Presenting: The Incredible Shrinking Girl!

Today was my second WW weigh in!

As I said in my last post, I’ve been mad busy this week, but I’ve been a pretty good girl. However, I’ve let myself indulge a little with my weekly points (I got another gyro when I went to the fair on Friday with my family, oops haha). I even didn’t worry about what I got on my Subway order last night when I got dinner with a friend, since I’m usually pretty healthy when I go there. Honestly, though, I was worried that my little indulgences would backfire.Well, I weighed myself this morning, and the results came back pretty well!

I lost 2.4 lbs! Which is small, but amazing for me. That brings my total lost since starting WW to 3.4 lbs, and to about 6 (I’m not exactly sure) since summer started. Now that I’m at 186.6, I’m back where I was in April, before all of the stress and such made me get off track. Except, I’m even better, because…

My waist shrank 2 inches this week!!!

My sister kept telling me all of this week that I look a lot thinner, and I noticed that for the first time in, well, ever, I’m starting to have a really defined waist. Well, now I believe her.

So, after I weighed myself and got all “happy, happy, joy, joy” over it (whoever gets that reference gets a cookie haha), Mom brought out a surprise that she’s been waiting to give me for the past few days. It was a bunch of professional clothes from Dress Barn! I’m so happy, because I have literally nothing that I can wear for the first month or so of student teaching (when it’s still sweltering outside) that is conservative enough for a classroom, and now I have all kinds of nice clothes! She got me a beautiful tan blazer, and some nice button downs and pants, but my favorite was the dress she got me. It’s absolutely gorgeous, but there was one problem: the highest size she could find was a 12. I figured I’d try it on anyway, even though I doubted it would fit.

And guess what? It fits!!!

(Insert girly squeal)

I would post a picture of the dress, but when I tried it on I realized the zipper was bad, so she’s exchanging it for one that’s not broken on her way to work tomorrow. Trust me, though, when I say it’s gorgeous, I mean, it makes me look like an After photo. Mom was speechless. I may even wear it for my graduation recital instead of a gown. I will be posting a photo as soon as I get the new dress.

So, that’s how awesome my day has been so far, and it’s not even 11:00. Today is my last day parking cars, too, so hopefully life will go somewhat back to normal this week. Like I said, I’ll be busy, but at least I’ll have the energy (maybe) to get up in the morning and go running before work.


Dieting around a busy schedule.

It’s hard, but I’ve been doing it.

The reason I’ve been MIA is because I’m working two jobs this week. I added a job parking cars at the county fair, which brought me up to 72 hours working this week. Ugh. Today I have the day off from my grocery store job, at least, so I’m laying around trying to recover from how sick all of the work has made me feel until it’s time for me to park cars. So, that brings me to a downside (out of many, but whatever, it’s money) of working so much.

I haven’t logged any real workouts this week.

I hate it, and not because I’m not getting a workout all day. I mean, I’m standing up for 15 hours a day. I hate that after I had that huge milestone last week, I’ve fallen behind on my running schedule. Hopefully next week will be easier, even though I’ll be busy then, too (I’m working with marching band again all week).

However, there is an upside. I love, love, LOVE fair food. It’s a fact. But, since I’m so busy/exhausted/sick, I haven’t had any time to use the courtesy pass I got for working with the fair. Thank God, because, honestly, I would be there every day, eating junk, if that wasn’t the case. Last night was the first, and probably only, time that I went into the fair. And yes, I got fair food. I got my standard gyro and fried dough, using some of my weekly points allowance. And I’m okay with that. Because, honestly, now that I’ve had the food, I’m not so desperate to go into the fair and get junk as I have been all week.

Aside from that, I’ve been eating really well all week. I’ve been really into eating the Dannon Greek yogurts for lunch or a morning snack at work, and I’ve been making a lot of salads and things as well. I bought some FiberOne bars, too, which are helping SO much with my chocolate cravings. My cravings for carbs have gone down a lot, too, ever since I started eating only a slice of bread in the morning with my egg.

This whole idea of eating unprocessed foods is really helping, I think. It’s hard to tell, of course, because I’ve been feeling so sick and exhausted from all of the work I’ve been doing, but all of my cravings have become a lot easier to control. Which, honestly, has always been my biggest problem when I’m trying to lose weight.

So there’s a little glimpse at how I’ve been doing this week. Hopefully once I’m done at the fair on Sunday, I’ll be able to go back to regularly updating the blog. Toodles!

An extremely quick post.

