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Weigh Day (week forty-eight)

Today is a pretty important day.  This day marks exactly 11 months since I began my journey.  Eleven months…and what an intense eleven months it has been.  Seriously.

I never would have guessed I would have lost more than 100 pounds in just 11 months.  Not in a million years.  I must admit, though, I am anxious to see what my numbers will be next month when I hit one year.  That is really going to be something!

My week has been a little light, which is partly due to vacation.  I only worked out three days this week (down from my usual six or seven), and I could really feel the difference in my body after relaxing for a full week.  It was a bit more of a struggle than I am used to these days.  Not to worry, though, my body rebounded quickly and I was on my way!

As for weigh in…


That is 0.6 down from the last weigh in; however, that was only five days ago.   I did not expect to lose a great deal between then.  At least things are still moving in the right direction!

My goal for June is to get under 200 pounds.  I have just a day under three weeks to lose six pounds.  That is going to be super close, and I admit upfront, I may not make it.  However, I am going to work *hard* in hopes of achieving that goal!

What goals are you working toward right now?  Are you taking advantage of every opportunity to meet them?

On another note…I re-vamped the blog.  Any thoughts on that?


Weigh Day (week forty-seven)

Alright folks…I am back from vacation (if we can even call it that) and I weighed in for the first time this morning…

That is right – I did not take my scale after all!  After much deliberation, I decided I needed to give myself an opportunity to see what “real life” would be like for me.  I say “real life” because I mean a life in which I am not constantly considering what every little bite of food will mean for the scale (or my waist line).  Now, not that I mean I went hog-wild and ate everything.  I did not.  I still ate sensibly, but certainly “off menu” compared to what I have been eating for the last 47 weeks.

Friday night I ate Moroccan (extremely delicious) – fresh, homemade from this tiny joint called Poccadio in Indy.  Saturday night I ate (what might be *the* best) Mexican food – again, fresh, homemade, mouth-watering Mexican food.  I had this stuffed pablano pepper with chicken and cheese – OH MY!  Sunday the girlies and I ate at a place called Chef Mike’s Charcoal Grill.  Nearly everything on the menu is cooked on a charcoal grill – even the pizza!  We had a pizza for an appetizer, and then I had the most delicious salad I have ever consumed! It was their grilled chicken strawberry salad.  The salad had fresh strawberries and mandarin orange segments paired with charcoal-grilled chicken.  The dressing was a homemade poppy seed vinaigrette…and I fell in love.  Seriously.

Okay, so enough reliving my food frenzy…which, I should note, I only ate out once each day (dinner).  For the other two meals (and snacks) I packed food and prepared in our hotel room.

As for weigh in…


That is 1.6 pounds down from week 46’s weigh in!  Not too shabby for “off menu vacation eating”!!!  I should also mention I have not worked out since last Wednesday night!  That is a full SIX days of no hard work and sweating…and my body and mind are ready for it!  I am getting right back in to the groove of things starting tomorrow with Denise.  I am *seriously* looking forward to it!

How was your week?


Weigh Day (week forty-six)

Sheesh – weigh day again.  Already.  I seriously meant to post other things this week and time just kept on flying by.  Next week is vacation (and I am truly excited about that), so I know my weigh day post will be late.  My chicklets and I will be back in town Monday evening (the 4th), so look for weigh day post probably Tuesday morning.

Here is something interesting (to me and maybe to a handful of you)…I have actually contemplated bringing my scale with me on vacation.  Honestly, the idea of not weighing for several days in a row makes me feel anxious.  Also, I am not sure I could be as understanding with myself as Shonnie was with herself after her hiatus in Alaska.  I admire her strength and her trust in herself.  Those are things I still struggle with…on a regular basis.  So, it is very likely I will be packing up the scale.  When you go on vacation, does the scale travel with you?

Here is another something interesting:

Denise’s Survivor Bootcamp (Saturday, May 26th)

 This picture.  I have stared at this picture lots since Denise posted it on Facebook.  Why?  Well, because I find it interesting.  Interesting to see myself (my body) in comparison with others.  Typically I am the one *giant* person standing out in any photo.  When looking at pictures I usually think, “Thin, thin, thin, GIANT!  God, I look like I ate an extra person before they took my picture!”  Here I am, though, in this picture with all these normal people, and I do not look like I am *that* much bigger than any one of them.  I look pretty normal here.  So, why can I not *feel* normal?!  Sigh.

