New Year, New Goals

As I stated in the last post, I'm trying a new approach to getting healthy. One goal a week. Maybe two. We shall see.

I can't keep doing the hard and fast weight loss until I burn out and gain it back. I have to get healthy from the inside out and be happy!

This week's goal is to drink more water and limit myself to one soda a day. My goal for every week is to remember to use my food journal.

Today, I only drank half a soda and I drank twice the amount of water I usually do. I entered all my food into myfitnesspal account.

I feel good about these small things. :)

Starting Over...Again

Well, here I am, bigger than my biggest. I lost weight. I looked great. I felt fab. And then I quit trying. I gained it all back in 4 short months and then some.

Sigh. Does this mean I am not cut out for low carb in the long run? I don't know. What I do know is that I'm unhappy and really disappointed in myself.

I have to start over and I'm now doubting myself. I guess this time I should start slower, 1 small step a week. Sigh.

Here I go again.

Let's be honest

Ok, if I'm being honest, I've gained back just about all the weight I lost. By July, I had lost nearly 30 pounds and I won't lie, I loved how I looked.

I made it to my sister's wedding and I looked good in my dress. I looked great in every new dress I bought for the handful of weddings in my family and all the parties leading up to my sister's wedding.

But then I lost my motivation and I quit trying and I gained it back. And I'm not happy with myself. But it is what it is.

Losing weight is hard. Keeping it off is really, really hard. I haven't mastered that yet. So, here I am, bigger, unhappy with myself for giving up and really wishing I could lose it all again and then some.

But let's be honest...it's not that easy! I'm willing to give it another shot. So we will see what happens.

It's Time!

Well, I've lost 19 lbs by changing what I put in my mouth. I suppose it is time to incorporate exercise.

I don't wanna!!! I hate exercising!! But, I really want to get the rest of the weight off and tone up this body! I mean, I turn 30 soon. I need to look great! I need to be the best looking 30 year old ever! Ha ha.

I'm doing great! I'm still super motivated and I don't really feel like cheating that much anymore. In fact, when there is an opportunity to cheat, I find myself weighing my options in my head now instead of just shrugging and eating whatever I want.

I went to a bridal shower this weekend. There were lots of yummy treats. I ate a deviled egg, a couple of these delicious little appetizers, some great fruit and half of a cupcake. Did you catch that? HALF of a cupcake!!!

I'm so proud of myself! I'm also in a 12 now! Hot damn!! Here are my measurements.

Day 1: January 1, 2012

Weight: 202
Bust: 42 inches
Waist: 35
Hips: 47 


Today: February 20, 2012


Weight: 183
Bust: 39
Waist: 34
Hips: 43

My progress so far

Here is a picture of me in August and a picture of me taken by my sweet son this morning. I am really feeling great! I can't wait to see my end results!!!

Loose

My pants are getting loose that is! I have no doubt that within a few weeks I will finally be in a 12! I am thrilled beyond belief with myself. And I haven't even started working out yet!!! Wow!

I cannot believe I have actually done this! I have lost 15 lbs as of Sunday morning(my usual weigh in day) and while most times, I generally begin pigging out at this point, I don't want to pig out. In fact, thinking of pigging out makes me nauseated!

I have been eating so well for 24 days that now when I think of certain foods I used to eat or like, I get grossed out. When I start thinking about cheating or eating a piece of chocolate or candy, I tell myself to think of something else, get a drink of water and if I still can't think of anything else, to go ahead and indulge. It works. My mind is averted and I move on with my day. I haven't craved a soda since the second or third day after quitting. I saw a commercial for Burger King the other day and there was a man shoving french fries in his mouth. I literally felt total disgust and realized I used to eat those! Gross!!! And those burgers? Why did I do that to myself??? I would much rather have a nice turkey burger that I made at home. Last night I made my favorite cheddar ranch turkey burgers, which are only about 150 calories per (small) patty. I have stopped serving them with a bun or bread, so we eat them with a fork. My kids asked for seconds. Music to my ears!