Hi, all. I have to leave for work in a few minutes, but I feel bad about how I left things on Sunday, and wanted to let the blogosphere know that I am still here and still trying WW. I’m just mad busy with two jobs this week, plus getting organized for school, since I leave in 3 weeks!

I had a great conversation with my mom (which may have involved some tears) on Sunday night about my weigh in. She’s done WW before, so she understands. Since then, my goal has been to eat mainly unprocessed foods. No Smart Ones meals, even. Yesterday went decently well with that. We’ll see how today goes.

Sorry I couldn’t go more in depth but I definitely should be leaving now. More on this later!

First WW weigh in

The first week of Weight Watchers is touted by the company, and by everyone who takes part in it, as the one time that you have a huge loss in just one week. So, I got my hopes up this week, expecting to lose, at least, 3 or 4 pounds.

Instead, I lost 1 lb. One. Measly. Pound.

This is on top of the fact that I got a letter from the doctor yesterday, saying that my blood tests came back normal. So apparently, my thyroid/insulin levels/whatever have nothing to do with the fact that I have found it so difficult to lose weight my entire life.

I don’t get it. I barely used any of my weekly allowance this week, and some days I was even under my daily target. I worked out a LOT. And all I did was lose one pound, and gain one inch on my waist.

I’m heartbroken.

If anyone has any advice on how to keep going with your plan when all you want is to give up, please, tell me. I could use it.


I finally did it!!!!!

I ran a 10K!!!!

Well, I’m getting a little ahead of myself. I took walking breaks, which added up to about a mile, I’d guess. But the point is, I DID IT.

(Insert high pitched squeal)

(Five minutes later)

Okay, I’m done. But, I did take pictures, just to prove to my lovely readers (but mostly myself) that I did it. I ran the very course that I will be (HOPEFULLY!) running in a few weeks for the actual race.

At first, I was ridiculously nervous. Especially since, by the way, this has been the hottest week of the year so far in New York. Ugh.

This is my skeptical face, pre-run.

But once I got started, it wasn’t too bad.

My previous personal best. Not anymore!

You know what I loved? How many things I noticed about the course, which I have traveled by bike and car a million times, that I never saw before. Like the fact that there are a total of four bridges on the course. And man, I love running over bridges (don’t ask why, I don’t have an answer).

The third of four bridges (about 3/4 of the way through the course)

Even though it was fun, I was a little uneasy about running through town and past all of the cars (part of the course is along an oft-used state road). It didn’t help that a guy, who had been waiting for a pause in traffic to back out of his driveway, looked straight at me, but almost backed right over me so that I was forced to run out into the middle of the road to avoid being hit, then didn’t even apologize. I’m lucky there weren’t any cars coming from the other direction.

However, despite that little incident, once I had turned onto the back road, aka my home turf and the final quarter of the course, I felt pretty freaking good about myself and I was able to finally relax.

Almost there!!!

The back road was the toughest part. During the actual race, it’s right at the beginning. The officials used to put it at the end of the course, but it’s so hilly that it tires everyone out, so they decided getting it out of the way was the lesser of two evils.

Halfway up the hill from my nightmares.

When I was little, I used to call really hilly roads “rollercoaster roads” because my mom would go fast up and down the hills and make us scream like we were on, well, a rollercoaster. The back road was my favorite.

Going down the other side of the rollercoaster.

But once I got past this and the other, slightly smaller, hill, it was so much easier to get home.

The last bridge!!!

When I got home, I almost started crying from relief. Instead, I took a picture and sat in front of the AC for an hour.

What was my time, you ask? 1:25:16. A whole 5 minutes slower than I had expected to get even if I had run the entire time.


And the best part? I’m not upset that I took walking breaks. I managed to run farther and faster than I have ever done. I kept moving the ENTIRE time, and that’s what’s important.

Well, I did stop moving once. But it was just to take a picture of this:


Have a good night, everyone! My first WW weigh in is tomorrow!


I used to be a hater…

…of salads, that is.

Even when I started going to a college that couldn’t boast of much in their dining halls except the salad bar, I would pick at the dish and eat maybe half of it before pushing it away. And only if it was covered in ranch.

Well, my friends, that’s all changed. Behold the amazingness:

Try not to lick your computer screen.

Chicken, roasted red peppers, cucumbers, feta and romaine, tossed in olive oil and strawberry vinegar.

I ate the whole thing. And it was only 6 points.

If you can’t tell, I’m trying to take pictures of my food every once in a while, just so anyone reading can get an idea of good/easy things to make when you’re on a weight loss plan. Emphasis on “easy”, since I am a horrible cook (I plan on learning once I’m in my apartment and forced to cook for myself every day).

