179 Body Pix - 25 pounds lost

Here are some pix for my eventual BEFORE and AFTER collage:

25 Pounds Gone!

Yes, 25 of my fatty-fat pounds are gone, and I hope I never see them again!  I've dropped 2 pants sizes and 2 shirt sizes!  BMI charts still consider me "overweight" at this point, so it's a good thing that I think BMI charts are totally bogus.  My goal weight does happen to fall into their "normal" category, but that is totally coincidental.  I wanted to post myfitnesspal's line graph of my progress this year. 

It's been slow and gradual ... and somewhat maddening.  There have been points when I've felt like I was going to absolutely go bananas. I have about 35 more pounds to go.  My bestie (hi, Sarah!) and I have both agreed that we'd like to be down 20 more pounds by the end of October (that's about 3 months to do so ... 6.7 pounds per month ... 1.6-ish pounds per week).  It is possible, but I'm gonna have to really be on my game! 

Get Back on the Wagon!

I almost fell completely off the weight-loss wagon.  I guess you could say that I was holding on with one hand and being drug behind it.  About a month ago my toddler and I both got the creeping crud and were away from the gym for basically two weeks.  Upon trying to return, he gave me all kinds of grief.  He cries at the mention of going to the gym, so imagine how hard it is to get him into the car to actually go.  Anyway, that situation and a mountain of other stress built and built for weeks until I started having that "screw it" attitude.  I was still eating a healthy breakfast and lunch, but dinner was slowly getting crappier and crappier.  Then, a couple weeks ago, I went to dinner with my parents and Tyler as usual, but instead of ordering a salad I ordered a chicken sammich ... we's talkin' fried  chicken.  THEN, the next day I went back to the same place and had another one (with fries both times).  Thus began my downward spiral into "LETSEATANYTHINGANDWHATEVERWEWANTSville" ...

I could go into the numerous food sins I committed over the past month, but I will just say that I am officially back on the wagon ... I'm SO on the wagon that I could be driving the wagon.  Exercise will now be 5 times a week whether it is light or heavy ... Calories will be kept around 1200 and will come from healthy sources.  I'm not going "low carb" per se, but I am trying to limit the intake of said carbs.  Lots of fruits and vegetables and lean meat.  It's not easy for sure!  Eating what I want all the time is easy and delicious, BUT it will also keep me overweight and unhappy in the long run.  We aren't having our usual YUM-YUMfest this weekend like we usually do.  If we go out to eat, I will just have to find something healthy to feed my face...

grumble grumble grumble grumble sigh.

This Little Piggy Went to Crazytown

Well, I am down two pant sizes since I started these shenanigans in February of this year (from size 18 to size 14).  It's been almost four months, and I'm down ALMOST 20 pounds.  I think I've pushed passed my last plateau and come to a new one.  My weight over the weekend was 186.8, but it jumped back to 188.8 this morning.  That could be water weight or something of the sort ... who can really tell.  I ate relatively crappy over the weekend, but I don't know if it is possible to gain two pounds in two days ... not two pounds of fat at least.

My food sins over the weekend included a Mexican buffet (portion control goes out the window when I'm faced with a buffet), a HUGE cereal bowl of Caramel Turtle Cheesecake ice cream, a 6" Italian BMT and cookie from Subway, tacos made at home (probably not THAT sinful ... I only had two), and Zataran's Dirty rice (although it WAS prepared at home with very lean beef).  The point being that I know I went far beyond my usual 1200 - 1500 calories each day.

I guess I need to work on reigning it in on the weekends.  I eat SO healthily during the week that I'm SO ready to be a piggy on the weekend.  Is it better to indulge yourself on the weekends, so you don't absolutely lose your mind ... or should I go through the rest of my life never enjoying the occasional treat?  Quite the conundrum ...  I'll just work on keeping my "treating" under control.

The Sad Side View

...here it is...blarg