Not a winter wonderland

This week has had it's challenges. We've been getting through DH's recovery from a stomach bug which has made meal planning challenging. Just when we're getting back into a normal routine, DS seems to have picked up intermittent digestive ills as well that threaten to get him sent home each day from daycare. Now really, I think it's a little excessive to call me at work each time he soils a diaper to tell me whether its consistency improved or not, but his daycare teachers are just following policy. I have no idea what's causing his discomfort, but it's certainly not all the time.

Then there's the snow. Mother nature was having a hot flash apparently and needed to cool down so she chose to do so with over a foot of the white (and now grey, brown and yellow) stuff. I'm reminded of all the things I can't stand in winter. Being cold and soggy, shoveling, trying to get to work because my company never closes, seriously slippery roads, that my town barely plows and when they do plow, they bury us in 4 ft piles at the foot of the driveway, and the list goes on and on...

The outcome of this week is that I'm not taking the time to really plan meals well or track, and definitely have not made time for exercise. On the upside, I've also been so busy that I don't really have time to eat much so the snacking has been minimized. Normally, the stress level I'm at would have me hankering for deep fried yummies but anything fried is out of the question while we have 2 members of the household w/ GI distress. Surprisingly, I'm not hankering. I also retroactively tracked the first couple days of the week and found I'm not eating my full day's allotment of points either. So we'll see how it goes by this weekend.

January 24, 2011 Weigh-in

At the end of week 2 - 140 lbs. Down 0.6 from last week and down 2.2 total so far.

Stress level is rising now that DH has caught the stomach bug as well but I'm trying to continue to curb stress eating. I need to track today's food and then the rest of the chores await.

Weekend off the wagon

It's been a long week and I was still pretty good at the beginning of it. Monday morning, I got up and did an aerobics video before work. I was on track for the first half of the week. And then I hit thursday overnight. Or more like it hit me. DS got sick around 1am so both DH and I were up all night while the poor little guy tossed his cookies repeatedly. It was 4 am before we were finally able to get him back to bed with his stomach somewhat settled. Meanwhile, it was snowing. In lieu of working out friday, I shoveled snow. I stopped tracking food on friday by the time I got into the office. I was exhausted, cranky, sore, pissed off at a bunch of other things going on, with a sizable pile of work to get through. We had chinese take out and while I did refrain from getting General Tso's chicken, I still did not necessarily make point-friendly choices and am continuing to just eat whatever I feel like this weekend. I've been munching on a combo of leftovers from chinese take out and cooking at home. Of course we had friends over yesterday making cookies and we had breakfast and a snack at Ikea this morning. So I'll see what the damage is when I get on the scale tomorrow.

I tend to fall off the wagon when life throws curve balls at me. I would hope that it wouldn't be too bad so long as the curve balls don't come too frequently, but sometimes, it feels like there's a lot of them. DS is recovering from his stomach bug but we're still catching up, not sleeping well, and the pukey laundry pile seems neverending. So it's been a busy weekend, but tomorrow is another day.

Weigh in

Monday Jan 17th. 140.8 lbs. Down from my starting weight of 142.2. Woohoo!

hitting bottom

I was just thinking about this while folding and putting away laundry today and examining the sorry state of my collection of underwear. Last summer, having just come out of a laparotomy with a 5" incision across my belly, a small incision glued closed on each hip, and an incision on my belly button as well (glued entirely shut), it made complete sense to pull out my old maternity underwear, as well as invest in a pack of 2 sizes too big granny panties - you know, the kind that can be practically pulled up to your boobs. And after about 6 weeks, when the incisions were all doing much better, I looked forward to getting back into my regular undies. That's when I discovered I could no longer get back into my old underwear. I've worn a small for the entirety of my adult life. There was a time when that was actually still big on me. At my highest pre-pregnancy weight, they still fit. They've seen me through yo-yoing about 10-15 lbs for a decade. Not that I've owned the same underwear for a decade, just that size was what I wore for a decade. And now my 2 sizes too big granny panties weren't looking too big anymore. Moreover, the styles I usually wore, that sat well above my hipbone because I never liked feeling constricted at the hip joint, now was most unattractive as parts of my belly would bulge out underneath the elastic at the leg opening. This was my wake up call. I had hit bottom. Specifically, my bottom.

