Thursday, July 7, 2011
Truthful Thursday
This morning I woke up and saw this
Which looked an awful lot like this
So I felt like this
But I went to weight in at Weight Watchers anyhow. After all isn't the point of this to work on being a less chubby veggie? Maybe those ladies would have some ideas. While I was there I got this
Its only 1 pound but I felt like this
Over the last week I used all of my daily points--which is what you're suppose to do-- and all except 5 of my weekly 'bonus' points. Those are built into the program so that you can eat cake, ice cream, 5 Tootsie Rolls, have a 4th of July bbq and still succeed. Its not a diet because you don't have to deny yourself. You just have to make smart choices about your indulgences. Although I won't be using all of my bonus points every week, heck I hope not to even use half of them on a regular basis, it feels good to know that if I do happen to use them I can still lose. Even if it is only 1 pound. Hey a loss is a loss, right!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Thoughtful Tuesday
Well I'm obviously not over the alliterations. I considered titling it Introspective Tuesday but what fun what that be?
Did you all have a great 4th of July celebration??? We did! We got to spend the day at home with a group of friends we don't see often enough. And I got to watch my husband play in the street with Warren, one of our really good friends, until the dark hours of the night. 10:30p. Whoo, we're getting old!
It was fireworks on parade at our house and, as the night grew older, on our street. I'm pretty sure all the neighbors got into fireworks battles once the big guns came out.
We finished the night off almost totally incident free. Warren and Patrice invited friends of theirs to stop by and of course the 8 month pregnant woman whom none of us really knew got hit by a firework. Thankfully she only had a couple of really small scratches but why couldn't it have happened to one of us? Or to the two crazies who were lighting them off! As we were cleaning her off she said, 'At least I had my hair pulled back'. Holy mother! I hadn't even thought of that, instead of a pregnant woman with little scratches we could have had a pregnant woman on FIRE!!! Needless to say that incident put a damper on things and most of us headed inside to watch Robbie and Warren light fireworks off from the safety of the picture window!
Once everyone left I started putting away the food and I couldn't help but wonder why our celebrations and emotions are so intertwined with food. As soon as Patrice and I decided to 'do' the 4th together the first thing we planned was what to eat. And when we included the others that was also their first question, 'What can we bring?'.
Food is so tied up in our memories and emotions that yesterday when I told my husband what we were going to have to eat I felt like we were still missing something. Do you know what he said? 'It feels like something is missing because its all fancy food. Theres no traditional 4th of July food. No potato salad or baked beans.' I'm not totally sure whats fancy about chicken on the grill, pasta salad and coleslaw but he had a point. Thinking back on all other 4th of July, heck all warm weather celebrations, there is always macaroni salad or potato salad. Baked beans are a given, as is fresh corn. At least since we've moved here. (In my defense there was no corn at the Farmers Market, I looked. I wanted some! Most of our local produce is showing up late this year. And I had a can of baked beans in the cabinet so I saved the day with that. Go me.)
Now I'm not saying I didn't enjoy every morsel I put in my mouth. And in case you're wondering what I ate...grilled portobello mushroom cap (Side not- spell check wants to change portobello to potbelly. Really?), quinoa caprese salad from here, pasta salad full of yummy fresh veggies, 'Asian' coleslaw, cream cheese pound cake with berries, fruit salsa with cinnamon chips and at the end of the night one s'more.
I wonder why it is that at Summer celebrations we expect potato salad and baked beans, at Thanksgiving we expect turkey, stuffing, potatoes and pumpkin pie. At Christmas, at least in my family, there is ham. Same with Easter. For New Years Day my grandma makes black eyed peas and ham. Some of my favorite childhood memories are spending the night at Grandmas house to have her make us bacon, eggs fried in the left over grease and Jiffy blueberry muffins. Later in the day, if we were good, she'd take us to Thriftys to get ice cream.
Think about it. Births, deaths, holidays, parties, time with family and friends it always includes food. Heck I was in LABOR and Patrice brought me Lumpia (pre-veggie days) and let me tell you, it was awesome! When my Uncle John passed away we went to his funeral and then back to my Aunts house to a big buffet. Every birthday party anyone has ever thrown, even those not at 'designated' meal times, has included food. All the holidays and celebrations seem to revolve around food.. Why do we eat? Besides the obvious need. Is it emotionally driven? Is it the societal norm? Is it an excuse to spend time together? An excuse to overindulge? Is it habit? Does anyone have thoughts on this?