I am not sure what finally clicked in my head to get this train moving so fast, but I like it. And I am feeling great and ready to finally move beyond the 15/20 pound barrier I have previously been stuck at.

This morning, I was able to put on a pair of pants that were tight last week. Today, they are a little loose. I was also able to put on a shirt I have not worn in well over a year and it fits perfectly. I was able to look in the  mirror and smile! I am starting to like what I see there!!

When I came out of my bedroom, my son said, "Mommy, you look skinnier today." That right there made me feel like a million bucks!!!

It's Working! Finally!

I'm down 11 pounds!!! I'm down 11 pounds!!! I'm down 11 pounds!! WAHOO!!!!

I've made it through 2 weeks now and I am still feeling motivated! I really think motivation is the biggest thing here. Usually once I get to a certain point, I pretty much give up and go back to my old habits. Not this time. This time, I'm making my menu for the week and only buying groceries according to those things. I avoid the middle of the grocery store like the plague. If I do have to go down the dreaded snack aisle, I make a mad dash for the whole wheat crackers and run back out. Whew!

There are some amazing side effects of my new healthy eating lifestyle:

For starters, my children have gone through 4 bags of those cuties (you know, the little clementines?) in two weeks. Yesterday at the grocery store, I bought a 5 lb box of them. Maybe they will last the whole week!

Secondly, since I quit drinking coke, I only craved one in the first few days. In fact, yesterday, my husband asked for a coke and I thought I might have one too. So, I got one for him and myself. I took one sip and was completely disgusted. It tasted like chemicals! Gross! I gave it to him. Here's the best part! Since he also quit drinking sodas when I did, he only drank half of his and put the rest in the fridge. It was still there last time I looked. This is so great!!

Third, we went out to dinner on this past Friday evening. Neither of us ate our whole plate. This is huge for us!

There are many others, but the only other one I'm going to talk about here is my energy level. I cut out a lot of things. Sugar, fast food, coke(as in the soda, ok?), rice, pasta, white bread, etc, etc. In fact, if I use bread at all, then I use whole wheat. I added in lots of fruit and lots of veggies. Anyhow, my energy level has perked up considerably in the last week. This weekend, I had a sick baby who kept me up all night, but I still didn't need to take a nap during the day! I am one of those people that can usually sleep at any point in the day. I could probably sleep for days. But, now I'm feeling so much better!

This is truly amazing! It's turning into an eye opener for me. I think I mentioned the purple journal with butterflies on it that my husband bought for me to write in. I haven't written anything yet, but last week, after a particularly bad day at work, I found myself craving a cheeseburger and some chocolate. And the light bulb went off in my head. I figured out one of my triggers! Why didn't I think of this before? Why have I spent the last two years, feeling miserable about my body, and not knowing why I was eating the things I was eating?

Here's the best part about that stressful day. I didn't stray from what I should eat. I told myself I would be ok, and I was! Wow.

I'm excited to see what the next few weeks bring. And my next goal? P90X. Yep. I'm going to try it.

I'm still hungry

Well, it's day 2. I'm hungry. And grumpy. And I'd love to drink an ice cold coke. Yummmmm, that super cold feeling going down my throat. Scrumptious bubbles! But, I won't. And I haven't all day. I made some really tasty food today, but I am still hungry.

For lunch I had a cauliflower crust pizza which was surprisingly delightful. I didn't even realize it was cauliflower! Well, ok, I knew it was because I slaved over those little white trees and shredded them with a cheese grater after squeezing the excess liquid by hand, one by one! I went through a lot of trouble to make that sucker! It stuck to the pan, so I tore it all up when I flipped it. But it did taste good and my children thought it was good. They had no idea there were veggies in that pizza! Bonus!!!

For dinner, I made a Parmesan crusted tilapia and served it with salad and green beans. I sat at the table, which I actually cleaned off and wiped down this morning with the kids to eat. I am not sure if they were more excited that I sat and ate dinner with them or if they really thought it tasted good, but I felt dinner was a success. I personally really liked the taste of the fish.

