Monday, August 21, 2006

Monday morning Quarterback

I gotta work out. I keep saying it all the time. I keep saying I gotta start working out. It's been about two months since I've worked out. And I just don't have the time. Which uh..is odd. Because I have the time to go out to dinner. And uh..and watch tv. And get a bone density test. And uh.. try to figure out what my phone number spells in words.
Ellen DeGeneres

And that, dear friends is me in a nutshell. I am doing better though. You lovely ladies (and lurker, Jeff) have inspired me to greater efforts and I do believe they are starting to pay off.

Here's the deal. Just before Nikki proposed this "project", I had gotten on the scale just to see where I was. Hell, apparently. I am only 5 feet, 4 and a half inches tall (possibly shorter now) and weighed 230 lbs. That's a lot of me to be carrying around. I was, to be blunt, horrified at what I had allowed to happen to me. And to top it all off, I found some pictures of me 12 years ago when I was dating my husband and I was pretty! Thin! A heck of a lot healthier (well, except fo the smoking thing...). Made me wonder why he was still here because, at least on the outside, I'm definitely not the same woman he married. Luckily, he loves the me inside even more than the outside one.

I haven't really hit the exercise part of this yet. I was supposed to start riding my bike to work, but the bus issues sort of put a halt to that. I am hoping that I can start doing that this week. I have worked in the garden and done a bit of walking, but mostly I'm watching what I put in my mouth. I haven't been perfect.... but I have been paying attention - which I apparently HAVE NOT been doing in the last few years. Because I lost 12 pounds this week. I know! I know! How can that be? My ass certainly doesn't feel 12 pounds lighter. My shorts are only SLIGHTLY looser. So what's the deal? Faulty scale? Amazing water weight loss? It is the week before...

Anyway - don't be discouraged if you only lost 7, 5, 2 or 1 pound. I think the point of all of this is to get us thinking about our health, get our butts out of our chairs and get going. We've got a week's start on it - LET'S KEEP GOING!!!!

Besides. I can't wait to hear all the wonderful things you people will say about me when I win this! Cheesecake with chocolate drizzle.

7 comments:

34quinn said...

wowzers!! no wonder you are recommending which chocolate I can eat LOL....
using reverse psychology on me eh ?? lol.

That is pretty impressive but you know if you are working hard it is always nice to see results. This week is my pmsing week and I will likely be bloated by weeks end. That said I am making a concious effort to remind myself that if my weight does in fact go up not to let it bother me as it will likely go back down the week after.

I think about things too much but I am an aries its a gift.

I prefer milk chocolate actually as the other stuff is too bitter for me. I am sure I will indulge in some I always do when I am pmsing. I will just have to be sure to walk it off as best I can.

nikki said...

12 lbs rocks! but you my friend (douple pepperoni and cheese pizza) will lose...to me! hahahahahahahahahaahhahahahaha (cackle cackle)

Sayre said...

I don't think you're very nice, Nikki.... Double Pepperoni and cheese - I am so hurt! And hungry. You sure do play dirty. But you'll see (hot fudge sundae) when this (strawberry shortcake) contest is over and I (cheese grits) win this!!!!

Nikki said...

(gapes)

That is friggin fantastic Sayre!

You rock!!

...and just so you all know -

I'm the winner, it's me, accept it and move on. LOL

Hot fudge sundae

Jeff said...

I found time at 5:00 am. I know, I said the same thing, too. Yet, I am still doing it! It is the only time I REALLY have to do it - and it burns fat more because I haven't eaten for over 8 hrs before.

Sayre said...

I need to get my husband to wake me when he gets up to go to work. I haven't been sleeping well lately and he's been letting me sleep in. That has GOT to stop!

factor 10 said...

WOW! Go Sayre! If it's not me that wins, I'm rooting for you! I may have to write something for your twelve pounds, anyway! woohoo!