Did you all have a great 4th of July celebration??? We did! We got to spend the day at home with a group of friends we don't see often enough. And I got to watch my husband play in the street with Warren, one of our really good friends, until the dark hours of the night. 10:30p. Whoo, we're getting old!
It was fireworks on parade at our house and, as the night grew older, on our street. I'm pretty sure all the neighbors got into fireworks battles once the big guns came out.
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| Does anyone else think these 'snakes' are gross? |
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| Kayla does! |
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| Caught a parachute! |
We finished the night off almost totally incident free. Warren and Patrice invited friends of theirs to stop by and of course the 8 month pregnant woman whom none of us really knew got hit by a firework. Thankfully she only had a couple of really small scratches but why couldn't it have happened to one of us? Or to the two crazies who were lighting them off! As we were cleaning her off she said, 'At least I had my hair pulled back'. Holy mother! I hadn't even thought of that, instead of a pregnant woman with little scratches we could have had a pregnant woman on FIRE!!! Needless to say that incident put a damper on things and most of us headed inside to watch Robbie and Warren light fireworks off from the safety of the picture window!
Once everyone left I started putting away the food and I couldn't help but wonder why our celebrations and emotions are so intertwined with food. As soon as Patrice and I decided to 'do' the 4th together the first thing we planned was what to eat. And when we included the others that was also their first question, 'What can we bring?'.
Food is so tied up in our memories and emotions that yesterday when I told my husband what we were going to have to eat I felt like we were still missing something. Do you know what he said? 'It feels like something is missing because its all fancy food. Theres no traditional 4th of July food. No potato salad or baked beans.' I'm not totally sure whats fancy about chicken on the grill, pasta salad and coleslaw but he had a point. Thinking back on all other 4th of July, heck all warm weather celebrations, there is always macaroni salad or potato salad. Baked beans are a given, as is fresh corn. At least since we've moved here. (In my defense there was no corn at the Farmers Market, I looked. I wanted some! Most of our local produce is showing up late this year. And I had a can of baked beans in the cabinet so I saved the day with that. Go me.)
Now I'm not saying I didn't enjoy every morsel I put in my mouth. And in case you're wondering what I ate...grilled portobello mushroom cap (Side not- spell check wants to change portobello to potbelly. Really?), quinoa caprese salad from here, pasta salad full of yummy fresh veggies, 'Asian' coleslaw, cream cheese pound cake with berries, fruit salsa with cinnamon chips and at the end of the night one s'more.
I wonder why it is that at Summer celebrations we expect potato salad and baked beans, at Thanksgiving we expect turkey, stuffing, potatoes and pumpkin pie. At Christmas, at least in my family, there is ham. Same with Easter. For New Years Day my grandma makes black eyed peas and ham. Some of my favorite childhood memories are spending the night at Grandmas house to have her make us bacon, eggs fried in the left over grease and Jiffy blueberry muffins. Later in the day, if we were good, she'd take us to Thriftys to get ice cream.
Think about it. Births, deaths, holidays, parties, time with family and friends it always includes food. Heck I was in LABOR and Patrice brought me Lumpia (pre-veggie days) and let me tell you, it was awesome! When my Uncle John passed away we went to his funeral and then back to my Aunts house to a big buffet. Every birthday party anyone has ever thrown, even those not at 'designated' meal times, has included food. All the holidays and celebrations seem to revolve around food.. Why do we eat? Besides the obvious need. Is it emotionally driven? Is it the societal norm? Is it an excuse to spend time together? An excuse to overindulge? Is it habit? Does anyone have thoughts on this?
Monday, July 4, 2011
Weekend wrap up!
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY AMERICA! You're looking pretty dang good for 235 years old!
My husband told me the other day, which was a Wednesday by the way, that 1 in 4 AMERICANS don't know whom we obtained our independence from or when! How disgusting is that!?!? In case you're the one in four, which I'm certain you're not--but just in case. We obtained our independence from England in 1776.
Any how, are you over my alliterations yet? I can't decide if I am or not. Guess we'll see tomorrow.
