I've officially reached my goal I set out for myself when I will see my family in 2 weeks. I've lost 2lbs this week for a total of 18.6 lbs. Also, I'm thrilled to say I'm officially a size 14.
Today, I wore a pair of linen pants to work that I haven't worn in 2 or 3 years along with a beautiful sweater Hayley bought for me. I felt and looked fantastic.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
CALLING COLLEEN
We need to hear from you! The blog needs to know your status. And perhaps a comment on the following question: Given that calories are your friend -- the more the merrier -- how does it feel to know that, for you, fresh fruits and dried fruits and avocados and almonds and cashews and peanuts and peanut butter and dark chocolate and whole grain breads and whole grain pastas and and brown rice and wild rice and baked potatoes truly are unlimited?
We need to hear from you! The blog needs to know your status. And perhaps a comment on the following question: Given that calories are your friend -- the more the merrier -- how does it feel to know that, for you, fresh fruits and dried fruits and avocados and almonds and cashews and peanuts and peanut butter and dark chocolate and whole grain breads and whole grain pastas and and brown rice and wild rice and baked potatoes truly are unlimited?
Monday, July 30, 2012
REFLECTIONS ON THE WORD "UNLIMITED"
I just measured out a heaping cup of cut watermelon for myself. As I allowed the heap to swell, I remembered Kim talking about WW's "unlimited fruits," but then qualifying the meaning of "unlimited" later in an email to me. "Well, you don't want to eat unlimited fruits," she said. Oh, right, sure, of course not, I thought. How could I have thought "unlimited" meant unlimited? Kind of brings me back around to the "just be unlimitedly yourself" (pause) "well, maybe a lighter version." Maybe the un-unlimited version.
I guess it all boils down to a no-free-lunch, get-real kind of thing. Nonetheless, I have to utter a protest. Used with respect to food, the adjective "unlimited" raises one's hopes high only to have them dashed to the ground when the strict interpretation of the word becomes known. Unlimited cauliflower, unlimited brussel sprouts, unlimited turnips, unlimited lima beans, unlimited dandelion greens, unlimited radishes, unlimited roots of things...You catch my drift.
So my over-sized cupful of watermelon is a limited-unlimited-limited portion, if you know what I mean.
I just measured out a heaping cup of cut watermelon for myself. As I allowed the heap to swell, I remembered Kim talking about WW's "unlimited fruits," but then qualifying the meaning of "unlimited" later in an email to me. "Well, you don't want to eat unlimited fruits," she said. Oh, right, sure, of course not, I thought. How could I have thought "unlimited" meant unlimited? Kind of brings me back around to the "just be unlimitedly yourself" (pause) "well, maybe a lighter version." Maybe the un-unlimited version.
I guess it all boils down to a no-free-lunch, get-real kind of thing. Nonetheless, I have to utter a protest. Used with respect to food, the adjective "unlimited" raises one's hopes high only to have them dashed to the ground when the strict interpretation of the word becomes known. Unlimited cauliflower, unlimited brussel sprouts, unlimited turnips, unlimited lima beans, unlimited dandelion greens, unlimited radishes, unlimited roots of things...You catch my drift.
So my over-sized cupful of watermelon is a limited-unlimited-limited portion, if you know what I mean.
SILKY SMOOTH
In yoga this morning, the ultra-smooth feel of my skin under my hands during a pose kind of startled me. I thought to myself that I must have put body lotion on my legs after my shower. But no, on second-thought, I hadn't; I'd been in a hurry. So, here's my first report on my new shower water filter. Does it make a difference to my skin? Yes! And my scalp has pretty much stopped itching. Harder to tell what difference it might be making in the health of my hair -- because I'm experimenting with various conditioners and masks -- but my hair feels very soft and light. Showering and shampooing without chlorine feels so nice, so very nice. I highly recommend.
In yoga this morning, the ultra-smooth feel of my skin under my hands during a pose kind of startled me. I thought to myself that I must have put body lotion on my legs after my shower. But no, on second-thought, I hadn't; I'd been in a hurry. So, here's my first report on my new shower water filter. Does it make a difference to my skin? Yes! And my scalp has pretty much stopped itching. Harder to tell what difference it might be making in the health of my hair -- because I'm experimenting with various conditioners and masks -- but my hair feels very soft and light. Showering and shampooing without chlorine feels so nice, so very nice. I highly recommend.
I ASK MYSELF
As returning to my slimmest self seems not a whole lot closer than a month ago -- in other words, as I experience this morning that standing-still feeling -- I ask myself whether all the fleeting moments of pleasure in cakes, pies, cookies, pints of frozen yogurt and bread, of course, were worth it. No! One puny minute of euphoria eating a cookie versus 1,940 ponderous minutes (a day's worth) of undereating to make up for that cookie? I don't think so. May I acquire a new habit -- the ability to think through the outcome of eating bags, boxes, and plates of sweets et al.
PS: About returning to my so-called slimmest self: I haven't consciously made that a goal, nor will I. It would be an outstanding outcome, but I know myself. I have to diet "easy." One 1,940-minute day at a time.
I'm starting to see strength-training in my future. Yes, great, I say to myself, but remember your intention to begin cardio workouts?
As returning to my slimmest self seems not a whole lot closer than a month ago -- in other words, as I experience this morning that standing-still feeling -- I ask myself whether all the fleeting moments of pleasure in cakes, pies, cookies, pints of frozen yogurt and bread, of course, were worth it. No! One puny minute of euphoria eating a cookie versus 1,940 ponderous minutes (a day's worth) of undereating to make up for that cookie? I don't think so. May I acquire a new habit -- the ability to think through the outcome of eating bags, boxes, and plates of sweets et al.
PS: About returning to my so-called slimmest self: I haven't consciously made that a goal, nor will I. It would be an outstanding outcome, but I know myself. I have to diet "easy." One 1,940-minute day at a time.
I'm starting to see strength-training in my future. Yes, great, I say to myself, but remember your intention to begin cardio workouts?
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Still have time to hit the mark
140 this morning on my scale. Too tired to think about walking this morning. Hoping for a little later. We'll see the digital weigh in tonight at mom's. 3 more days till I get the tape measure out for the abs. I'm not too hopeful but full of hope if that makes sense. Today only from living richwith coupons just ordered Women's health Mag for the year (10 issues) $3.99. Perfect portions Ming is a product from perdue. You see I buy and slice my own chicken. Kim told me awhile ago about perfect portions. I bought them with a coupon last week anyway I think we determined they are actually 5 oz.. So, it's really more then a perfect portion for me with a lunch salad. Grilling Salmon steaks at mom's tonight. Have a great day all and choose the right portions.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
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