Yet another example of Murphy's Law

I've been so, So, SO good this week. I journaled every day (well, except yesterday), got plenty of exercise, have been drinking my water....

.....and today I find out I'm pregnant.


Don't get me wrong, I'm super excited about it (please let this one stick!), but I am a teensy-weensy bit sad that I'll have to stop WW now that I've just started up again.

I'm not giving everything up! I'm still going to track and count points, but no more meetings for me.....for a while.

Also, beware of future posts on very strange bodily happenings.....

Making it!

Yesterday, I made my goal, which was to have an On-Program day. Today, I have the same goal and, so far, am making it. I will have the same goal tomorrow, which will be more difficult, since I won't be at work (this hell-hole is at least good for one thing!)

As long as I stay out of the kitchen, I should do okay. Luckily, the upstairs of our house is a total mess, so it's not like I won't have anything to keep me OUT of the kitchen! And I am planning to go swimming tomorrow morning. Actually, I've been planning to swim for months, but have never actually gotten there--but tomorrow shall be the day! I know swimming is not the best exercise for weight loss, but it's something different, and that's what I need right now.

Perhaps, my husband and I will do something active this weekend. Truly, we both could use it--him probably more than me. Rarely does he get any exercise if I'm not there with him and, well, he has no clue about portion control. He *thinks* he knows all about weight loss but he is, sadly, clueless. This is a man who once made himself a dinner of croutons and dried apricots and thought it was "healthy." (He then spent the remainder of the evening in the bathroom....)

Who knows, maybe things will rub off on him. One can only hope!

I'm back....

....back from Arizona and back into meetings.

First off, Arizona. Not horrible, but not great. My mother, however, was on good behavior, so I can't complain too much. Apparently, though, I'm not the only one who has been having issues. I purchased two shirts for my father from Eddie Bauer, both size Tall XL, for Father's Day. He was quite appreciative since, ahem, he has outgrown all his other good shirts!

Anyway, I made the decision to go back to meetings now instead of waiting until after our road trip. I was looking at the calendar and realized that I would only miss one meeting due to vacation since I can attend one meeting while we are in Minnesota. Phew!

I decided NOT to go back to the big WW center one town over. This is due only to gas/distance/time. Instead, I decided to go to a meeting in the basement of a church in my own town. It works out quite well since my husband goes to Yoga on Tuesday nights, so I can drop him off, go to the meeting and pick him up. (Yes, I know some of you are saying that I could go to yoga with him. I've tried it...I don't think I'm a yoga person.)

I really like this leader, so that is good, and the meeting was well attended. Then I realized something. Back in 2000-2001, when I was having great success with WW, I was attending meetings in a basement. And this new meeting is a basement! Okay, I'm grasping at straws, but there is at least a possibility that basements bring me great WW mojo!

Oh, and I weighed in at 267.6, so basically back where I started. Well, not quite. Before I was weighing first thing (er, um, second thing!) in the morning and NAKED. This time I weighed in at night and dressed, so that number is not a good comparison.

I've been perfectly OP so far today. My goal is to be OP all day today. I'll set a new goal tomorrow.

Great article!

Found this today, thought it was quite interesting!

One gold star!

Yes, I earned one for yesterday! I managed to track everything AND get 6 glasses of water in (I know it shouldbe more than that, but let me get the 6 down first!) Let's see if I can keep it up for today.

I am nervous about my trip to Arizona and I have a bad track record with the nerves. They usually push me in the directions of throwing everything to the wind instead of being extra-viligent. Staying OP around my parents is a nightmare for three reasons. One is all the history--I love my parents and they are certainly good parents in most respects. However, parts of my childhood were very, very hard. Secondly, the comments. I still get them from my mother. She says she's trying to help and no matter how much I tell her that she is getting the opposite effect, does she stop. Finally, my mother does not do OP food. Yes, I've tried being in charge of the food--that doesn't work either. My mother has Shongren's sydrome (I think I spelled that right!), and one of the symptoms is extreme dry mouth. My mother's way of handling this is to drown everything in oil, butter or cream. Fine, don't eat that stuff, you say! Oh, but it's sneaky. The last time we were down there, I made noodles--unbeknownst to me (until after I'd eaten it, that is) my mother had added two sticks of butter to it. When I try to explain that doing things like this is hardly helpful and it would have been nice if she had waited until others had dished up before she started "lubing it up", she shoots back with "You just don't know how hard it is when you can't even swallow." So, there it is.

I won't be updating this blog while I'm there--but I probably will update my main blog. I'll check in again on Tuesday--I'm praying I can handle this weekend!

Glimpses at the past

Recently, my niece asked me if I had any old pictures of her and her dad I could send in digital form to her so that she could make a Father's Day gift for him. As luck would have it, I had a gallon-size ziplock bag full of pictures I was going to give her. So, to the scanner I went.

I've been looking through the pictures and I realized something. I was never a skinny kid, not even a thin one, but I wasn't as grossly obese as I thought (or as I was told!). I also realized that my body image is zippo.

I don't think I can be healthy until I start to think healthy. Unfortunately, changing your state of mind takes time (and a weekend with my parents will NOT help the situation). But, at least I've realized what is going on. That's something....

I'm SOOO corny!

Yes, I have to result to such things as this to keep myself motivated:

Gold Stars

I had some time to kill after my final last night and when I would pick up my husband at his yoga class (which I will soon have to start attending as well....), so I stopped by Craft Warehouse and bought a couple of packets of gold stars. For every "good" day, I get a gold star in my day planner. Of course, what is "good"? I'll probably alter the definition as I go along, but right now it is journaling and drinking all my water.

On other news, I did something to my ankle/calf again, so working out is a bit more challenging. I'm doing a rest day today, but I should do something tomorrow. I'm flying to Tucson for a long weekend with my parents on Friday, which means swimming on Friday, Saturday, Sunday and possibly Monday. I have been saying lately that I was going to take up swimming as exercise (as opposed to swimming for fun), but I just haven't done it yet. This will at least be a good start to that.

Another thing I learned, no matter how much I love soup in a breadbowl, I definitely should NOT eat it. Not only isn't it not worth the points, it can do a doozy on your digestive track. Yikes!