Marching band camp was literally the best experience I have had all summer (which isn’t saying much) and definitely ranks as one of the best experiences I have ever had in music (which is saying a lot). And the best part? The director was so happy with me that he asked me to come back for their rehearsals in August and help again! They’re hosting a really famous drum corps that week, as well, so I’ll get to meet them. I’ve already made so many connections through this music department, and now I’m about to make even more. It really is the best thing that could have happened to me this year. Not to mention, all of that running around every night sure gave me a workout.

I planned on running/walking 10K course tonight for the first time, since I have the day off from work. However, I’m not so sure I will, since it’s the hottest day of the year. How do any of you run when it’s absolutely sweltering outside? Do you have any tips to make the heat more bearable? I’d really like to go, but not if I’m going to faint of heat stroke on the side of the highway.

You know, running’s another thing I used to hate. And now, I’m upset on days that I can’t run. It’s weird how much things change over time.

I guess I’m a lover of most things now. Veggies, running, and marching bands included. Though the last one isn’t quite a new thing for me, but it still counts. My list of passions grows longer and longer every day.

And I’m okay with that.

Weight Watchers: My new road to success

I did it! I signed up for Weight Watchers Online on Saturday night and started the plan yesterday. And I love it so far!

Here’s how it works, for those of you who don’t know:

I get a certain amount of points every day to “spend” on each meal/snack. In my case, it’s 30 (the number will apparently change as my weight gets lower). On top of that, I get a weekly allowance of points that I can use for anything I want. They’re kind of like a cushion for if I go over my daily budget, but I’m encouraged to spend all of them by the end of the week. This allowance is 45. So, as long as I’m healthy all day, I can have a little something every night, like a glass of chocolate milk or a scoop of ice cream, or I can save them all for one night if I know that I’ll be going out for dinner at some point in the week.

And it gets even better. On their new plan, most fruits and vegetables (as long as they don’t have any crappy additives) aren’t worth any points. Which means, I can snack on cherries or peaches all day long, and I don’t have to feel bad! And, any exercise that I do is recorded as extra points that I can swap in for more on my allowance for next week.

It sounds complicated, I know. And it is, a little. But I’m slowly but surely getting the hang of it, and I’m already feeling more accountable than I ever have with a calorie counter.

So, in the past couple of days, I have eaten a whole lot of fruit and salad. And I’m definitely having less trouble with random eating than I usually do, now that I know that, for example, a french fry basically equals 1 point all on its own (I know, it’s horrifying).

Oh yeah, and because I started my plan on a Sunday, my weigh-ins will now be on Sundays instead of Wednesdays. I have to do them on Sundays anyway, for the WW website, so I figure there’s no point in doing it twice a week.

So that’s how it goes. I may not be around for a few days, by the way. I’m helping out a nearby school district with their marching band camp tonight through Wednesday night, and I’m scheduled to work right up until it’s time for me to leave tomorrow and the next day. On top of that, I’m more than a bit nervous about this camp. Wish me luck!

A new approach?

Today I finally sold my mini fridge. In case you don’t remember, a few weeks ago I vowed to buy myself the 3 month start up plan for Weight Watchers Online once I sold the fridge.

…Well, I haven’t purchased it quite yet. I like the feeling of fifty big ones in my pocket, honestly.


I’ve given it a lot of thought. My doctor’s appointment yesterday changed a lot of things for me, as far as my weight loss approach. Knowing that there’s something physically wrong with me that’s preventing the weight loss has felt like I’ve had a huge weight lifted off of my back, but it’s also making me hesitant to start anything new. On the flip side, though, the doctor didn’t tell me to stop trying…that would make no sense anyway. And, to tell the truth, having this knowledge (even though, it’s true, I don’t know yet exactly what is going on) has finally verified my suspicions that I have to work twice as hard, maybe even three times as hard, as my friends who have lost 10, 15, 20 pounds from simply cutting dessert a few times a week.

So, after much consideration, I’m doing it. I’m joining Weight Watchers.

I’m not sure whether I’m going to sign up immediately or wait until the fridge money is in the bank and sign up after that (so probably Monday or Tuesday), but at least I’ve finally made a decision. And I’m already excited for it. Scared, but definitely excited. So, we’ll see how it goes!

Some sort of news…

Before I start, let me say that I know I’ve been MIA for the past few days, including from my weekly weigh-in. If you read my last post, you’ll understand why. I decided not to weigh myself on Wednesday because I would be going to the doctor this morning, anyway.

Which leads me to today’s appointment, and what I got from it.

