A New Responsiblity

A couple of weeks ago the leader of our TOPS weight loss group asked me if I would consider being the new leader, beginning April 1st. After asking questions and talking to hubby, I've decided I'm going to do it. I will have a co-leader, secretary, treasurer, and other members taking on certain tasks, so I think it's do-able. When she first asked me, I protested a bit, saying that I'm a fairly new member (end of July). She said I was enthusiastic and had made good progress, that she thought I'd be good. That was nice to hear.

I'm hoping it will be an extra little push of motivation to keep losing weight through exercise and healthy eating. If I'm the leader, I want to be a good example!

I've started walking again after slacking off for a while. Yay me!

Thursday Weigh In...Ummm

It's not happening today. I don't have a new battery for my scale yet so I can't weigh. My friend Tacie doesn't want to weigh and I totally understand that. I've been there...empty bag of Cheetos...cookie crumbs...receipt from a buffet restaurant... Look at that number between my feet the next morning? I don't think so.

It's goofy. Why do we think that NOT weighing is going to change anything? I guess we need to figure out if seeing bad news will discourage us and send us scrounging through the pantry for a box of Little Debbies, or whether we will be spurred on to better eating and exercise plans.

I did eat a few Hershey's kisses with almonds last night. A few. That's a change for me. I'm not too scared to weigh, but I can't. Convenient, eh?

In Which Freda Succumbs to the Lure of Hershey's Kisses with Almonds While her Butt is Affixed to the Couch

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In Which Freda Hits a New Low

My bathroom scale has low batteries, so I won't be able to do the Thursday weigh in till I buy the right kind.

However, I hadn't been to TOPS for four long weeks (bad weather, basketball games) so was glad to go last night. I feared I'd gained but I didn't. I lost another 1.5 pounds, and according to their scales...in the evening with my clothes on I weighed 200.5. Yay! I've almost broken the 200 barrier even at night.

Yesterday was a good eating day. The worst thing I did was to eat a grilled stuffed burrito at Taco Bell with hubby for lunch. I drank diet Pepsi and gave him my nachos. I don't care for that fake melty cheese.

Thursday Weigh In

My weight this a.m. was 199.5. Only a half-pound down from last week, but I'll take it! Especially since I haven't been walking consistently. I've been driving consistently though. Does that count? How about knitting? I need to look up how many calories per hour that burns up.

On the Road

Yesterday I had one basketball game (our 13yo daughter) and today I had THREE games, about 45 minutes away.

So, I'm eating on the road and I have less time for blogging.

Tonight the kids and I did Taco Bell. I had a Mexican pizza, two tacos, and diet Coke. Not too bad. I have no idea how many calories that is, but I will probably be awake far into the night. Dang, why do I do this???

For breakfast I had a Reliv (vitamins and minerals) shake and Raisin Bran. Lunch was pasta with broccoli and parmesan cheese, and an apple. I tried to drink lots of water. That's pretty much it. Didn't have much time for walking.

I better go to bed now so I can stare into the blackness for a couple hours while the caffeine wears off.

Thursday Weigh In: Teetering on the Brink

Hi, I'm back. Did you miss me??? All one of you.

My computer was out of whack for a couple days, but here is this morning's weight: 200 pounds even. I gotta break through to the 1's! I know it's just a psychological thing, but it's been SO long since my weight has started with a 1 consistently.

Expanding Love Handles

Nooooo...this wasn't supposed to happen! That's what the perfectionist voices inside my head are shrieking at me. I gained a little bit...a half pound or a pound...and I haven't been walking consistently.

My eating habits over the weekend were less than stellar. Yeah. Let's just say I made intimate friends with a plate of nachos and buttery popcorn and some other junk. What is wrong with me? Where's my will power? Where's my motivation???

There's always an excuse lurking in the back of my brain. But it's Super Bowl Sunday. Everyone snacks during the Super Bowl. I think it would be easier if I were fighting, say, a substance abuse. Maybe not, but one part would be easier. I could avoid the alcohol or drug completely and be successful. You can't do that with food. You have to make peace with it and learn to nourish your body in a healthy way.

Why am I so weak?