But fish is not filling at all! I was hungry an hour later! I was ready to binge. Fortunately for me, I have rid my house of anything to binge on except fruits or veggies. So, my binge consisted of a bowl of pineapples. Now, I don't have any for the rest of the week since I went over grocery budget. This is not cool. Sigh. Another fortunate thing about being so hungry right now is that I didn't shower today. Yes, I'm gross. But hey, when you have a toddler, sometimes,  you just have to forego the shower. I mean, unless you enjoy a tiny person yanking on your extremities and poking at your naked body...

Anywho...I didn't want to leave the house in my unshowered state. Plus, the baby has gone to bed. So, I chugged more water. That didn't really help. So, I folded laundry. I FOLDED LAUNDRY!!!!!!!!! That folks, is a bonified miracle. And with that, I have made it through another day of "being healthy".

Motivated

Today is January 1, 2012! I know it's pretty corny to have a resolution to lose weight, and get healthy and all that jazz. But, I really need to and today seemed the best time to start over, especially since I've been feeling some clouds lifting for a week or two.

For many months now, I have not been doing well emotionally. I do take medication for my depression and anxiety, but I got very stressed out and spent my days just holding on until lunchtime. And then holding on until 4 o'clock. And then until I got to my babies. And then until bedtime. I was crawling into bed by 8 pm almost every night that I didn't have to be anywhere and then hoping that the morning never came, because I just wanted to sleep. Obviously, this is no way to live.

I really don't know when my emotional eating began. I don't know when I became so obsessed with food. What I do know is that it has to end now. It has to end because I have two little souls who depend on me to teach them and guide them. The way I was eating and allowing my family to eat was not okay. This change will be hard on all of us. But it will make us all healthier and stronger.

So, I begin another journey. My goal is to cut out sugar. I joined a no sugar challenge for the month of January on another website. It is damn near impossible to stick to the rules they have set forth. So, I'm doing my own modified version of this. On the advice of my SIL, I will not allow myself to eat anything with more than 4 grams of sugar, because sometimes, you just can't avoid it altogether. I will switch things out when I can. I am replacing sodas with water and unsweetened iced tea. I am replacing chips with carrots. Snacks have now been divided into 100 calorie portion sized ziplock baggies and placed in a designated snack area. There is one in the fridge and one in the pantry. I am replacing sweets with fruit. I am also trying to limit carbs as much as I can. No rice, pasta, white flour, etc. I will work some of these things back in eventually, but in the wheat or brown forms and only in moderation.

Most importantly, I will remember that I am human. I will make mistakes. I'm sure there will be days where I just really want a glass of wine or a piece of cake, or some really greasy pizza. But I will get healthy. The number on the scale isn't the most important thing to me anymore. The size of my jeans isn't either. It's the way I see myself in the mirror and the way I feel about myself that matters now. It's taken me a long time to realize this. I can do it. I will do it.

Day 1:

Weight: 202
Bust: 42 inches
Waist: 35
Hips: 47

Today, I feel motivated. I feel like I can do this. I feel like I can regain control of myself again. I did not have a soda today and I didn't really care. This is a big deal. I walked to the park with the kids. I pushed Stella on the swing and then walked back home. I even cleaned a little. I said a little because that is something else I need to work on. But this time, I come first. I put me last for way too long.

My husband says I should start a food journal; that I should write what I eat all day and how I felt when I ate it. I think this might help me. I might keep a handwritten personal journal, but I will also try to keep one here on this blog as well.

Shake it out

This is my new theme song. I will use it to keep myself motivated whether it has to do with food or fitness or stress.

                        And I am feeling pretty motivated. Happy New Year!!!

Full Figured Women

Recently, I saw this on a friends FB status. I'd really love to embrace it and feel like I could say it and feel it too. It's a great message. 


