I did lose the two pounds I gained during last week, so that’s good. My official weigh-in is 1%3.2, it’s not amazing, but it’s where I’m at. This past week my exercise schedule (or lack of one) has been the main problem. We’re selling the house, and a lot of people have come through to look at it. Good for selling, but bad for exercising. I don’t want to be in the middle of Tae-bo and have the realtor call and tell me I need to be out in 30 minutes! I have to shower after exercise and it would just take me too long to get ready and make sure the house is perfect. I’ll have to work something out there so I can do better. Let’s see what next week brings.
Never diet with a pregnant woman
Word of advise to all of you out there on a diet: Try not to spend too much time with pregnant women!! A good friend of mine is about 5 1/2 months pregnant, and in the last four days I’ve gained two pounds. She has to eat every couple of hours or she gets sick, but she never wants to eat alone. “Oh come on”, she says, “just get a little something so I don’t feel bad stopping”. Then when I say “no, I’m trying to be good”, she replies with a “never mind, I won’t get anything”. Next thing you know we’re pulled over on the side of route 41, and she’s throwing up! So, we finally stop at an ice cream shop, no less (because I’ve given in and said I’ll get something), and she asks me what I want. I let her know I’ll have a small cup of chocolate and she proceeds to order me a peanut butter cup sundae. I’d like to say it was torture, but the truth is it was great… like I said, never diet with a pregnant woman! I’m determined to stay away from her this weekend and at least get rid of the two pounds I put BACK ON. 
Yesterday
I never did get a chance to post my weekly weigh-in yesterday because the kids and I were at Adventure Island most of the day. There wasn’t much to post anyway. I weighed in at 1%3.4, the same as last week. Of course, this morning I weighed in again.. and was at 1%2.8 - I know it doesn’t count, but I thought that my weight would be up a little on Tuesday morning because we ended up having pizza for dinner on Monday night. Bad idea the day before weigh-in. We were supposed to have a healthy grilled meal, but sometime life just gets in the way of eating better, I have to work a little harder at that!
My main thing now is not eating because of anxiety. My hubby is one of those people who never plans things out, but always knows it will work. He’s never been wrong, but really - does that sound like a legitimate way to live? It’s amazing, we joke that he lives in PeterWorld - some fictionalized fantasy world where five minutes longer for something you want to do is two hours later and I’ll get to it later means it will magicially be done by itself!!! The weirdest part of all is that it’s a wonderful place to live. He’s been so calm through the house selling issues and everything, but I’m always worried anyway. He already knows when his last day of work is here, but we still haven’t even sold the house… that just makes me a little nervous, but somehow he’s right, it’ll all work out for the best. I just don’t have any vision, I see here and now.
So, because of life I tend to want to EAT - maybe that’s why I’m losing weight so slowly, but I suppose anything is a step in the right direction. I just need to keep on trying and see what next week brings.
The quick dollar
I have to vent… this is now the second set of people looking at our house this weekend, and we have not gotten a call from our realtor letting us know anyone was coming! Yesterday caught me completely unawares. I had made a pan of ziti for friends of ours who are new parents as of Tuesday (congrats Roger & Elizabeth), so there were dishes from that in the sink. My son’s bed wasn’t made, there were toys out and I hadn’t vacuumed yet. Not a huge deal, but in a buyer’s market you want your home to be perfect. It can’t look cluttered, it should be as open as possible and it definitely needs to be CLEAN!!! Today wasn’t as bad. There were no dishes in the sink and the beds were made, but there are always toys around (hard not to have them around with a four year old and a six month old
), and I like to put away certain baby things so the house seems more open. Oh well, the couple liked it - I think - but said they couldn’t fit their huge sectional in our living room. I felt like saying “yeah, that’s one thing we hate about this house to”, but that probably wouldn’t help us sell the house. Jess was also sleeping in our room, and the master is one of the biggest sellers for most people, so that was a negative. The realtor told me that the house showed great even if we weren’t ready for them, so hopefully both couples will feel the same. Sell that sectional and buy something smaller!!!
In the meantime, I now feel like the house should be ready for a showing every moment of every day, seeing as we can’t depend on our realtor to give us a call and let us know. That is going to freak me out. And now, I’m more sure than ever that our realtor is just out for the quick dollar. He does nothing but call us to let us know that someone is coming to show the house, and now not even that! I suppose he figured coming over and sticking a sign in our yard was the only thing he should have to do in order to earn that inordinate amount of money realtor’s get.
