home (again with the tasty treats). And Sunday is the family party to celebrate my son's birthday.
No matter how restrained I am, getting on the scale Monday morning is going to be painful, I expect.
Oh, well. Let's talk about realistic expectations: I told myself that I'd be satisfied with maintaining through the holidays, which means that my weigh-in on January 6th (the first weigh-in that's completely out of the holiday block) should be no more than 175.6, which is where I was at the beginning of December. And the last time I addressed my goals, back in October, I talked about wanting to hit my 100 total pounds lost mark by the end of January. Which, I think, is still eminently reasonable and perfectly doable, despite the temptations of the next few days.
Which is not so much giving myself permission to misbehave as it is acknowledging reality, taking responsibility for correcting any slip-ups, and promising to move forward without too many glances backward.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Addendum
I totally called it. I ate (more or less) on-plan yesterday, drank plenty of fluids to rehydrate after the alcohol and flush the late-night stuff, and this morning? 175.2. (Both the bathroom scale and the Wii Fit agreed on the size of the drop, even, so it's not just that the scale is getting flaky and random on me again.) Not just a less-egregious gain, but even a 0.4-pound loss. If I call that my official weigh-in for the week (which I think I will), then that's a total loss of 97.8 pounds. I'm 2.2 pounds away from breaking the triple-digit barrier!
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Falling Off the Wagon
I'm up 1.2 pounds this morning, to 176.8. Though yesterday I was at 175 (which would have been a .6 loss) and I'm thinking the damage isn't quite as bad as it looks.
Certainly, I've earned some gain. I sort of quit tracking food over the weekend. We had our annual cookie party on Sunday, after which we went out to eat; and then Monday I skipped the gym, and then yesterday I went out for lunch and indulged in french fries, and then last night went to my book club and had both alcohol and egregious amounts of sugar -- enough to make me actually slightly nauseous. And then I had a stomach cramp around 2:30 this morning, and I didn't get back to sleep for a good hour or so.
Now usually, book club is on Wednesday, after my weigh-in, which gives me the week to recover. Late-night eating often results in an artificial morning bump, and alcohol always gives me a half-pound or so bump the next day, due to water retention, and poor sleep sometimes gives me a weight spike, too. So it's entirely possible that anywhere from a half-pound to a pound of that gain might be gone again by tomorrow. If it is, I may revise my official weigh-in for this week to reflect the more realistic number.
Which by no means lets me off the hook. I need to get back to tracking my food, and I need to stop eating so much junk, and I need to get back to my workouts. I'm okay with more or less maintaining my weight through the holidays, but a net gain is not what I want. Time to get back on the wagon.
Certainly, I've earned some gain. I sort of quit tracking food over the weekend. We had our annual cookie party on Sunday, after which we went out to eat; and then Monday I skipped the gym, and then yesterday I went out for lunch and indulged in french fries, and then last night went to my book club and had both alcohol and egregious amounts of sugar -- enough to make me actually slightly nauseous. And then I had a stomach cramp around 2:30 this morning, and I didn't get back to sleep for a good hour or so.
Now usually, book club is on Wednesday, after my weigh-in, which gives me the week to recover. Late-night eating often results in an artificial morning bump, and alcohol always gives me a half-pound or so bump the next day, due to water retention, and poor sleep sometimes gives me a weight spike, too. So it's entirely possible that anywhere from a half-pound to a pound of that gain might be gone again by tomorrow. If it is, I may revise my official weigh-in for this week to reflect the more realistic number.
Which by no means lets me off the hook. I need to get back to tracking my food, and I need to stop eating so much junk, and I need to get back to my workouts. I'm okay with more or less maintaining my weight through the holidays, but a net gain is not what I want. Time to get back on the wagon.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Zeno
Weigh-in today: 175.6, up 1 pound from last week. So total loss is 97.4.
Last year, when I was averaging a loss of about 2 pounds a week, I got a bad case of uck just before Thanksgiving, lost six pounds in one week, and then gained 2 of them back the next.
This year, averaging about 1 pound a week, I got a mild case of uck just before Thanksgiving, lost three pounds in one week, and then gained 1 of them back. The halving of last year's numbers amuses me mightily. It's like the Zeno's paradox of weight loss.
Maybe next year (when I'll hopefully be maintaining), I'll have a vague case of queasies, lose a pound and a half, and then gain three-quarters of it back.
Last year, when I was averaging a loss of about 2 pounds a week, I got a bad case of uck just before Thanksgiving, lost six pounds in one week, and then gained 2 of them back the next.
This year, averaging about 1 pound a week, I got a mild case of uck just before Thanksgiving, lost three pounds in one week, and then gained 1 of them back. The halving of last year's numbers amuses me mightily. It's like the Zeno's paradox of weight loss.
Maybe next year (when I'll hopefully be maintaining), I'll have a vague case of queasies, lose a pound and a half, and then gain three-quarters of it back.
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