It’s a New Day

152.5

Don’t know how I did that!  But, I’ll take it! 

I wish I could describe to you how my body has changed – and how much more it’s going to change.  This diet works.  All you have to do is follow the very, very simple rules.  I haven’t even been great about those rules – but I’m understanding that my success would have been that much more had I been more careful in my last ten days. 

I’m excited about doing the whole thing all over again in a little more than two weeks.  It’s so refreshing to get control of your eating and your body.  I have never lost this much weight on a diet, let alone this much weight on a diet in less than two months.

I have a new set of goals in mind.  I’m here to share. 

• Be down to 148 by January 1.  This is just my mental way of starting this diet off on the right food.  I know that loading days will cause a gain of sorts. I don’t want my mind messed with. 
• I have a doctor’s appointment on January 20th.  I want to be 140 on that day. 
• I want to be under 130 by Valentine’s Day. 
• I’d like a new dress for Easter. 
• I will start walking during Round 2.  I haven’t really made myself do much except look after the house, the kids, and our animals.  I wand a little challenge this time. 
• I want to be at 125 for certain at the end of Round 2.  If I’m lower, fine.  If I’m higher, Hello, Weight Watchers. 
• I want my husband to be amazed. 

Yeah.  I need to start writing these lists to help me stay on track.

A la Finale – Round 1

The last ten days were hard.  I did cheat.  I did finish alright.  I could have finished better.  I did start to lose my resolve after BOTH of my sisters quit on me.  Day 36 was when it all started.  In my defense, we have had a steady stream of company, and my toddler has been in the hospital.  It was THE SUCK. 

My ending weight was 153.5. 

My ending inch loss was 36.25.

I’m ok with these numbers.  I’m on Day 4 of Maintenance.  I did have to use a Steak Day yesterday.  It wasn’t so bad, really.  I can’t get over how much meat I ate in one sitting.  I was down to 153 even today – so it worked like a charm.  I’m actually hoping to whittle down to about 148 in the next two weeks.  I start Round 2 on January 2nd. 

This diet really is pretty miraculous.  My body looks very, very different.  And, while I have weight left to lose – I look a million times better than I did 27 pounds ago.  My end goal is to get to 125 on hCG. 

Anyone else struggle in the last ten days?

Day 36-37/VLCD 34-35

I did it.  I cheated.  It sucked.  On Day 36, I was up to 155.5 – this was pre-macaroni and cheese incident. 

Let me say this.  I’m horribly ill.  I have a head cold that is turning into bronchitis.  I just wanted something different.  I won’t do it again.  Mostly because I started coughing so hard I puked.  Mac n’ Cheese in puke?  Nasty. 

Day 37 weight:  154.  I am officially the smallest I have been since before giving birth to my daughter two years ago.  In a few more pounds, I’ll be the smallest I’ve been in my adult (read:  child-bearing years) life.  I can’t really describe the changes in my body adequately.  I’m so tiny through my mid section.  My shoulders and arms are changing.  I’ve lost so many inches and so many pounds.  I really never thought that this was possible.  I know now that it is and I’ve done it.  I’m winning the war. 

I got a shirt at Old Navy last week.  It’s too big.  I haven’t needed a size small in forever.  My size medium pants are not skin-tight. I’m going to be in size smalls all over the place soon.  Holy crap.   I’m getting this done.  And I’m loving it!

Flabbula is losing ground every day.  I’m going to be a size 8 in the next ten pounds, easy. I got this. 

Rock, rock, rocking on!

A New Realm of Conciousness

I’ve lost 25.5 pounds in 35 days.  That’s about .7 pounds per day on average. 

I’m overly aware of food.  I don’t touch what I don’t have to.  I avoid certain places, just because of the smell.  I’m a little cranky and I have found that this time of year was the perfect time to do this. 

Here’s why:  Food is not required for happiness, love, or a good time. 

I managed to cook for two days straight without tasting, touching, or otherwise breaking my dietary strides.  I also didn’t kill my sister when she admitted (finally) that she had quit the diet. 

Food doesn’t own me any longer.  And I’m ready to own a new body.

A Massive-Assive Update: Day 27-35/VLCD 25-33

November 20 :

 My toddler is teething and seemingly ill.  I have no real time to speak of.  My weight is holding at 159. 

November 21: 

 Another wretched day with a very sick baby.  Still hanging at 159.  We went to a football game with my sister and her husband.  I realized that she isn’t following protocol and she seems to have not changed her attitudes about food.  She is focusing on what she can’t eat and how restrictive the diet is.  She claims it makes her tired.  She is also chewing gum that is not on protocol.  I’m disappointed.

November 22:

After a decent night of sleep, I’m down to 158.  I’m so happy that I’m under 160, it ain’t funny.  I can wear my pants again.  I’m almost as thin as I’ve been since I started having children.

November 23: 

157.5.  Better than nothing.  I’m a little sad, thinking about a miscarriage I had a few months back.  However, instead of having a baby in April, I’ll be rocking a fierce body that my husband wants to do some baby-making with.  I wound up very hungry and ate a few too many Melbas.  I know I’m going to pay for that.  Damnit.

November 24:

As I expected, I gained.  I’m at 158.5.  I have to reset my mindset.  I also have a migraine that beats all today.  I’m thinking my period is about to show up.  I’m also craving food.  I’m also sad about my sister giving up on the diet.  Thanksgiving is coming up and I know she’s going to eat. 

November 25: 

Ahhhhhh…157.  I haven’t seen that number since my nearly two-year old was seven months old.  I have decided to only complete three weeks of maintenance before hitting Round 2.  Imprudent?  We’ll see.  I’m going to load like a starved dog.  I really have to get my second round.  We’re going to start trying for a baby in the summer and I want my weight to stabilize well. 