I bought clothes this week.  That was more than a little frustrating.  When I tried on jeans just a couple weeks back at Wal-Mart I fit into a regular size 14.  However, when I switched brands at a different store, guess what?  Size 14, size 15, and size 16 were all tight.  Some of them I could not even get up over my thighs and booty.  The jeans I ended up buying were a size 18, and they were still a little more snug than I would prefer.  Oh well, right?  I tried on some 18s from Old Navy and they were huge on me…so huge that a belt would not have even helped that situation.  Why do clothing manufacturers have to make this so difficult?!

Anyway, I had a fairly busy week.  I did some strength training with Denise on Wednesday, which was fun.  I have not been lifting as much recently (probably over the last two months, really) as I once was.  I definitely need to add more strength training back into my routines.  I spent majority of yesterday at Coney Island (pool…swimming…ick) after an excellent bootcamp in the morning.  This week will hopefully bring some power yoga my way…something I wish I had *lots* more of on a regular basis.

So, as for my weigh in…


Yup, down exactly one pound this week.  I expected as much after last week’s unexpectedly huge loss.  That is quite alright, though, another pound is another pound gone, right?  I will get there…slow and steady wins the race (my seven-year-old tells me that all the time…especially in weeks where the numbers are crawling).

As I promised last week, I do have other posts in the works.  I *will* get to them this week.  I *will* make them a priority.


Weigh Day (week forty-five)

What an unexpected kind of week…in the best possible way, no less!  My week has been fairly busy, but not too busy.  I ended up taking Tuesday off of the gym because of a later appointment with my therapist.  I felt bad about it at first, but decided my muscles could probably use the unscheduled break anyway.

As for the rest of my week:

Sunday – lazy day

Monday – 30 mins w/ Neil (13,203)

Tuesday – lazy day (10,121)

Wednesday – 35 mins w/ Denise (10,683)

Thursday – bootcamp w/ Denise (20,358)

Friday – Relay for Life (16,928)

Saturday – bootcamp w/ Denise (16,480)

I forgot to tell you all about this fitness/endurance test Denise had me complete last week.  It consists of 100 pushups, 100 situps, 100 squats, and 100 kettlebell swings.  You do continuous work until you complete all four exercises.  Your “score” is just your time.  I completed all 400 reps in 12 minutes 58 seconds.  It felt a *lot* longer than that to me when I was actually doing the work, though.  Of course, looking back, I wish I would not have stopped in between all them for water.  My time would have easily been 10 to 20 seconds faster without those breaks.  Oh well.

Friday night my chicklets and I walked in the Relay for Life.  My father died of lung cancer on May 16, 2010.  My older daughter, who is seven, spoke to other adults as if she were already grown and advocating this cause.  That little girl is going to be someone very special when she is grown.

Alright, onto weigh in, right?

Do you remember last week when I said I hoped to weigh in at 210.6 or less this week?  Well,  I was in for a serious surprise because here is what the scale beamed back at me today:


That is 3.2 pounds down – in one week (and 106 total)!!!  I cannot believe that!  I have not lost that much in a week in a *very long* time!  Apparently I need to be setting weekly weigh in goals so that I can surpass them!

I am inching ever so close to being under 200 pounds, and I can feel the excitement building!  This is going to be monumental – seriously.  With just under two weeks until June 1st, I know I will not quite make it before then.  However, I think I will be quite close…and I am certain I will be under 200 sometime in June!  Excellent!

1 week; 5 days
9.2 pounds

I have some other posts coming up hopefully later today or tomorrow…

How was your week?  How can you improve this upcoming week?


Weigh Day (week forty-four)

I am feeling a bit drained today…actually the past week or so I have been feeling slow.  I am not really sure what exactly is going on.  Maybe I am just in some sort of mental slump.  Working out continues to be a top priority, so I know it is not for lack of movement.  Progress is still coming…ever so slowly, but I really cannot complain.