On Thursday we had no plans for the weekend. None. We were planning on enjoying a long quiet weekend. Well, ok, we knew that Friday evening we were watching our friends kids and that we were having them back over, plus the parents, on the 4th to grill. But that was it. We were having a low key weekend.
Enter Saturday. We ended up going to a last minute birthday party. I know this sounds crazy to all you non-military families but this couple are both active duty and have nutso schedules. While the unplanned party isn't common its not terribly unusual, its just part of military life. Anyhow, we were able to make it. And let me tell you...yumm! Cake and ice cream and a pinata. My son still doesn't know that candy is an uber coveted treat so he still shares with his Sweet Mommy. By the way, thats what he sometimes (ok rarely, but still) calls me now. Yes my kid is better than yours. Fine, maybe not. But hes definitely sweeter!
And better.
The boy and I 'shared' a piece of cake and one scoop of ice cream. Which I happily saw was a lower fat version. But lets just be real. Sharing cake and ice cream with your kid means you eat more than half and they get a couple of bites here and there. And inside the pinata were Tootsie Rolls. The long skinny ones and the flavored ones. (Yes I do realize how inappropriate that sounds if it were to be taken out of context. Shame on you for taking all of our minds there!) I ate five. Yummmmmmmy! But soon after having cake, ice cream and Tootsie Rolls I could feel it. And not in the 'Oh no my WW points are totally screwed' way--even though they were-- but in the 'Despite my love for Hersheys I really don't eat like this anymore and I'm pretty sure that cake was made with either real or synthetic (mass produced) eggs and butter.'
If you don't eat veggie--or maybe if you're just not me?-- let me tell you what that means. Farts. Smelly, tuba sounding farts. It also means its time to g-o! (If you happen to eat veggie and this doesn't happen to you I don't want to hear about it. I like to believe that my insides are so clean and efficient that any deviation from my no meat, no egg, no milk diet equals gastric unrest. Don't squash my dreams!) But the boy had fun!
I wrapped up the night with a giant 0 WW points salad. Delish! I love 'free' food. Especially when I've already blown my numbers!
Sunday came and its was fantastic. The boy and I started the morning off with church and a trip to the Farmers Market. We love the Farmers Market. When I asked my little man if he wanted to get some veggies he said, 'Veggies are duh-wishis.' (See I told you he was better! ;) ) He melts my heart. We shopped for our veggies and then played at the park and ate kettle corn. Yum! Unfortunately for us the husband was missing this morning, working on being awake for 28 hours after being called in to work the night before. Can we say boo employer?
The afternoon came to me with wine, food--edamame, veggie flat bread pizza and creme brulee-- and time with a couple of my favorite ladies. Speaking of favorite ladies, if you're a lady in my life you can rest assured you fall into the category of 'favorite'. I'm not big on lukewarm relationships. I like you or I don't and if I do its because I can tell you're going to become a favorite. Or at very least I really like you ;)
Hug your families and enjoy Americas birthday! She sure is beautiful.
My husband told me the other day, which was a Wednesday by the way, that 1 in 4 AMERICANS don't know whom we obtained our independence from or when! How disgusting is that!?!? In case you're the one in four, which I'm certain you're not--but just in case. We obtained our independence from England in 1776.
Any how, are you over my alliterations yet? I can't decide if I am or not. Guess we'll see tomorrow.
On Thursday we had no plans for the weekend. None. We were planning on enjoying a long quiet weekend. Well, ok, we knew that Friday evening we were watching our friends kids and that we were having them back over, plus the parents, on the 4th to grill. But that was it. We were having a low key weekend.
Enter Saturday. We ended up going to a last minute birthday party. I know this sounds crazy to all you non-military families but this couple are both active duty and have nutso schedules. While the unplanned party isn't common its not terribly unusual, its just part of military life. Anyhow, we were able to make it. And let me tell you...yumm! Cake and ice cream and a pinata. My son still doesn't know that candy is an uber coveted treat so he still shares with his Sweet Mommy. By the way, thats what he sometimes (ok rarely, but still) calls me now. Yes my kid is better than yours. Fine, maybe not. But hes definitely sweeter!
And better.
