My dinner last night: I ate a steak salad and got the server to substitute the regular dressing for a low-fat Greek-feta dressing.
It was phenomenal.
ps The banana bread? Obvy I didn’t even touch it.
I’ve got some good news and some bad news
The good news? I’ve lost some weight. The scale gods are pretty cool folks and were good to me the last few days. Apparently, if you eat less and move more good things happen, who knew?
The bad news? I rewarded myself for losing said weight, well not quite - it was actually a friend’s birthday so I indulged a little lot. It was one of those awkward situations when it was just the two of us (and her birthday) so she obviously wanted desert and I didn’t want to be a party-pooper. Thus? I split a desert with her. It was delicious. I savoured every bight as it was the last bight of omigod-too-good-to-be-true food I’ll have for a while.
I forgot my lunch today. Again. I had it all planned out, delicious asparagus, sprouts, zucchini, with lemon chicken, an orange and some jell-o. It’s very frustrating as I’ll most likely end up buying something with more calories than I should have, AND I’ll be spending money.
‘Gaining’ money is a huge (fabulous) side effect of losing weight. I used to spend C$7.90 on lunch every day. That’s $1,896 a year on lunch, which could be a fabulous pair of Luboutin heels. People, do that math - I think it’s obvious what wins.
Skinny and wearing FABULOUS heels? Or Frumpy and broke?
I hope you didn't lose 40% for a slice of cheese?!
Old ME
NO! My goodness, the slice of cheese was hardly a factor. The reason today was 6/10 was I didn’t hit my 8 glasses of water, eat 3 meals (I skipped breakfast), I had an extra apple (with said cheese), I ate really late (I like to eat dinner before 8, but I ate round 10 tonight). As you can see, plenty of reasons.
If I continue losing weight at this rate I’ll hit my goal weight (125) on Oct 3, 2009.
Don’t worry, I’m not that naive to think this will actually happen as I know life happens and things will arise which will make it a bumpy ride. Also as my weight reduces it will become harder to lose the weight.
My birthday is December 3rd and I’ll be turning 25 (gasp!) this year so I created a ridiculously corny “25 things to do before I’m 25“ list. Don’t act like you’re not jealous. The number one thing on my list? You guessed it, to be at my ideal weight. It would be a fantastic weigh (haha - so witty am I) to ring in the quarter century marker.
Tomorrow, I’m going to aim for a perfect 10 day. I can will do it.
ps Sorry for the blurry chart, it looks clear when I make it. Computers suck.
What have you done today to make you feel proud?
It’s never too late to try
What have you done today to make you feel proud?
You could be so many people
If you make that break for freedom
What have you done today to make you feel proud?
I love The Biggest Loser theme song. Today I avoided a bucket load of carbs, that made me feel proud. I turned down ice-cream for jell-o, that made me feel proud. BUT I did have an extra slice of cheese (one of my biggest weaknesses) that did not make me feel proud. Sigh.
Today, overall? 6/10.
My Morning Dilemma:
A large, beautiful tray of carbohydrates (my lover) has been placed within eyesight of me, with a handwritten note “Help Yourself.”
There are warm muffins, toasted bagels (with your choice of toppings), tons of fruit, and baked delights which were most certainly baked in heaven.
I’m standing at a fork in the road; one road leads to temporary-melt-in-your-mouth deliciousness and the other? eternal happiness and content.
It’s really shocking that I even considered taking the road of temporary satisfaction.
A moment of delight in my mouth followed by a day of hating myself? OR a post that says “wahoo! I’m awesome! as I didn’t give into to the evils of food” and being content with myself the rest of the day?
Yea! Today is going to be a good day.
[editor’s note: old me? yea, I would have most likely eaten devoured a bagel with cream cheese AND a muffin (or two), don’t judge people]
11 Random things About me
- I was born in Pretoria, South Africa and I’ve lived in Auckland, New Zealand for three years. I came to Canada for high school
- I’m OBSESSED with earrings. Obsessed.
- I used to play chess competitively. I still love the game and wish I played more.
- I’m terrified of not getting married. Somebody love me?
- I think the hottest look for a man is when he’s wearing a suit and holding a gym bag
- I love bookstores. Just standing in them makes me happy.