When you’re a bigger gal like me, people like to say "yeah, she's cute in the face", as if being full figured is such a disgrace. Honey, I’m cute in the face, and I’m thick in the waist. I look good whether I’m in cotton, leather, or lace. I’m beautiful, vibrant and above all, smart! And there's more to me than my weight, I also have a big heart. Yes my clothes may be a bigger size, that just means you have access to a bigger prize. We all are not self-conscious about our weight, and we never have a problem getting a date. So don’t think your small frame gives you more pull, I’m a hot, sexy, curvy woman with a figure that's full.

I wish I could claim these words and really and truly feel them. But I can't. I still feel fat. And gross. And the worse I feel, the more I eat. I really try to take to heart the compliments I have been getting from men at work. Many of them have seen me struggling to eat well and have said to me I don't need to lose weight. That I look wonderful the way I am. I have had many of my girlfriends tell me the same thing...that the women that were worshiped in the olden days had full figures like mine. That I look great. I love my friends. They are so sweet to tell me this. But I don't feel wonderful, or beautiful. 

I have tried everything-appetite suppressants, diets, counting calories, working out- and lately, I've just given myself a pass. I don't think I've given up for good. But I have definitely decided I need some time to think. The only way I am ever going to lose this weight is to really and truly make a lifestyle change. This is going to take really hard work and determination. I'm not sure I'm strong enough. I will have to keep reflecting. 

I will be strong enough eventually and I'll get where I want to be. In the meantime, I am trying to learn how to be comfortable with myself, in my own skin. I'm trying to learn how to see myself how others see me. It's hard. Really, really hard. But I don't know what else I can do. 

Starting Over

I failed my attempt to lose weight. I really thought I was going to get there this time. I was doing so well!! What happened?

I'm really not even sure what happened. All I know is that one day, I was dutifully plugging my calories into my app and running around the track at Seth's baseball practices and I was feeling great. I blinked, and I'm back at 200 pounds and my pants are getting tighter by the moment. Looking back, there isn't an actual moment it all fell apart, but I definitely quit trying.

I haven't ever hidden the fact that I suffer from depression and anxiety and while I know I can't blame this entirely on that, I do know that it has a big part in my undoing. I just got so busy and so lost in what was going on with work, kids, husband, baseball practice, baseball games and baseball tournaments, that I started taking the easy way out and running through the fast food windows. I got so tired that I quit working out, retiring to bed the first moment I could.

I may have been suffering one of my worst bouts with stress in a long time. I just couldn't do it. I couldn't do everything I had to do and eat right and exercise too all at the same time. I don't know why. I feel sick and disgusting after some of the things I eat. I feel heavy and tired and just unhealthy, but I keep on eating. Why? Because food tastes good. I love to eat. I think if I had this problem with something other than food, like, cocaine, I might be in some deep trouble. But that's the problem...I am in deep trouble. I keep finding myself in this rut, overeating and not exercising and the weight keeps coming back.

So, today, I told myself I was starting over. I will try once again to lose the weight and to exercise and to eat better. We shall see what happens. This time I don't think I'll have my hopes up. But if the first step to getting rid of a problem is to admit you have one, then I have already taken one step.

Giving Up

Today, I am really feeling like giving up.

Everything I try to lose the weight only lasts a few weeks before I just get so tired of trying. Why does it have to be so hard to lose weight? It's so easy to put it on. Why do we have to gain weight at all? Why weren't our bodies made to be perfect and stay that way?

I'm so frustrated. Why can't I eat food that tastes good and not feel so guilty afterwards? Why can't I just lay down on the couch without feeling ridiculously lazy?

Sigh.

Oh by the way, the soup diet was a waste of time. Don't do it. I was tired of the soup by the end of the second day. I couldn't even finish a one week long diet that was so simple a monkey could do it.

Maybe I am just meant to be fat.

Fat Flush Soup

It's no secret that the last few weeks...probably a month and a half, actually...I have not been on the wagon so to speak with my eating right and exercising.