Weeks that bring lower losses (like this one) really force me to think about things in other ways.  That might have something to do with my sorta blue mood.  Maybe.  I went to Wal-Mart the other day to try on jeans (something I do about once a month).  I never go with the intention of buying clothes, I just want to see where I am.  I took a size 14 and a size 16 jeans in the changing room with me.  I decided to be brave and start with the smaller of the two.  A size 14.  A regular 14, I should mention…without the dreaded ‘W’ beside it.  Lo and behold – they fit!  A regular old size 14 jeans fit my body.  Now, they were a little too snug for me to wear them…simply because I do not like my clothes that tight (although I have seen other women in clothes far tighter).

So, why no celebration?  Why no big “I’m a size 14” post?  Well, I do not feel much like celebrating that.  Strange, right?  The problem is when I set out on this journey (at over 300 pounds), I told myself I would be ecstatic to be a size 16 again.  A regular 16.  I thought I would *have* to feel good about myself at that size because a size 16 is no longer fat.  Here I am, though, 10 months later in a size smaller than said 16.  I still feel fat.  I still see a fat girl staring back in the mirror.  Why is that?  The girls working the fitting rooms at Wal-Mart helped me figure out that from a size 28W to a regular 14 (no ‘W’) is 11 sizes.  Eleven whole sizes smaller…and I still feel fat.  Sigh.

I am starting to wonder if I am just destined to feel fat, to see that fat girl in the mirror, forever.  It is similar to being haunted, I would suppose.

Uck.  So, now that I have successfully pulled everyone else down into this funky blue mood with me…let us move to my weigh in, shall we?


That is down from last week…although not very much.  Less than a pound, in fact.  I must admit that I am not all that happy with that…not that I am fully disappointed or angry.  I am just not thrilled and jumping up and down.  Twenty-seven plus pounds still need to be lost here, so why such the dramatic slow down?

I have a plan for the upcoming week.  I need to shake things up on the food front.  I also need to push extra hard this week in the gym.  Lots of cardio, and hopefully some power yoga Monday night with Aaron and Denise.  My goal is to weigh in at 210.6 or less next Sunday (which would be down 1.6 from today).  Here’s to another week of hard work and dedication…

How did your week turn out?  How are you planning to make this week better?


Weigh Day (week forty-three)

Holy moly, folks!  This weekend slipped right away from me without any kind of warning!  This, of course, is the late edition of weigh day.  Sorry about that!

I have big news from the previous week:

I was discharged from physical therapy!  They measured my knee cap for progress and…it does not track incorrectly anymore!  They were astonished.  Really.  One girl measured me…and then measured again.  Stood there staring at me…measured again.  Said, “Okay.  I must be doing something wrong here.  How did you measure her before?”  Cue the other gal (who originally measured me) to come over and measure me.  Both girls measured exactly the same way.  Both girls stood staring at me, confused, after measuring me.  Just about eight weeks ago that knee cap was moving laterally (horizontally) more than half an inch when I flexed my quad.  And now nothing.  It stayed completely put (which, of course, is what we want)…they were not expecting that.  This is *huge* for me, although I am still not cleared for running and jumping.  I have to get that clearance from the doc on Friday (which I doubt will happen because the knee is still killing me from the damage that was already sustained and the arthritis).

Here is how the rest of the week looked:

Sunday – relaxation day

Monday – dinner with my bestie in the whole wide world, Leslie

Tuesday – 30 mins of spin

Wednesday – legs and arms (party day at the gym – sorry no pics!) (12,153 steps)

Thursday – 1.5 hours of bootcamp with Denise (12,984)

Friday – physical therapy; 15 mins of spin; 20 mins of stairs with Chris (21,103 steps)

Saturday – 1.5 hour bootcamp with Denise; gardening (13,279)

Sunday – relaxation day (11,565)

The celebration Wednesday went well, and I was so glad it was quicker than I had imagined.  I doubt I have ever had reason to mention it here, but I am horribly socially awkward when a room full of people are staring at me.  It is so bad, in fact, that the situation becomes painful for the crowd as well as myself.  People can usually pick up the tension in my pale face and sweaty upper lip…yeah, I am not even good at hiding that fear/awkwardness.  Thank goodness I was not required to speak…and thank goodness all the people who said they were coming did not show up (only about half made it).  Denise was cracking up because she has never seen that side of me, and it thoroughly confused her.  She teased me a little both Thursday and Saturday when I seen her at bootcamp.  🙂

As for weigh in…things are still moving in the direction I want:


That is one pound down from last week.  Not going to lie…wish it were more…but I am not disappointed or anything.  How could I be knowing that brings me to a total of 102 pounds lost?!  Right?  That also means I am *so very* close to being under 200 pounds…and I cannot wait!

