Saturday, April 10, 2010

Back ONline

Phew! After I was left computerless for a couple of very stressful days, I am finally back online. A special thanks goes out to my guardian angel that helped me when my old macbook died.

That said, I was obviously super stressed and OVERATE! I know.... there should be no excuse and I should have stayed on track, but I just couldn't get it together. If I told you everything I ate in the last 2 days I think you might be tempted to verbally assault me for my weakness and complete lack of willpower.

It is for that reason that I will NOT be writing a food journal covering the last 48 hours. I would be lying if I said I thought that that was the right thing to do. I should probably disclose my dirty little diet secrets for the web to see, but I can't. I can't tell you how I sat with my grandmother on her nursing home bed today and ate easter eggs and chips. I can't tell you how I pigged out on Greek Oasis chicken souvlaki, salad, potatoes, and rice.... followed by a greek custard smothered in baklava...... to tell you all that would simply be embarrassing.

So, again, the plan for tomorrow is to get it together. I am going to blog (since I have a computer and can do that now) everything I eat, and the exercise I partake in. I will be strong, I will stick to the plan, and I will get healthy.

Thanks to all of those who have showed their support and will continue to follow along... without further delay.... T.J. Shrinks!

x

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Let's start with the BIG stuff....

The numbers on the scale tell me that I have gained 27 lbs since I met the love of my life, Amedeo (aka Amo), a little less than nine months ago. Shit. That's three pounds of fat gained every single month! 


So, what I am going to do about it? I tried the low carb thing and just gained weight back again as soon as I went back to carbs. I tried paying money and going to meetings. I tried just cutting back, I tried cutting out, I tried, I tried, I tried. Now I am going to live.


My plan: to fall in love with food on a whole new level. I want to gain an appreciation for things moving past my lips and into my stomach. I want to know where they come from, what they are made of, how they were grown, and how they were harvested. I intend on eating as much local produce as possible, trying new things, and coming up with inventive new ways to tantalize my taste buds without tipping the scale.


For those of you who are already sick of reading, please rest assured, most of my other entries will not be as lengthy. In fact, you may, on occasion, simply see a number on the scale and a single word beside it:  F*#K.


So, here it goes.... let's see where the evening takes us. When the darkness creeps in, generally, the munchies aren't far behind in this house. I vow that I will not eat past seven o'clock tonight, so I may have to blog all night instead. ;o)


As a final note: I will be adding a "View From Here" photo at the end of each weekly weigh in. Here is what I look like, from my own perspective.


WEIGHT:
207.2 lbs


LBS TO GOAL:
47.2 lbs


FOOD EATEN:
Let's just say a lot....beginning tomorrow I will be posting every food item that passes my lips, including recipes whenever possible.


EXERCISE DONE:
Absolutely none. I have been a lazy git today. Besides a couple of jaunts up and down the flight of stairs at work today whilst running around town to get photos, I have not done a darn thing.


MOOD: Grumpy. Perhaps it's PMS.... or maybe it's the weather... yeah it must be the weather. ;o)

Yo Yo Yo

Up and down. Up and down. Thin and fat. Thin and fat. Yo yo up. Yo Yo down. I have had it, that is that.

I have battled with my weight for ELEVEN years. I am TWENTY-NINE. I quit figure skating at eighteen and it all went down hill from there. At first it was twenty pounds, twenty turned into forty, forty turned into sixty and before I new it I was ONE HUNDRED pounds OvErWeIgHt!

It took a while but lost it. In 2003, I weighed in at just under 160lbs. Then I quit dieting, quit thinking, quit watching and the scale caught up with me. By the time I got pregnant with my daughter I was up to 180lbs and nine months later I was around 230lbs.

Five years later I weighed the same. Sure I'd lost and gained, lost and gained. In fact, I had probably lost and regained more than one-hundred pounds over half a decade. But the truth was that I topped the scales at two-hundred and thirty pounds and I didn't have a baby to blame it on anymore.

Again, I got back on the wagon. I cut out carbs. I ate meat, meat, meat, and salad. I was doing pretty well and lost a whopping 50lbs in less than three months. I was down to 180lbs, and although that isn't skinny, I felt good. I was wearing a size 12 and no longer got out of breath going up the stairs. More importantly, I found my confidence again. I loved myself, I loved my life, and I appreciated and loved the skin that I lived in. I felt that I had finally gotten a handle on things.

A few months later I met the absolute love of my life. A man who made me melt every time he looked at me, a man who thought I was beautiful, sexy, and confident. A man who loves food as much as I do. I fell off the wagon. I let my appreciation of food get out of hand and found myself in tighter jeans and out of some. I watched as the numbers on the scale climbed and I felt a little less beautiful. I thought about my unhealthy choices and continued to stuff the food in.

Now, I sit here writing my first blog entry staring at the scale looming across the room. It is the thing of my nightmares and my absolute worst enemy. But I am vowing to change that. I want to make it my friend. A companion to keep me on the right track, to help me see the error in my ways and to make sure that I get to where I want to be.

So, here it goes.... My next entry will be my first weigh-in and will describe a little bit about my plan. Be warned I may post several times a day!! I am going to use my blog as a tool to overcome cravings, a way to vent my frustrations, and a place to hopefully inspire others to do what is best for their hearts, their minds and, of course, their bodies.

Cheers and wish me luck!

Tiffany