Questions
I’m having a bad couple days. Not sure what triggered the switch, but I just started to feel less excited about losing weight. Well, actually that’s not true. I’m excited to lose weight, I just feel less excited about the work it’ll take and the length of time it’ll be before I even get to my first goal. If I lose a pound a week from the start, then it’s probably safe to assume that it won’t be more as time goes on. Don’t you tend to lose more in the beginning of a diet? Which would make it logical to assume that you then lose less as time goes on, right? I see everyone doing so well - and CONGRATS to all, but it makes me wonder if that doesn’t mean I’m doing something wrong. So many people say, “I only lost one pound this week”… does that mean one pound isn’t so great? Should I be losing more? How much more?
It’s just been a more difficult week. I’m an emotional eater. If something stresses me, I want to eat. We are trying to sell the house, and Pete’s been great. Originally, he wanted out so bad that I was worried for him that the house would take a while to sell. Now, I find myself wanting to be done selling the house regardless of the fact that he has found peace with the amount of time it will take. And this week I’ve had a harder time finding the time to exercise like I want to. It really is a great way to get rid of excess stress. I’m just disappointed with myself, and want to hear what helps everyone else through bad days.
Down Again
Well, the official weigh-in puts me at 1%3.4 - down exactly one pound from last week. I’m okay with that. To be honest, I can’t remember the last time I consistently lost any weight, be it 1/2 pound or 5 pounds for more than one week. That’s my average timeframe for ‘dieting’. “I lost weight this week, well great - bring on the food next week!”
One difference is being part of the diet. I know that there are people reading about my loss or gain, and that is a huge motivator. Not one person may actually care, but knowing that anyone could find out I failed leaves little butterflies in my stomach… No idea why that is, but hey, if it works - GREAT. Another difference is my frame of mind. I really want this for myself. I like feeling better and exercising and looking better. These are good things! I’m also not approaching this as a diet, but more of a life change.
My in-laws were down for a long weekend, and I was worried I wouldn’t lose any weight because my exercise schedule was all off. Since I was too embarrassed to pull out the Tae Bo tape during the day with them here, I tried swimming at night. It turns out that swimming at night is much better exercise than I expected. I love night swimming. It burns the calories, and the kids are in bed so it’s quiet and peaceful… I think I may have just changed around my routine. I recommend it to anyone that can do it. Obviously, it’s much easier if you have a pool and live in a year round warmer climate, but if not maybe a gym with a pool? Anyway, exercise in any form is always a mood lifter, I think.
I hope for many more weeks like this…
Baby steps
Well, this is my first week weigh-in as part of the diet. 1%4.4 - there I got the actual number part of this over with (sort of), so I lost 1.4 pounds. I wanted to join ediets.com and had said something about that in another blog, but when I tried they ask you a whole list of questions. One of them was: Are you pregnant or breastfeeding? My daughter just turned six months on saturday, and will be nursing for at least another six months. So, obviously I said yes and it took me to another screen that said I could either change my answer (why would I lie to a screen?) or I couldn’t join-up. As it is, I didn’t join.
But it did get me thinking. I gave birth six months, four days and about 5 1/2 hours ago… A few hours before I went into labor I was at the midwife’s office and weighed-in. I was 27 pounds heavier than when I first got pregnant (I lost five pounds the first month of my pregnancy then gained that back plus the 27, but that’s not really the point :)). I had a 9 1/2 pound baby girl the next morning and at my one week check up was back down the 27 pounds I had gained. Now six months later I’m down another 10.8 pounds. I just say all this to make my 1.4 pound loss feel more significant, but I really do have to lose this weight slowly. I know I’m making excuses to feel better about it, but it’s working! For now, I’m Jess’ main source of nutrition (she’s having breakfast as I write this) - so there is no slim fast for me or appetite suppressants or any of the stuff I really want to do to help!!
I have started exercising, though. The house hasn’t been perfect, and sometimes I don’t get around to cleaning it all, but my kids are happy and I’m putting something that makes me happy in the must do list each day. And Pete’s been supportive of it. Sometimes I get the feeling he looks around and wonders why I can’t manage to get it all done, but he’s been biting his tounge! Thanks babe. And I’m excited to fit a little better in my clothes - exercise is a wonderful thing.
And as I take baby steps to get to my goal, I find great inspiration…
