Wedenesday weigh in and NSV... I rocked it.

I killed the weight loss this week… seriously; even lost over the weekend. Like I said I’m sick of the 180’s and I’m taking care of it.

Drum roll please…

Last week: 187 (up 1.6 from the week before.)

This week: 182.6 down 4.4 pounds

Start weight: 277

Total loss of: 94.4

NSV #1- I like my undershirts tight to help with the loose belly. I bought a size SMALL last night; 3 of them, OMG (Like I said I like them tight, so don’t get any ideas about my top size being size small by any means.)

NSV #2- Size 9/10 pants.

NSV #3- I don’t do my measurements monthly. In fact I don’t have “start measurements.” What I do have are measurements from September and measurements from last night. I’ve lost 27.75 inches.

(I'm very sad I don't have more measurements.)

weekend awesomeness ....

I lost weight over the weekend. It is a miracle my friends. Happy Monday!

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1 year blogging

Ive been blogging for a year this week! When I started blogging I wasn't planning on having the lap band, but it didn't take me long to make the choice when I couldn't get my hunger under control.
My blog was private and I didn't count on ever having people reading it. I can't tell you how much blogging has helped me to stay accountable. And I love when people read.

I haven't regretted my decision for one minute. I'm no longer the 277 pound girl afraid of life and what is holding me down. All those fears from my first post are history. Except maybe that boy one, it is still very real at times.
Best news? It's only the beginning.

Dragon warrior

Someone posted a question on their blog about "how do you give yourself a pep talk, without getting down on yourself." My answer is, I don't, I rub my own face in the pile of crap i've been telling myself. Then I outline how i'm goign to fix it. Knock myself down, then fix what is wrong.

I am crazy sick and tired of the 180’s. Seems like I’ve been gaining and losing the same 2 pounds for 2 weeks and I’m not gonna do it anymore. Want to know how I can be so sure; because it is completely my choice. I'll be out of them by March 15th.  (179.9)

Watched Kung Fu Panda this week- got the following quote from it: “Then I guess my body doesn’t know I’m a Dragon warrior yet. It is going to take a bit more than dew, and, uh, universe juice. “

My word for 2012 is FIERCE! Yepper, I’m going to be a Dragon Warrior. It is kinda like a honey badger.  I knew that the last 50 pounds would be hella hard to get rid of. I’m not giving up. This isn’t for today, tomorrow, or a year from now.

On a happy note it is warm outside today and I’m going to go running!

10 things Thursday

1. I'm getting mini herefords. Yea, don't worry, I'll post a picture.
2. I was banded 1 day before my 24 birthday. It was my birthday present to myself. I didn't think it could get any better that. This birthday , I am giving myself the "present of being 110 pounds lighter". Only 20 pounds to go. Man each birthday just gets better and better.
3. I thought the hardest part of this journey would be giving up soda. He'll was I wrong. I haven't even really missed it. There are so many other harder things.
4. When I eat like crap , I don't want to move. Then it just turns into this cycle. I can identify it now. That's huge for me.
5. I havent ran since 2/8/12. I've done other exercise, no running.
6. My dog is a big lady. When she runs around like crazy I always tell her "you're why we can't have nice things." it always makes me smile.
7. I was up this week on my weigh in. But this morning I'm down even from last week? What the hell?
8. I think I could spend my life chasing cows. I think they are awesome.
9. Im working this weekend. I like t stay busy.
10. I'm pretty sure I have the best roommate ever! Seriously, I can eat the last banana, forget to mop the floor,

Food demons- weigh in wednesday

The scale reported exactly what I expected, maybe a little less. I gained this week and it is my own fault.

I didn't "exercise" since last Wednesday. Though I did spend about 10 hours a day Friday - Monday on a horse. (Did you know cowboy food isnt very band friendly?) Anyway... to the weight thing.

Last week: 185.4

This week: 187.

Gain of 1.6 pounds.

Total loss if 90.

I just can't seem to get the food demons to stop screaming. The band may keep me from eating an entire bag of Cheetos at once, but I can graze on it all day and polish that sucker off. Argh, I gotta get this under control! Zumba tonight. Though I've already ate half the world.

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Getting a piece, falling to pieces and Reeses Pieces...

There are a few things that come to mind for me when someone says “piece, or pieces.”  

1.       Reeses Pieces. Seriously, I can connect just about anything to food. Lovely friend at school brought me Reese’s Pieces the day after falling to pieces, with a note about getting a piece. Don’t worry I ate that King Size box all by my lonesome.

a.       Here is how Reese’s Pieces connects to “falling to pieces” and getting a “piece”

2.       Falling to pieces: One day last week was terrible for me. I don’t know why, I kinda just fell apart. I pretty much never do that… ESPECIALLY not at school.  Awkward. So that was the “falling to pieces.” Well my lovely friends were there to tell me I wasn’t a failure, and that everything would be fine.  I joked with them about needing to just sit on the couch with a good looking boy, watch a movie, and forget about all the stress.

3.       Getting a piece: That brought up the other “pieces” (now watch where your mind is going…  I’m just talking about some hand holding and a little kissing, then maybe a little debate about cow breeds or something.)

a.       Believe me, the intelligent debate about cows is the most rewarding/difficult part to find. 
b. There is a man, but boy is it slow moving. No kissing or hand holding. Can you believe that? Somone being able to resist me for so long?