Monday Weigh-in

Good morning peeps!  Thanks for checking in and keeping me accountable.  First, I apologize for the state of my tootsies.  I need to get myself a pedi STAT.

When I got on the scale this morning, it was with great trepidation.  I was bracing myself for disappointment but lo and behold, the numbers actually went down.  My mobile was still charging so I couldn’t take a pic right away, so the numbers were a little lower.

Pre-breakfast, my weight was 187.4. Oh thank you sweet baby Jesus! Looks like the ole fat cells are finally starting to leave. Or something like . In any case, the numbers moved in the direction I want and I’ll take it.

I know, I know, those of you who are younger, not female, and not in menopause might think I’m nuts for being over the moon over this.  I don’t care. I said I would keep doing this until I reach my goal weight of 150.

What a great way to start my Monday! Have a fantastic day, all.


This is after my breakfast. When I got on this morning it was 187.4.




Monday Weigh-in


Aaaaaargh! Should I just give up? This is so discouraging. Sigh….let’s see what next week brings. I will do everything in my power to be at least two pounds lighter by next Monday.

On a totally unrelated note, the prodigal is signing the lease on his new apartment on Friday. Woot! Woot! More to come on that. I’m thrilled for him. It’s also an opportunity for me to do some decorating!

Have a great Monday, all.

Monday Morning Weigh-in

Ok so its Tuesday. I am off by a day but still being accountable.  Here is what the scale had to say:


185! Woot woot!

Sorry for the wonky angle. I had to take the photo with my phone…the iPad adds a couple pounds.

Small victory but if I can lose a pound per week, I’m good with that.

Tonight….ugh….circuit training. Wish me luck.

Have a great day all!


So, this morning is the big reveal….I stepped on the scale.  Good grief….

Here’s the inner diaglogue: Well, congrats, lard arse, you’ve really outdone yourself this Winter.  You are now about 15 pounds shy of 200.  What will you do for an encore? Explode?  Sigh….this is why I hate Winter.  I hibernate and when Spring rolls around (mmmm…..spring rools…erhm hum…no!) do I.

I realized after looking at those numbers that I think I have officially hit rock bottom.  I started this blog to record weight loss and the numbers on the scale have been moving all right, but in the wrong direction. ZERO pounds lost in the past year as of this morning.

So here is the ugly truth.  P.S. I need a pedicure too.  I will weigh in again next Monday.  Wish me luck!

P.P.S – I have officially banned myself from taking the elevator at work anymore.  Let the humiliation begin…


My New Love

Hey peeps.  Yesterday I wrote about trying something new . This morning I’m giving you my verdict on dragon boat practice.  Freaking. Loved. It.

Here’s why.  Zero judgement.  I was nervous heading out there and came “this close” to just driving right by the place and head back home.  It was in a bit of a grungy part of town and the facility itself was a real no frills type of place.

I expected to see uber fit and muscle bound folks.  What I saw was people from all walks of life, ages and shapes.  They were all so nice and welcoming.

On the way home I had a bit of an epiphany.  I realized that all of my life, I’ve been trying to force my body to look a certain way and that way is just not how God made me.

In high school I use to get the same question from guys all the time. “Do you play soccer?”. My legs were strong and it showed. So were my arms.  I was so jealous of girls with little skinny rail like arms.

Although I am never going to stop trying to lose weight and getting back in shape for health reasons (I plan to live until I’m 100!), never again will I wish for a more feminine slender physique. It’s just not me.

I’m also going to stop hiding under clothing that supposedly camouflages my imperfections.

Turns out I’d rather look like I can kick some ass instead of cracking in two with a strong gust of wind.

Have a great day all, and please, no matter what you look like or think you look like, you are perfectly made, so embrace it.

strong body

Weigh-in 182.2

Hello hello!  Just a couple quick updates.  The numbers are slowly starting to go down again on the scale.

The Running Room Learn to Run Clinic is going surprising well.  Last night we started six reps of running for two minutes and walking for one minute.  I actually survived!  I have found that that way to not hyper focus and then hyperventilate is to concentrate not on my breath, but on the sound our feet make when we hit pavement. Hey, whatever works..

Although no great weight loss (what else is new?), I have noticed I’m trimming down.  My squishy midsection is actually starting to look a little toned.

I feel so incredibly relaxed after a run. I can understand why people get addicted to this.

This little tidbit, I’m not proud to announce, but I have decided to start taking my happy pills once more.  My doc will not be thrilled; on paper my life is pretty good.  However, in my head, not so much lately.  My decision came after I rushed home in the middle of the pastor’s sermon at church, convinced I had forgotten to turn off one of the burners on the stove (turns out I did not), and having put the milk carton away…in the pantry.

Yup.  My focus has been less than stellar and the loneliness was starting to turn into depression.  My son has suggested that I might be ADHD.  His therapist (don’t judge, I’m super proud of him that he is talking to someone about what is troubling him) told him that ADHD is often passed down from a parent.  I think they might be on to something.  My mom, bless her soul, is not the brightest tool in the shed and there are quite a few of my uncles and aunts that have a facial tic.  I always just brushed it off as nervousness, but maybe it really is a neurological thing.

Now, after just one day of back on anti-anxiety meds, I feel so calm and less jittery.  My brain is happily swimming in a sea of serotonin.  I think it’s doing a nice backstroke in there.  Paxil, I love you and hate you at the same time.

So, I’m doing what I need to do to be happy and take care of myself.  The world is a much less scary place when I’m medicated. Probably less scary for those around me too, lol!

Have a great day, all.

Monday Weigh-in: 181 lbs :)

Will you look at that?  I’m down two pounds, and I’m on vacation! I have also been having an ice cream cone every other day, minus the guilt trip.  Confession: I have not tracked one morsel of food for over a week.  I have just been listening to what my body wants to eat and using that as my guide.

Mind you, I also have not brought any sweets into the house lately. My stress levels have also taken a nosedive since my beloved prodigal has moved out.  I’ve been super chill. Maybe there really is  link between stress levels and weight gain.

I have just finished the last of my protein powder, so we will see what the next week brings.  Drinking protein smoothies in the morning has been great in taking the guess work out of what to feed myself when I get up and it has kept me full until lunch time.

Either or, I am just happy with the loss. Averaging one pound per week is just fine by me.  I’m hoping that next Monday brings me closer to the 170-something mark.  I haven’t seen those numbers in a good long while.

Happy Monday all.