The boy and I 'shared' a piece of cake and one scoop of ice cream. Which I happily saw was a lower fat version. But lets just be real. Sharing cake and ice cream with your kid means you eat more than half and they get a couple of bites here and there. And inside the pinata were Tootsie Rolls. The long skinny ones and the flavored ones. (Yes I do realize how inappropriate that sounds if it were to be taken out of context. Shame on you for taking all of our minds there!) I ate five. Yummmmmmmy! But soon after having cake, ice cream and Tootsie Rolls I could feel it. And not in the 'Oh no my WW points are totally screwed' way--even though they were-- but in the 'Despite my love for Hersheys I really don't eat like this anymore and I'm pretty sure that cake was made with either real or synthetic (mass produced) eggs and butter.'
If you don't eat veggie--or maybe if you're just not me?-- let me tell you what that means. Farts. Smelly, tuba sounding farts. It also means its time to g-o! (If you happen to eat veggie and this doesn't happen to you I don't want to hear about it. I like to believe that my insides are so clean and efficient that any deviation from my no meat, no egg, no milk diet equals gastric unrest. Don't squash my dreams!) But the boy had fun!
--sorry my voice is so loud in the video--
I wrapped up the night with a giant 0 WW points salad. Delish! I love 'free' food. Especially when I've already blown my numbers!
Sunday came and its was fantastic. The boy and I started the morning off with church and a trip to the Farmers Market. We love the Farmers Market. When I asked my little man if he wanted to get some veggies he said, 'Veggies are duh-wishis.' (See I told you he was better! ;) ) He melts my heart. We shopped for our veggies and then played at the park and ate kettle corn. Yum! Unfortunately for us the husband was missing this morning, working on being awake for 28 hours after being called in to work the night before. Can we say boo employer?
The afternoon came to me with wine, food--edamame, veggie flat bread pizza and creme brulee-- and time with a couple of my favorite ladies. Speaking of favorite ladies, if you're a lady in my life you can rest assured you fall into the category of 'favorite'. I'm not big on lukewarm relationships. I like you or I don't and if I do its because I can tell you're going to become a favorite. Or at very least I really like you ;)
Hug your families and enjoy Americas birthday! She sure is beautiful.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Fresh start Friday
I've got to tell you, its only been really one day back on WW and already its easier than I remembered. Although I still have a little fear of eating. I'm afraid to use or go over my Points which is nonsense and a mind set I need to change. The hardest part for me is remembering that it isn't so much what Ive been eating its the quantity of it so I should just eat consciously. I'm also not totally sure what to snack on since an entire 12 square Hershey bar isn't really a good option. <-- that makes my heart sad. Veggie friendly suggestions??? Other than veggies.
The dudes and I made a trip out to my favorite grocery store today, Trader Joe's. We left with a few bags full of healthy deliciousness. And these
But I avoided this. My great weakness.
I will admit to eating some of those deliciously addictive almonds but I stopped at 4. Mostly because I haven't added them into my PointsPlus tracker and I'm guessing that 1/3 of a serving is plenty. Veggie pizza and some raw veggies for dinner tonight. Yummmm! Happy 4th of July weekend!
***breakfast-good, lunch-good, snack-ok, dinner-ok; I ended up with two pieces of pizza and no salad.
The dudes and I made a trip out to my favorite grocery store today, Trader Joe's. We left with a few bags full of healthy deliciousness. And these
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| Delicious? Yes. Healthy? Not so much. |
But I avoided this. My great weakness.
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| I stole this image from the internet |
***breakfast-good, lunch-good, snack-ok, dinner-ok; I ended up with two pieces of pizza and no salad.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Truthful Thursday
This morning my son woke me up around 230am. His pj's were wet, totally a justifiable reason to wake mommy. I took care of things and got him back to sleep only to have him start crying a little while later. Needless to say it was a sleepless morning for me! My husband was great and got up with the boy this morning, at 7:00a, fed him, dressed him and let me sleep. Normally this would have been awesome, and it was, but it threw the entire morning off. I needed to get myself dressed, the boy to school and to my first official weigh in at WW before heading to Bible Study and a meeting for my Masters program. Thankfully I made it all...just a little later than expected.
So here it is. I weighed myself at home before eating and then headed out and was weighed dressed and fed. Its time to get real and to be accountable. Here are the pictures.
Is it just me or did my clothes and light --I swear!-- breakfast add close to 5lbs! Grrr! Next time I will demand they weigh me naked! And away from the windows. Because being naked AND in front of the windows, well, that would just be awkward.