- I love notebooks, or more specifically journals. (often found in book stores)
- I try not to be a cliche, but I am. I love all things pretty and girly - I just can’t help it.
- I like calling men “Sir” and women “Lady.” I don’t know why.
- As much as I love NYC and want to move there, I could live on a farm in the middle of nowhere or on a mountain and be content.
- I can’t sleep with socks on in my own bed, but when I stay at other people’s houses I have to have socks on.
Weird… there’s more to me than just my obsession with food/weight. Ps I’m on the right.
![Well I was right. I took the walk of shame back to my desk. I GAINED 0.6. This is my first official gain, and I’m sure not my last. My nutritionist saw that I was disappointed and told me not to look at my weight day to day, but weekly. This helped as I am down a little from last Wednesday. I’m still positive though and am determined to kick my fat in the ass in the next few days.
There is no quick solution to losing weight: slow and steady? will win the race. [editor’s note: The last sentence does not apply on The Biggest Loser]](http://18.media.tumblr.com/wYiUi76VDkofiwfcUW5DafIoo1_500.jpg)
Well I was right. I took the walk of shame back to my desk. I GAINED 0.6. This is my first official gain, and I’m sure not my last. My nutritionist saw that I was disappointed and told me not to look at my weight day to day, but weekly. This helped as I am down a little from last Wednesday.
I’m still positive though and am determined to kick my fat in the ass in the next few days.
There is no quick solution to losing weight: slow and steady? will win the race. [editor’s note: The last sentence does not apply on The Biggest Loser]
Stride of Pride or Walk of Shame?
I’m about to head off to get weighed. I don’t think I’ve lost anything (see post below about HUGE dinner), which means I’ll be doing the Stide of Pride Walk of Shame back to my desk after lunch.
Sigh, I promise to be better the rest of the week. No more being stupid and trying to skip dinners. In other news regarding my pants: they’re not leaving marks on my spare tire. This is progross people, pro-gress!
Confession:
Recently, I’ve been having a lull in my weight loss. It’s awfully depressing as I feel like I’m eating VERY healthy. So today (as my weigh-in is tomorrow) I decided I’d skip dinner. Terrible idea.
I stayed at work as long as possible before going insane, then headed home and went right up stairs, showered, got ready for bed and by 7:30 was trying to fall asleep. As stated, terrible idea.
How people are anorexic I’ll never know, as the mere thought of missing dinner drove me crazy, and the longer I lay in bed trying to sleep the more food I wanted to eat.
The outcome of this terrible idea? I ate dinner, and not just a normal dinner a HUGE dinner. Moral of this story: Do not skip meals, it’s a terrible idea, you’ll end up eating more and then being annoyed with yourself.
Sigh, another day down and another pound lost lesson learnt.
Today has been an awful day so far. Just terrible, there is no exact reason as to why, but I’m just not feeling a) the cold and b) work. All I want to do is soothe my soul with a delicious Cadbury Cream Egg. I’m not sure if you got the memo, but God himself made them and they’re one of the most exciting things in these cold, bland winter months.
Recently I’ve noticed a correlation between my mood and the number on the scale. Exhibit A: This morning the scale gods were on vacation (lazy bastards), as apparently I had managed to GAIN weight after a PERFECT day of eating, and thus? I am bitter and secretly hoping no one talks to me the entire day.
To solve this problem I simply need to stop weighing myself, oh I don’t know, every time I walk by the scale. I weigh myself in the morning, when I get home, before dinner, after dinner and finally, before I go to bed. No need to comment on how ridiculous this is, as I already know, but it’s quite the addiction I have.
I know ‘experts’ suggest weighing yourself once a week, or even once a month, but I disagree with that. Strongly. A lot can change in a week and if you’re gaining weight, but think you’re losing it bad things can happen. Ideally? I’d like to weigh myself once a day (this is besides’ the 3 times/week with the nutritionist) to ensure I am still on track. I think it helps you stay motivated if you’ve lost weight, and get motivated if you’ve gained weight.
In other news, now that I’ve signed up for a 5km run at the end of April I need to start running, which leads to me to my letter to Toronto.
Dear Toronto,
Warm the F*%k up! Otherwise I’ll blame you for making me fat.
Love E