I have been very stressed. I have forgotten to eat. I have eaten too much. I have not exercised much because I have been so tired, and I just want to go to bed.

Last weekend, while in the check out line with the hubs at Walmart, I stumbled across Women's Health Magazine, at least I think that is what it was. On the cover was a picture of some soup with the title, "Fat Flush Soup!" So, I opened up to the article. It's a diet created by Dr Anne Louise (http://www.annlouise.com/)that is a soup recipe you make and eat for lunch and dinner for a week. She has several books, which I did not buy but they talk about fat flushing for life, etc.

I love soup, especially of the tomato variety and this one is tomato based, so I thought, what the hey? I'll try it. Maybe it'll get me over my hump. Then I ran into a small roadblock. The recipe calls for beans. ICK. I hate beans. I mean like, even looking at them makes me want to gag. But I tried to keep an open mind, and I started a thread on an online community to ask about what type of beans I should use. The beans are for fiber, and I thought I should go ahead and keep them in. I was told that white beans or kidney beans would probably be best and that I should try to puree them and use them as a thickener for the soup, that way I won't have to actually chew a bean.

Last night, I made the soup. I got the beans and put them in the blender and pressed puree. Oh my nasty, they looked so gross all squished up. Then I got a whiff. Gag!!! I couldn't do it. I just couldn't do it. I poured them down the drain and turned on the disposal. I would rather take a fiber supplement than put that into my soup.

Breakfast for the next week is a choice of scrambled egg white with veggies, a specific smoothie or plain non-fat greek yogurt with fresh fruit. I chose the yogurt because I never get up on time to make scrambled eggs or make a smoothie. I measured out my yogurt and added my fruit and took a bite of it.

GROSS!!! Greek yogurt is the most sour and disgusting thing I've ever tasted, besides beans of course. Those are really gross. Anyway, I made myself eat a few bites with strawberries and ended up throwing the rest out. Sick. Lunch and dinner will be the soup.

Luckily, I can have two snacks and those can consist of veggies or a piece of fruit. I am glad I brought extra carrots to tide me over today.

Here's to fat flushing! We shall see what happens. Wish me luck!

Stress=Weight Loss?

I don't know if it does for everyone since all people are different. I know some people don't eat at all when they're stressed and get all skinny and anorexic looking, but some eat way more and get all bloated and stuff.

For me, it just depends. I already have anxiety. When I'm anxious I tend to not eat because of how I feel. If you have never suffered with a real anxiety disorder, there is not a great way for me to explain how it feels to be anxious. I can try, but this picture says it best...

That and the fact that you constantly have a sick feeling in your stomach like you're nervous all the time and your heart feels like it will beat out of your chest at any moment. Your brain races at a hundred miles per hour and every time your kid asks you a question, you start freaking out. You can't drive without thinking everyone is trying to hit you and you constantly second guess everything you're doing or saying. Who wants to eat when they feel that way?

Anyway, I'm going through a bit of a stressful time right now, and I keep forgetting to eat. Despite my daily medication, my anxiety is through the roof and I have been having to take the emergency pills quite a bit. Yesterday, I barely ate a thing. I forgot to eat breakfast and then ate some lunch(a cup of noodles-WHEEE!) since it was too late for breakfast and then I forgot to eat dinner. By the time I was at home from baseball practice and the kids were in bed(yes, I fed them much earlier in the evening), I decided it was too late to eat anyway. So, I ate a thing of yogurt, which made me want to gag because I hate yogurt. The texture of it makes me feel quite pukey. Blech. So, I drank some water and crawled into bed, hoping for some sweet release. But alas, I could not sleep. Stupid anxiety.

My whole weight loss journey has kind of gotten off track lately. I haven't been working out, unless you count chasing my toddler and playing baseball in the backyard with my son. I haven't been logging my meals into my fitness pal account...but then again, I keep forgetting to eat and because of my anxiety levels at this time, I forget what I'm doing every 5 minutes anyway. Anyway, despite all these stress factors, I still find my pants getting saggier. It is strange, but I won't complain. All I want is to feel normal and healthy and be able to eat without feeling like I will throw up at any second. Thanks anxiety. Thanks so much.