WW suggests, as did my personal trainer turned good friend Laura, that you take measurements. Mine are shameful! But in the interest of Truthful Thursday and with the knowledge that they will improve and the hope that they might inspire someone else to start their own weight loss journey here they are.
Arms-13 3/4" Hips- 43" Bust- 40" Waist-36 1/2" Thighs-41.5"
I plan to do these monthly. And, I had my husband help me do them! Hows that for transparency! --side note Im not entirely certain we measured in the exactly correct area but we will continue to measure in the same spot so even if we're off somehow at least we'll be consistent! Oh, and its also totally sobering, frustrating and somewhat depressing to learn that your arms, waist and pretty much all of you measures larger than your husband. At least I can go to sleep tonight knowing that I weigh less than he does. Even if its not by much. That's me, keepin' it real people.
***Food ratings: Breakfast-good, mid-morning snack-bad, lunch-good, dinner- good Its currently 9:49p and Im hungry. Im blaming it on my weak breakfast, while healthy it was meager, and my poor snack choices.
So here it is. I weighed myself at home before eating and then headed out and was weighed dressed and fed. Its time to get real and to be accountable. Here are the pictures.
WW suggests, as did my personal trainer turned good friend Laura, that you take measurements. Mine are shameful! But in the interest of Truthful Thursday and with the knowledge that they will improve and the hope that they might inspire someone else to start their own weight loss journey here they are.
Arms-13 3/4" Hips- 43" Bust- 40" Waist-36 1/2" Thighs-41.5"
I plan to do these monthly. And, I had my husband help me do them! Hows that for transparency! --side note Im not entirely certain we measured in the exactly correct area but we will continue to measure in the same spot so even if we're off somehow at least we'll be consistent! Oh, and its also totally sobering, frustrating and somewhat depressing to learn that your arms, waist and pretty much all of you measures larger than your husband. At least I can go to sleep tonight knowing that I weigh less than he does. Even if its not by much. That's me, keepin' it real people.
***Food ratings: Breakfast-good, mid-morning snack-bad, lunch-good, dinner- good Its currently 9:49p and Im hungry. Im blaming it on my weak breakfast, while healthy it was meager, and my poor snack choices.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
T minus 1
Tomorrow I officially get real and weigh in. I will also start officially keeping track of what I eat and, more importantly, the amount. I'm a little lot apprehensive about this. While I know from previous experience that Weight Watchers doesn't deny you any foods I'm already feeling the loss of my good friend Hershey and her cousin Ms. Smarshmallow--affectionately named by my son. Although the truth is those bitches aren't real friends at all! They make me feel good for a minute, or ten, and then the guilt settles in. So I start thinking what difference does it make if I only ate three squares of the chocolate bar or if I eat six? Another three wont hurt and two minutes later Ive downed all twelve. Then my husband walks in the room hoping for some chocolate and I shamefully admit I'm fat and have already devoured the entire bar. If only I could channel this lack of self control into something better. Like, I don't know, cleaning the house? Man my house would look AWESOME!
So tonight I shared a large Mc D's chocolate shake with my boys. I know this might not sound like a wonderful treat but man, those people at Mc D's have stepped up their game! Gone are the days of soft serve in a cup with a little chocolate syrup hand stirred in. No. Now they are for real shakes. Whipped cream and a cherry on top to boot! This occurrence wont necessarily come to an end it will just become less frequent. I find comfort in that thought. Is it weird that my emotions are so tied up in food?
***Speaking of food...I haven't quite figured out how to post to the What I Ate page without removing previous content. So I'll just rate my meals. Id say breakfast was acceptable, lunch was great, dinner was great, snacks and dessert...we'll lets just say I had a lot of ice cream today. What can I say? I had to get it all in before I begin holding myself accountable to my choices.
So tonight I shared a large Mc D's chocolate shake with my boys. I know this might not sound like a wonderful treat but man, those people at Mc D's have stepped up their game! Gone are the days of soft serve in a cup with a little chocolate syrup hand stirred in. No. Now they are for real shakes. Whipped cream and a cherry on top to boot! This occurrence wont necessarily come to an end it will just become less frequent. I find comfort in that thought. Is it weird that my emotions are so tied up in food?
