Is it Real, or is it an Optical Allusion

Alright now! I do not want to hear from the English police telling me that it should be “illusion” instead of “allusion!” The reason I say “allusion” is because I mean “allusion.”

Let me explain.

I stepped on the scale this morning and the number glaring back at me was

Feeling the Frustrations

 

Something must be wrong. It has to
be, right?

I changed the batteries in my scale
two days ago and my weigh-ins are still all over the place. One day, I weighed
251 pounds and was showing it off later to my CH and the scale showed 266. Then

Week 9 Accountability

I did not make any new goals for this week. I think I have about stopped making goals because I feel disappointed when I do not meet them. The one thing that I want to keep in mind as I go along is that it is all about being healthy, making good decisions, and creating good habits. One of the habits is exercise, while another is eating.

When I went back and looked at my spreadsheet (yes, I am that much of a nerd), I realized that

Coming out of Hiding

Yesterday after I had composed my blog post, which updated my accountability, I decided to clean out my closet. I tried on everything (with the exception of winter clothes) in the closet and tossed out everything that was unflattering and did not fit. Imagine my surprise when I saw how many clothes I had that was too big!

Starting now, I’m only going to wear it if it fits. The reason behind this was

Being Accountable

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Moving has taken its toll on my accountability. I had 2 whole weeks where the only exercise I completed was packing or moving boxes. But now, the treadmill is in its new home and I’m managing to walk for 2 + miles a day. That averages out to about 40 minutes each day. Not bad, but…

Why do you reach a point where no matter what you do, you just can’t progress past it?

That is me right now.

I’ve been stuck hovering between

Week 5 Accountability

This has been a disappointing week as far as weight lost. I didn’t lose as much as I had hoped for, even though I had been consistently putting in the exercise time. I even managed to go longer than my intended 30 minutes. However, when I look back on my calorie consumption, I can see where I went wrong. Portion control gets me every time, especially when I’m upset and I eat out of emotion.

This week was an emotional one.

Seems So Surreal

I woke up this morning and rolled over to hit the snooze bar on the alarm clock, and at the same time, I caught a glimpse of my arm in the early twilight. My first thought was, “Who’s arm?” It didn’t quite look like my arm. It was slender and graceful, not my chubby arm.

I lay there for a moment trying to take in this unusual visual perception of my own body part and was reminded of something that happened to me on Wednesday.

Week 4 Accountability

Last week I did not write an accountability post like this one, nor did I list any goals for Week 4. Basically, Week 4 goals were about developing habits and consistency.

Week 1 Accountability Post

This week has been an emotional wreck for me. If you have read my blog posts you will know that I have been fighting some demons on the home front. I have tried not to let things derail me from achieving my goals and believe me, this has been difficult to achieve.

Day 1, I managed to get up and exercise first thing. I liked exercising early because I managed to get it out of the way and done. However, when you exercise in the morning something odd happens.

News from the War: The Battle of Cheesecake Run

            Okay, what I think I’ll do is every Monday post an update on my weight loss, just to keep myself accountable.

            So with that said, I need to discuss the problems of living in a house of boys who do not need to lose weight because by some twist of bizarre Fate the fat gene that mutated in me completely skipped over them and having a husband who is in complete denial of his need to lose weight (and who also succumbs to his passion for sweets, most notably last night, cheesecake).