First of all, the nurse weighed me, and I was 189.6 lbs. Which, of course, was pleasantly surprising because I’ve been fluctuating up so far all week, and I had even had breakfast right before I got there so I should have been a bit heavier than normal. The pleasantness disappeared, however, when she said, “Hey, you actually lost 11 lbs since your last visit here!” …That was almost a year ago. Have I really been moving that slowly? It’s so upsetting to me.

So, I went into the appointment feeling a bit dejected, and then the NP (I rarely see an actual doctor because he’s only in once a week) came in and immediately started asking me about a list of symptoms, from fatigue to facial hair to everything in between. And I checked out for every. single. one of them. Except one: when she did the thyroid test, my thyroid was normally sized, but that doesn’t always mean anything. So, she came up with a few hypothetical diagnoses:

1. An underactive thyroid.

2. Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (this is what she’s leaning towards most right now)

3. High insulin levels (not quite diabetes, but close)

Basically, she’s not at all sure what it is, but I’m a poster child for any of these right now. So, flash forward a half hour and I had 6 different tubes of blood drawn for 6 different tests, and a follow up appointment was scheduled for the end of the month. I’m not looking too forward to the treatment portion, honestly. Once they find out what’s up, I could be sent all over the place, to an endocrinologist, or the hospital for more tests…I’ve just been so sickly for the past five years, and I’m tired of spending every single vacation day in a waiting room or a CT scan or something. But, it is a step forward, and hopefully it will not only jumpstart my weight loss for real this time, but will help me balance out all of the other problems I’ve had since puberty. That will especially happen if I start taking hormones for options 1 or 2; if it’s an insulin problem, I’ll have to be treated as a diabetic, but the good news is, she said it will make me lose the weight that much faster.

I suppose it was a good visit. The NP listened to me in ways that my OB-GYN never has (she refused to test me for PCOS back when I was 16), and she really seemed concerned with how I was doing. I just worry that I will never be a healthy person, but hopefully, this will be the start of a new, healthy lifestyle for me.

Fed up.

First of all, I’d like to apologize for all the moodiness that has been surrounding this blog lately. Occasionally I get into a horrible funk. I thought I was over my funk, since I had such a rotten semester this spring, but apparently, it’s only just begun. That said, I’m not going to hold back from expressing my true feelings in my entries. I believe that weight loss blogs should encompass everything, even the bad stuff. So, bear with me, and eventually things will turn up.

I tried running at my high school track last night.

Remember what I said about knowing when I shouldn’t make myself exercise? I now know that I can’t make myself exercise where I don’t want to.

The workout was awful. I ran a mile at first, but it was about 3 minutes slower than my best mile so far. The view was boring, there’s no breeze at the school, and worst of all, I kept flashing back to when we would run the mile in school. How I would always be the very last one finished, and everyone would stare at me while I ran my last lap, alone. How, no matter how hard I tried, I was never able to be as good as any of the other girls in my class.

The memories were so overwhelming, that I just gave up after my first mile. I wanted to leave right then and there, but I made myself walk another mile after that. So, I didn’t get a horrible workout, physically, but I definitely didn’t enjoy it.

Then today, I wanted to run the course for the 10K I want to sign up for in August. Even though today’s the most humid, hot day we’ve had yet this summer, I was determined to do it. I was about to leave, when my father told me that there was going to be hay to put in all night tonight.

And I flipped.

If there’s anyone who reads this that works on a farm, you know what I’m getting at. If not, let me just say, haying season is the most miserable season of the year. It is the very reason I hate summer. It’s hot, and it’s constant, back-breaking work, and I’ve been saddled with the bad luck of being the only female in the family who has to help, as well as being the only one with a hay allergy. So, by the time I’m done for the day, even if I start out fresh, I’m exhausted, bleeding from multiple cuts and blisters, and unable to breathe.

Basically, if I were to go for a run the same day that I put in hay, I’d be screwed.

Which means I can’t run until the end of the season unless some miracle happens.

And I’m so upset.

On top of this, I got on the scale today, even though I’m not supposed to until Wednesday. And I’ve gained more weight.

I don’t know what to do. So, after my little meltdown, I called the doctor, and scheduled an appointment for Friday to talk about my weight issues, my anxiety issues, and the possibility of testing my thyroid, which my mother has suspected is the problem for a long time but only now do I feel like I’ve done everything I can without professional help.

I still want to do Weight Watchers. But, since my hours have been cut at work, I am less able to afford it than ever. We’ll see what the doctor says, I guess. Hopefully, I’ll finally get an answer that will put my life in some sort of order.