3 weeks; 4 days
13.2 pounds
(I know this is unattainable at this point, but I am curious to see just how close I will get by June 1st.  So, I will keep this running until then.)

How was your week?  Was it everything you hoped it would be?  If not, how can you improve your upcoming week?


Weigh Day (week forty-two)

What an excellent week this has been…and I am looking forward to another excellent week ahead!

I spent some quality time with my chicklets, hit my 100-pound mark, spent quality time with Denise, and continued to see the scale numbers drop…closer to my next incremental goal of 199.8 (onederland)!

My week included the 3-mile loop at Sharon Woods, power yoga (not as much as I would have liked, thanks to work running over), bootcamp twice, self defense class, spin (and my poor tush can tell the tales of how horrible a design those seats have), and strength training.  All that added up to:


That is down 1.8 pounds from last week (and a total loss of 101 pounds in 42 weeks)!  I certainly have nothing to complain about!

Here is something else interesting I figured out this week.  According to my body fat percentage at last check (latter part of March), if I can gain only 4.5 pounds of lean muscle mass while losing the rest of the weight to my initial goal weight (185), I will be good to go.  My body fat percentage would then be 21%, which is perfectly acceptable (and such an improvement from my initial body fat percentage of nearly 50%!)!  I find this incredibly exciting!

One last little thing…Fitworks is having my century celebration this week (Wednesday)!  I am really moved that they are going through the trouble of celebrating this milestone with me.  My girlfriend (who is professional photographer) hopes to be able to attend, if she does I will share photos of the shebang with you all!  Should be a fabulous time!

4 weeks; 5 days
14.2 pounds


Weigh Day (week thirty-nine)

Happy Easter (to those of you who celebrate)!!!

Time is seriously getting away from me.  Week 39, really?  Already?

This week has been good.  Great, really.  Physical therapy kicked it up a notch, so now I am jumping as part of my rehab.  I hate to admit it, but I am pretty stoked about that.  I cannot wait to have zero limitations set on me so that I can attack new workouts with Denise.  I know she is dying to do the same with me.

Here is what the schedule looked like for the week:

Sunday – 1 hour (or maybe a touch more) with Denise, Aaron, Ketrell, and Sarah at Sharon Woods (13,517)

Monday – physical therapy; fit score session with Denise (19,704)

Tuesday – 3+ miles of walking at Sharon Woods with my chicklets (17,536)

Wednesday – legs & abs (13,144)

Thursday – whole body with Chris (on the stairs) & Denise (14,379)

Friday – physical therapy; back & chest with Denise (13,138)

Saturday – 4 hours at the zoo with my chicklets (14,741)

I continue to make my way toward 100 pounds lost.  Honestly just typing it looks strange to me.  How unbelievable, right?  I admit that if you had asked me 39 weeks ago I would *not* have thought I would be here right now.  I would have probably told you that this journey (like all others before it) would have stalled out at some point.  Maybe I would have thought 50 pounds lost by now…maybe.

If I had to go this journey alone there would not have been enough faith – enough drive – enough belief in myself.  It is the people I have surrounded myself with that have made my journey this successful.  The fact that I have an entire network of people (including all of you reading right now) rooting for me, standing behind me, believing in me is what has pushed me this far.  I thank each and every one of you for the kind words and encouragement.

So, as for my weigh in this week:


That is 2.8 pounds down from last week.  What excellent progress!  That means I am 4.4 pounds away from 100 lost – insane!  This also means I am only 34.4 pounds away from my initial goal of 185 – unbelievable!

Denise seems to think I will hit the 100-pound mark by next weekend’s weigh in.  I am not so sure about that, but we will see.  Her serious belief makes me wonder what kind of workouts she has planned for the week though.  Maybe I should be afraid.  Although it could not *possibly* be worse than the fit score test we did on Monday.  That. Was. Brutal. Seriously.  I cannot remember the last time my arms felt so weak.  I cannot remember the last time my whole body ached in the morning.  I cannot remember the last time I worked so hard I had *no* words to say when I was working out.  Seriously, all I had were grunts and sighs.  It was fabulous!

