Monday, July 21, 2014
Total lost: 11.9 lbs (ish)
I cannot believe how this weight is coming off! I am just flabbergasted each time I step on the scale. This week I saw a number that hasn't been seen for over a year. Not only that, but by next week I should be were I was when I got pregnant with Jelly Bean. I can pull my jeans on and off without doing the button. And I just feel so much better about my body and the way I look than I did a month ago!
What's more impressive about that loss this week, is the fact that I spent 48 hours at a huge family reunion with lots and lots and LOTS of snacks, treats, and temptations. So I also spent a lot of time sending up quick little prayers.
Years ago, I worked at an ice cream shop. We were allowed to have samples any time customers weren't around. And I quickly learned that if I let myself start snacking, I wouldn't stop. Food is like a drug that way. This week I remembered that. Yes, there was all kinds of stuff out. But by not letting myself start as soon as the food was there, but holding off until most was gone, or it was almost bed time anyway, made a huge difference in the amount I ate. In other words, I kind of just said no to my drug of choice, and it seriously helps! (of course, I've tried that before. but while the spirit is willing, my flesh is very weak. He's making a HUGE help with that weak flesh part!)
I'm trying not to get too excited about these losses. They are a phenomenal start, but I'm sure it won't last. I don't have a lot of faith in myself that I'll actually be able to maintain this rate of loss for another 22 weeks. However, if I actually do, I'll meet my goal 3 weeks earlier than I planned!
Monday, July 14, 2014
Total lost: 9.5 lbs
So last week I talked about how my silly hormone pills are super hard to loose weight with. But I recommitted myself, and prayed a LOT and things went MUCH better this week.
At least for the first half of the week.
And then I jumped on a plane with my kids and have been busy playing and chatting and laughing . . . and eating with family and friends.
When I'm trying to loose weight, I don't really like to broadcast it to every single person I meet. (except for the fact when I put it on my public blog hah!) So it's hard when family provides dessert with all three meals, or makes something you know will be not super healthy, or you decide to splurge and take your cute sister and clan out for lunch.
But hey - I'm down more than two pounds this week. I'm not complaing at all about that!
*two pounds ish. I'm not exactly sure how accurate my scale at home is compared to my mom's. So it's a slight estimate for my total stuff. But taking my starting weight at home and subtracting my current weight at my folks house gives me that number. We'll see when I get back home in a couple of weeks how close I was! Also, apparently my ticker on the side bar rounds up, so that's why it says 10 this week instead of 9.5!
Monday, July 7, 2014
Total lost: 7.4 lbs
Let's talk hormones for a minute, shall we? So, a year ago, I started to have some interesting symptoms. My hair was falling out, I had insomnia, I couldn't focus, had hot flashes . . . it was crazy. After a very involved google search, I found a site that listed the 34 most common menopause symptoms, and I had 29 of them. Seriously - at 32 I was having that many symptoms. Not cool.
In February I finally got around to seeing my ob-gyn. To make a long story short - I took the easy route. I could have done a ton of blood work (and had to come back three separate times to draw blood at different parts of my cycle). But we knew that I have low progesterone (that's that whole infertility thing I went through), so we decided to just try taking some. So I'm on this little completely round pill for 2 weeks out of every cycle.
And I love it. My hair loss has slowed way down, I sleep normal, I'm not a crazy person (ok, that last one is relative.) But it does have one nasty side effect: weight gain. I gained two pounds every month while I've been on it.
Guess who started those pills again 5 days ago.
Guys - this week was hard. Seriously, ridiculously, hard. I didn't want to be good - I wanted to stuff my face with whatever I could find. I didn't want to figure out points, or to stay with in them, and so honestly I was so. SICK. of FRUIT!! Plus we celebrated Buddy's birthday AND we had the 4th of July, AND my Hubby decided to go buy my favorite treat too. I knew I should want to be good - but I could barely come up with the desire to want to want to be good.
And I really wasn't that good. I was down right awful a few days. Saturday night I had a good long talk with myself. I knew something was not great here, but why on earth was it being so hard. It didn't take long for me to come to a realization: I had stopped praying for help. Huh. Imagine that - if you stop praying for help, He's going to stop helping! And I realized again the weakness within me. I CANNOT do this on my own. There is just no way.
Yesterday was full of prayers again - both of apology and of help. And it was better . . .but still hard. I know I will only make this goal with His help. So here's to a better week . . . and lots of time on my knees.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Total loss: 6.4
I know that you often loose a ton the first week of a new diet. I'm really happy about loosing 6 pounds - I can feel it in my pants and my knees don't hurt when I go down the stairs.