November 26:

156.5.  Thanksgiving.  I prepared four dishes almost single-handedly.  I ate none of it.  While everyone else around me (including my sisters) ate the Holiday Meal, I drank tea and felt skinny.  My older sister admitted that she had quit the drops and the diet.  What the hell?  She needed this most.  Screw it, I have thirty pounds to lose.  My other sister ate small portions and got back on protocol.  Oh, well. 

November 27:

Still hanging at 156.5.  I went Black Friday shopping like every other moron in America.  At least I got what I needed.

November 28:

154.5.  I about did a backflip this morning.  I have realized that unless there is a miracle, I won’t meet my original 35 pound goal.  But, I’m sure as hell going to keep trying.  I have ten days left.  I’m going to do my very best and lose what I can.  I’m hoping and praying to be under 150.  That would be like a dream come true.  I haven’t seen 140-anything in ten years.  It would also set me up better for Round 2.  I’m so excited and so thankful.  This really is a miracle of a diet.  If I can do this, anyone (well, except my sister) can!

 

 

 

Day 26/VLCD 24

Weight 159.  That is a gorgeous number.  But it’s only gorgeous until tomorrow.  Then I must have  new, lower and much more gorgeous number.  I was thinking about how much smaller I really am yesterday.  I wish I had been able to start this diet last spring.  I wish I would have had more self-control so that I didn’t have to lose so much more weight.  I wish a lot of things.  But this is my reality.  I have 34 more pounds to lose. 

My husband is starting to notice.  He really wasn’t able to tell until last week.  I would so be lying if I told anyone that he wasn’t my driving force in doing this diet.  He is.  I want him to be proud of me and I want our marriage to have that effect of a husband being really, wholly, totally in love with his wife.  I told him that I would do this years ago.  Now, I’m doing it.  And he loves it.  Really loves it. 

Again, my goals are re-evaluated.  I’m hoping to make it to 145 this round.  I will do another round in January after six weeks of maintenance.  It will be a full 45 day round to lose the last 20 pounds.

Day 25/VLCD 23

I was up .5 this morning.  Whatever. 

My husband and I have been talking about when we want to have our next baby.  We have two, three is where we want to be.  Clearly, I’m not interested at the moment.  And I won’t be until I lose this weight.  I’m not going through another pregnancy fat.  I’m not going to be fat at the end of my next pregnancy, either. 

Since we aren’t getting any younger, we figure late spring/early summer of next year. 

Now, I’m up for this.  Now, I have a goal.  I have to get all of this weight off by March of 2010.  Then, I have to go through maintenance.  Then I’ll think about having a baby. 

 

Day 24/VLCD 22

160!!! I have finally managed to lose 20 pounds! 

I had a really honest conversation with myself and I realize that I will definitely have to do another 45 day round.  I really want to be 125.  It’s a mandatory for me today.  I realized this after talking to my doctor and him reassuring me that I have a medium to small frame and really shouldn’t weigh more than 130.  The pressure for me now is my legs.  My top is getting pretty small.  I want my arms to slim down some more, but mostly, I need my legs to slim down.  I have a lot of fat and cellulite.  I just want it all gone. 

I am hoping and praying that I get down to 145 this round.  I have re-evaluated my goals and I’m ready to stay on this path.  This has been so amazing.  I’m so excited about my future and I’m so ready to live my life in the best body possible!

One more day of kicking Flabbula’s butt!!

Day 23/VLCD 21

161.

I haven’t seen that number in a while.  Last spring, I saw 160 on the scale and decided I needed to diet.  I did.  And I failed.  This diet is so controlled and so easy all at the same time, that I’m going to weigh what I did at the beginning of last year in the next few weeks. 

I still really hope that I go under 150 this round.  I’d really, really like to see under 140, but I’m prepared to do another round after the first of the year. 

I’ve been really, really cold.  Even my husband has noticed how cold my extremities are.  Other than that, no discomfort, no hunger, no fatigue.  I really, really love this diet.

Day 22/VLCD 20

Well, I didn’t hit my 20 pounds, but I’m not crying about it.  I actually didn’t lose at all.  No matter.  I know that it will come.  I am delighted with 18.5 pounds of weight off of my body.  I am delighted with 23 fewer inches on my frame. 

I did tweak my eating a bit today.  I cut out the fruit and I increased my liquid intake.  I also switched up my meats.  I’ve been eating chicken and eye of round far too regularly (ok, EVER FREAKIN’ DAY).  Today I had orange roughy for lunch with celery and for dinner I had buffalo with sautéed onions (YUM). 

In three weeks some things have really changed.  Here’s a list!

• My skin looks amazing.  I was totally broken out and a little haggard looking before.  My husband commented today that my complexion is back to beautiful.  I have a lovely glow and I just look prettier. 
• I have a really tiny midsection.  My ribs are a fairly slight 31″ around.  My bust is about 35″.  I wish my butt would follow suit. 
• My pants are really getting lose.  The skirt I wore to church three weeks ago is now too large to wear and look any kind of acceptable.  It’s working.
• My husband is all over me.  This. Diet. Is. SEXY. 
• I’ve learned that food is just something you have to do to stay alive.  I enjoy the simplicity of my meals and I look forward to eating a little more and a little more.  However, I don’t think I’ll ever look at food in a social aspect or want aspect again.  I’m choosing to be a careful eater. 
• I feel really amazing.  I have energy.  I have a good attitude.  I’m not longing for food or for the life I’ve never had.  I’m now preparing for the life I’ve always wanted. 

Yeah.  That’s just three weeks.  Get ready, world – I’m coming at you!