One really good thing though, is that even though I've fallen off the no coke(cola, not powder)wagon, and have started to drink it again, I am drinking it way less. As in, I can't even finish a whole can when I open it. My husband keeps getting annoyed because he finds half drunk cans in the kitchen. "What a waste!" he says. In my mind though, this is a good thing. Good because I'm not getting the cravings as often, and good because when the craving does hit, it just takes a couple of sips to remember that I don't really care about it that much anymore.

Strange Things are Happening

Well, I haven't been doing a good job at counting my calories and I have been extremely lax in working out. I did step on the scale and it hasn't budged, up or down, so I suppose that is good.

However, my pants are falling off. How is this possible?? I don't understand it but I am not going to complain. Not even a little.

Cheeseburger Meatloaf

Because I haven't talked about cheeseburgers in a while, here is a delicious picture of cheeseburger meatloaf. This is not my recipe. I found it in one of my cookbooks and have made it a couple of times. I haven't made it in at least a year and a half, but since I haven't really had a cheeseburger in months, I might make it soon.
http://www.tasteofhome.com/Recipes/Cheeseburger-Meat-Loaf

Ok, ok. You got me. I had a cheeseburger on Labor Day. It was freaking good too.

Yes, yes, I did eat a leftover cheeseburger the day after Labor Day. Don't judge me.

I'm ahead of you!!!

Let me be frank. I really suck at eating right. I also pretty much suck at exercising. I did pretty well for a good while. The last couple of weeks, however, have not been good. At all. I haven't logged on to myfitnesspal.com in a while. I have eaten some fast food lately(gasp!). I have been drinking some soda too. OH THE SHAME!!

Anyhow, yesterday, at my kiddo's baseball practice, I discovered one of the other moms is also doing C25K. So me and my friend(another mom who is awesome enough to humor me by "running" with me) went to the track and joined her for the run of the day. She said she was on week 2.

I'm on week 3. Not that it really means much since I haven't stepped on the track in over a week. I decided to be a smart ass and said, "We're on week 3!" and she was like, "Oh really?" And I'm like, "Oh yea, but we can do week 2 with you. No big deal!"

Ha ha. That shit hurt. Really bad. I wanted to die. I whined before my 60 seconds of running was up and boy was I waiting for that bell to ding! DING!!! WALK!!! Music to my ears.

Anyway, I'm sore today. My legs are on fire. I know I shouldn't have gotten that bacon, egg and cheese mcgriddle this morning, but I won't lie. It was good.

I'll get back in the groove tomorrow. Maybe.

Oh my HOTNESS!!!

So, this weekend, my dear friend came over the house with her old school video camera in tow. I have known her since we were in elementary school, and we lived together for a year in college. We spent all of our time together during those college years, short lived(for me)as they were. She videotaped everything. We taped various escapades and conversations, and there was even a heartfelt monologue of sorts by me set to cheesy music in which I expressed my love for her and our friendship because I would soon be marrying a member of the army and would be moving away. I didn't end up marrying that guy, so I never moved away, but it was a tear jerking scene anyhow.

The whole point of this is to say that seeing myself pre-kids at the ripe old age of 19 and 20 was so eye opening. Oh my hotness! I was smokin!!! I looked darn good! I could not stop staring at myself and marveling at what a great body I had back then! The whole time I was laughing hysterically at our goofy antics on screen, I was thinking to myself how I would love to look like that again!!!

And then came the guilt because I slacked so much last week. I didn't count my calories several of the days during the week. While I did do my C25K app three days in a row, I didn't do much else in the way of exercise and I refused to step on the scale Sunday morning because of my lack of self control in the kitchen...or at the sushi place...ahi tower? Yes please!!!