7 weeks; 5 days
19.6 pounds

How was your week?  Did you try anything new with your workouts?


Weigh Day (week thirty-eight)

‘Tis that time again, folks.  Good old weigh day.  This is “official” weigh-in number 38.  How time has flown.

Here is what my week looked like:

Sunday – lazy day (14,608 steps)

Monday – physical therapy; 1-hr workout with Dorsey & Denise (14,035 steps)

Tuesday – 5K run with Neil (27,384 steps)

Wednesday – self defense class; 35 mins with Denise; 15 mins with Neil (21,834 steps)

Thursday – brief arms & abs; 15 mins with Neil (20,789 steps)

Friday – physical therapy; arms & abs; 25 mins with Neil (20,413 steps)

Saturday – lazy day (10,010 steps)

As you can see, aside from working out this week, I have been extremely busy.  I have had errands out the wazoo to be running this week, and the step counter is showing it!  My eyes just about popped out of my head when I looked at my little gadget Tuesday night before bed!  That was just the confirmation I needed to go to bed early.  🙂

So, for this week’s weigh in.  I am still *creeping* my way toward 100 pounds lost:


That is 0.8 pounds down from last week.  So, a tiny step, but a step none-the-less.  That leaves me with 7.2 pounds to go until 100!

Hopefully today will help me kick start a great week!  Instead of heading to the gym, I am supposed to be hitting Sharon Woods (Hamilton County park) with Denise and Aaron.  I have *no* idea what will be in store for me, but I see myself doing TRX from a tree…probably.  At any rate, it should be an absolute blast (especially since they are two of my very favorite people)!

8 weeks; 5 days
22.4 pounds

How was your week?  Did you accomplish what you hoped for this week?


Weigh Day (week thirty-seven)

Here is my workout schedule from this week:

Sunday – Legs & Core; 40 mins with Neil (11,434 steps)

Monday – physical therapy; 15 mins with Neil; 45 mins with Denise; 45 mins power yoga (15,490 steps)

Tuesday – whole body; 25 mins with Neil (13,710 steps)

Wednesday – arms & abs; 45 mins of hiking with my girlies – it was too nice of a day to be in a gym for any length of time (14,733 steps)

Thursday – abs; 40 mins with Neil (10,837 steps)

Friday – physical therapy; abs & arms (12,298 steps)

Saturday – 3 hours at the Zoo with my girlies (17,229 steps)

Despite all of that activity, I have nothing *new* to report on the weigh in front.  I hit an all-time low on Wednesday (which I already shared) leaving only eight pounds left to 100 pounds.  Since then, though, I have bounced up and down within a 0.6 range.  This morning I weighed in at exactly 223.0 again.

I must admit with my *huge* loss last week I expected nothing too substantial this week.  Any week I have lost over four pounds has been followed by next to nothing the week after.  However, I still managed a 1.4 loss this week, which is certainly respectable!

Physical therapy is going well, which I truly believe is helping me tremendously (not only in healing my knee, but with working out in general).  Friday’s therapy was insane!  They kicked my butt – seriously.  My legs were trembling and on fire!  As a matter of fact, my legs are still slightly sore today – yeah for new muscle growth/development!  Hopefully this means I will be back to my regularly scheduled programming of running, lunging, jumping, and squatting SOON!  I simply cannot wait!

On a side note, I have been watching documentaries this week that pertain to our industrialized food industry and fast food.  The two I have watched so far are Food, Inc and Fat Head.  I found them both incredibly interesting.  Food, Inc made me want to give up all meat again (which I have done in previous years) and Fat Head made me want to eat more meat.  Go figure, right?  I will definitely be looking into more humanely acquired meat and animal by-products (such as milk, cheese, and eggs).  The thought of animals being mistreated in those factories just breaks my heart.  As I watch more documentaries, I will share with you in case you would like to watch it as well.

9 weeks; 5 days
23.2 pounds

What kind of week did you have?  Was the weather nice enough to take your workout outside?