***Speaking of food...I haven't quite figured out how to post to the What I Ate page without removing previous content. So I'll just rate my meals. Id say breakfast was acceptable, lunch was great, dinner was great, snacks and dessert...we'll lets just say I had a lot of ice cream today. What can I say? I had to get it all in before I begin holding myself accountable to my choices.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
The Fat Vegetarian Enters the Room
So here it goes, the Readers Digest version. Soon after the first of the year, 2011, I decided to give up mammals; no cows, no pigs. Giving up the meat was pretty easy. So at the end of February I decided to try going all out and become a vegetarian. I gave up all animals, milk and eggs. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. Even my husband was mostly on board. Turns out it was 'easy' because in reality I became a cheese-etarian and I was self soothing with chocolate. I was struggling with these new weird ingredients and with finding a way for my son and husband to eat them with me without to much complaining. Hello cheese covered everything. And the chocolate? Well it soothes my soul.
I have always struggled with my weight but, thanks to a Weight Watchers stint last year, I was at a weight that I was comfortable at. Was it my ideal weight? No. Was it a healthy weight for my size? BMI votes no. I still, in my mind at least, wanted to lose 20 more pounds but I was pretty happy with just holding steady where I was.
Once the onslaught of cheese and chocolate took hold the weight started coming back. And not one or two pounds at a time, but five pounds and then ten. So I admitted to a good friend that the ten pounds I had put on really ticked me off but not enough to put down the Hershey bar. What was I to do? I was mad at the ten pounds, I was mad at myself but I just couldn't get mad at the dang Hershey bar, I mean, its chocolate! My life long friend. I decided that my only option was to put down the chocolate and do something. I started finding some really great vegetarian and vegan blogs that helped set me on a more healthy vegetarian track. I decided I'm definitely not a huge tofu fan (read: hate it) but quinoa and tempeh are pretty dang good. But now here I sit with ten pounds more than my 'comfortable yet unhealthy' weight with another 20+ pounds to go.
In the interest of 'doing something' I rejoined Weight Watchers today, although, Thursdays will be my official weigh in day. Last time I used the program I lost the weight with portion control and staying within my points. I didn't exercise, despite the fact that they encourage you to, I just don't like to. Sorry Laura! Maybe I'll try to this time. We'll see.
Anyhow, I plan to use this blog to hold myself accountable. I plan to share my journey and my struggle. I expect that no one but my mom and good friend(s?) will read this. And thats alright.
Oh, in the interest of accountability I'm planning on sharing what Ive had to eat each day. Check it out if you're up for it. I'll link back to the recipes I've found online.
Get fired up!
I have always struggled with my weight but, thanks to a Weight Watchers stint last year, I was at a weight that I was comfortable at. Was it my ideal weight? No. Was it a healthy weight for my size? BMI votes no. I still, in my mind at least, wanted to lose 20 more pounds but I was pretty happy with just holding steady where I was.
Once the onslaught of cheese and chocolate took hold the weight started coming back. And not one or two pounds at a time, but five pounds and then ten. So I admitted to a good friend that the ten pounds I had put on really ticked me off but not enough to put down the Hershey bar. What was I to do? I was mad at the ten pounds, I was mad at myself but I just couldn't get mad at the dang Hershey bar, I mean, its chocolate! My life long friend. I decided that my only option was to put down the chocolate and do something. I started finding some really great vegetarian and vegan blogs that helped set me on a more healthy vegetarian track. I decided I'm definitely not a huge tofu fan (read: hate it) but quinoa and tempeh are pretty dang good. But now here I sit with ten pounds more than my 'comfortable yet unhealthy' weight with another 20+ pounds to go.
In the interest of 'doing something' I rejoined Weight Watchers today, although, Thursdays will be my official weigh in day. Last time I used the program I lost the weight with portion control and staying within my points. I didn't exercise, despite the fact that they encourage you to, I just don't like to. Sorry Laura! Maybe I'll try to this time. We'll see.
Anyhow, I plan to use this blog to hold myself accountable. I plan to share my journey and my struggle. I expect that no one but my mom and good friend(s?) will read this. And thats alright.
Oh, in the interest of accountability I'm planning on sharing what Ive had to eat each day. Check it out if you're up for it. I'll link back to the recipes I've found online.
Get fired up!
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