I just keep thinking about those videos and how amazing I looked and damn if I don't wish I could get to that point!!! So, beginning yesterday, I gave myself a proverbial slap on the wrist and got back to the nitty gritty. I entered every morsel into my calorie counter. I have a cold or some other sinus related illness, so I went to bed early, rather than working out last night, but that's alright. What good am I to anyone if I'm a snotty mess?

Let's get this straight. I know I probably won't look as adorable and fit as I did pre-babies. I mean, sure I could probably get to that weight, but there are now stretchmarks(or as I like to call them, Mommy badges) marking my body and no matter how hard I try, I will likely never get rid of that bit of extra skin on my lower abdomen. I did have 10 pound babies, you know! But this is ok with me. If I can get to a place where I feel as good about myself as I looked in those videos, I think all will be right with me.

Got Milk?

The last couple of weeks, I have been pretty stressed and haven't had a huge appetite. I either forget to eat when I'm stressed or I go the opposite route of snacking myself fat. Since I have been doing this the last month or so, I  have really stopped snacking much at all and haven't really been all that hungry, so I knew this time of stress could result in the "forgetting" to eat issue. I decided that I cannot afford to be unhealthy and skip meals because that always ends up badly for me. I do have a family to take care of, after all.

So, I bought a box of Special K cereal, thinking I would eat it for breakfast and lunch. There is an actual Special K diet you know! Supposedly if you eat it for breakfast and lunch and eat a sensible dinner you can lose 100 pounds in 6 weeks. Or is it 6 inches in 2 weeks? Ha ha. I joke, but it's actually a diet. I don't necessarily feel the need to do the Special K diet, but I did need something I could make sure was available and easy to eat during the two times it is easiest for me to forget to eat.

Anyhow, in my quest to continue to count calories but still make sure I eat something, I bought the cereal. Monday morning, as I left for work(later than I should have been leaving), I realized that while I packed my cereal and my banana, I forgot some milk. I stopped at a gas station for some milk and there was a sign where it would have been that said, "Need Milk? See cashier."

'Hmmm...this is strange,' I thought to myself. But I asked the cashier for some milk. She brought me a single bottle of Promised Land. I was kind of excited because that is the expensive milk! I bought it and went on my merry way to work. I poured my cereal and my milk and sat down at my desk to eat it while I checked my emails. After the first bite, I realized something wasn't right. I sniffed the cereal and the milk smelled off. Ugh! Of course, I couldn't eat another bite. And what would I do for lunch?? Dang. I didn't feel like eating dry cereal, but luckily for me, I had a Special K protein meal bar in my desk from who knows when! YAY! Special K saved the day! Also, it was chocolaty chip, which makes every thing better.

Tuesday, I drove through McDonalds for milk because I figured surely they would not have bad milk. I tell the drive thru screen, "I would like a bottle of water and a jug of milk please." "I'm sorry but we only have chocolate milk" the voice said. Hmm. Well, I didn't have time to go anywhere else, so I said it was fine. Actually it didn't taste bad in the cereal since I obviously have the chocolate delight Special K. I decided I would stop at the store for some skim milk on the way home from baseball practice.

Wouldn't you know that my husband's truck broke down and we had to rescue him. I didn't think we would make it to baseball practice. We did, but I was so flustered from the change in routine that I completely forgot about milk. So, through the Mcdonald's drive thru I went again this morning. Again, they only had chocolate milk. I said that was fine and came to work. Then I realized my cereal box only had one serving left. AHHHH!!!

Other than all of that craziness, the skinny quest is moving along nicely. I mean, I'm not dropping 10 pounds a week or anything. In fact, it took me two weeks to drop one pound recently, but I also have not been working out as much as I had been. I do feel I've made a pretty big change though. I'd rather just go home and eat a sandwich or a salad than drive through for a burger. I tried to drink a soda yesterday when I got the hankering and could only have a few sips. It tasted like chemicals. Weird.

Slowly but surely, I will be skinny again!