Underwear is the most basic of clothing needs and yet one of the most difficult. It needs to fit. It needs to be comfortable. It needs to not show underneath your clothing, whether in the form of panty lines, the wrong color, or over the top of your waistband. It's one of the staple of the female boudoir. Nice underwear goes a long way to help you feel better about yourself, to make you feel desirable, and of course is desirable to your other half. Here I was lacking all of the above. It didn't fit anymore and was far from comfortable. What does fit hangs out over the waistline of my pants. And it made me feel frumpy, not the least bit sexy. On top of that, the collection is generally old and wearing out, from too stretched elastic to frayed seams. Even what was previously my nice underwear, no longer does much for my ego, not in its current size and I probably can no longer wear that style. It didn't make me feel very good about myself and is a daily reminder of how I feel. After all, you can avoid your undersized jeans that make you muffin top, but you still need underwear.

The bottom line is, until I lose the weight, I need to go shopping. I need clothes that fit me as I am, not just as I hope to eventually be. I need clothes that will help me look and feel better again. The foundation is where I probably should start.

Day 5 January 15, 2011

So yesterday was my semi-day off in that I figure if I'm generally on plan the rest of the week and don't use many of the weekly extra points, I can get away with a meal of more or less whatever I want. We took my son out to Rainforest cafe so he could enjoy a fish tank and some animatronic critters w/ dinner. I enjoyed my popcorn shrimp. Back to healthier choices today. At least I did some mild exercising following dinner w/ a walk.

Today was another day back on plan. Not much exercise but we're back to cooking at home and making lighter choices.

Day 3

I'd like to say that yesterday's snow shoveling counts as exercise. My back is certainly feeling its aftermath. It wasn't the best eating day but thankfully WW has extra points each week for that. This week, the crock pot will be getting a workout as well.

I'm finding that the new plan is working out reasonably well for me. I get more points than I used to for starters. While a lot of foods are more points now than they used to be, a decent number of low-fat, high protein or high fiber foods are the same so I can eat more overall. I'm also appreciating that fruit is now 0 pts as well as most veggies. So it increases the number of things I can snack on. As one of my former WW group leaders once said, we didn't get fat from eating too many fruits and veggies.

I'm also noticing there are a couple things I should do in the immediate future for better personal care. For one thing, I think I could really use a moisturizing conditioner for my hair. It's been looking ok but it feels really dry. I'm trying to remember to lube up my skin w/ moisturizer frequently through the day, though I need to remember to put some on my face as well. Getting through the winter dryness will probably be a challenge.

Day 1 - January 11, 2011

Jetlagged baby decided to wake me up at 4:15am to play. On the upside, he was dressed and ready to send off to daycare for 7am and I managed to fit in 30 min of an exercise video in already this morning. Now to see how things go with eating today.

A new year, a new me.

Last year was pretty much a bust health-wise for me. Between gaining weight from stress eating and no longer having the metabolic boost of nursing a baby, surgery with complications that left me on bedrest for weeks, and just generally not feeling motivated to get off my duff and move, I packed on about 20 lbs. This is on top of the 10 I already could stand to lose. At the beginning of this year, I no longer fit in clothes I've worn for years. I physically don't feel well. I'm exhausted on a flight of stairs.

For nearly 4 years, I managed to keep up some semblance of an exercise routine at least 3 times a week. For a long time, I've tended to overall eat healthfully. I'm not sure why it all went downhill in 2010 but it's time to pick myself back up. My goals are as follows:

1. Fit in exercise a minimum of 3 times/week. Whether it's at the gym, walking around the neighborhood, or an exercise video at home, I did it before, I will do it again.
2. Go back to following WW points.
3. Limit eating out to 3x/week. This should help keep my wallet fatter and me thinner.
4. Take the time to add a bit more personal "upkeep" into my routines whether it's to put on make up, get regular haircuts, maintain my hair color, etc.

For each month that I keep up the exercising and eating habits, I'm treating myself to a manicure and pedicure. I'm experimenting in non-food rewards. Somewhere in there will be a shopping trip for new clothes as a reward. A massage might be nice too...

But before we can get to the rewards, I have to do the work. Today is January 10 and I'm about to pass out for the night after being up rather early w/ a jetlagged baby. Tomorrow, I start anew.