At first I was bugged - because that 6.4 was a 5.4. I blamed that on finishing up my points last night at 9:00 with a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch. But then I weighed again, and I'm just super excited! I've met a couple of my benchmarks already: past the weight when I delivered Jelly Bean, past 5 pounds. I'm almost to the point where I was when I started these silly hormone pills (that make me not have menopause symptoms any more, which this 33 year old thinks is a great idea!). This is such a good start to this venture. It has not always been easy - at all! I'm so used to finishing my kiddos lunches and cookies and whatever they hand to me when they don't want it. This morning my Hubby woke up early to make pancakes for everyone . . . and I had to tell him that I just couldn't eat them. They were too high points, and I knew I'd be hungry again in an hour if I did. But changes are happening. Great changes.
Here's to week two: this prayer circle is a huge one, but I know it can happen.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Let’s chat for a minute, shall we? I know, it’s been a million years since I’ve blogged for real. Sorry, that’s just the way my life has been. But I’ve set a new goal, so, while this blog will change a ton in the next while, I should be writing more.
Recently I picked up the book The Circle Maker by Mark Batterson. There were parts that I really enjoyed, and parts that I thought were needing some restored gospel knowledge. The basis of the book comes from a Hebrew legend of Honi the Rainmaker. He lived 200-300 bc (the time between the old and new testaments.) There was a very bad drought in Israel, but Honi had an improbable faith. He went into the desert, drew a circle in the sand with his staff, and knelt down inside. Basically he prayed that he wasn’t moving until God sent the rain. A light trickle started. Honi said “nope, that’s not the rain I’m praying for.” So a torrential downpour started, lighting, flash floods, the whole shebang. Honi said “ nope, that’s not the rain I’m praying for.” And a good steady soaking rain came.
Can you imagine? Asking God for the impossible, and not moving until He comes through? For a while now, I’ve been feeling that I don’t have enough faith. I worry too much about the things I’m responsible for, about our finances, or my Hubby’s job. I don’t test the Lord on the promises He’s made for me. The book talks about praying improbable prayers – things so big, so hard, so scary to think of that when it happens, you know there is no way your power made it happen. It had to come from Him. And to pray with intensity – to circle that problem completely in fervent, passionate prayers.
This struck so true to me. So I came up with three circles. Two of them I don’t want to share here. But the first one might be the most impossible anyway.
I’ve struggled with my weight for a long time. Way too long. For about three years now, I’ve been saying “when Hubby makes a little more money, I’ll just join weight watchers again.” But that money has been so long coming, and I can not wait any longer. Last Sunday, I tipped the scales as bigger than I have been in my entire life. I weighed 3 pounds more than when I delivered Jelly Bean. For months now I’ve felt completely out of control in my eating – I just can not stop.
Like all goals, Batterson states that your prayers need to be measurable too. I knew I needed to get specific, and a thought popped into my head. I immediately dismissed it as too hard, it just couldn’t happen. But that made me pause – if I prayed for this, I would know that the Lord had given it to me. There is no way I can do this on my own, but He is waiting to bless me, wanting to show me His power. I do believe that, so why not go for it!
Here’s my first prayer circle: 50 pounds in 6 months. I know, crazy, right? There is no way this fat, out of control body can do that. 6 months is 26.5 weeks – that’s losing an average of 1.88 pounds per week. It’s not an impossible goal, but it sure is an improbable goal to keep that up. Not to mention that I started this June 23 . . . 6 months after is December 23. Not exactly the best time to be finishing a weight loss goal! When I figured that out, I paused – then said, “well, it will show just that much more that I didn’t do this, He did.” I’ve got different goals along the way: weigh the same as when Jelly bean was born, loose 10 lbs, weight before I got pregnant with Jelly bean, loose 20 lbs, weight when ‘Lil was born. My end goal is almost exactly where I’ve been three times in my life: before I got pregnant with ‘Lil, before I got pregnant with Girly-Lou, and what I weighted in High School.
I believe with all my heart that one of the main reasons we are on this earth is to gain control of our bodies. He wants this to happen, so if I pray a circle around this desire, He will help me to make it work.
I started on Monday. My sister gave me all her old weight watchers stuff and I took the plunge. And He helped. I was able to eat exactly my points . . . and I wasn’t hungry. I didn’t feel deprived. I could feel my body craving chocolate, or wanting to make cookies, or just eat everything in sight, but I could feel my spirit being stronger than those desires.
I know this morning only starts day 3. And I know that weight loss often is really huge at the first. But I just got off the scales, and I’m down 4.8 pounds from Sunday. I can NOT believe that number. Which is why this process is strengthening my faith. I can not do this on my own. But I know He can – and is. That’s my first benchmark goal achieved.
Since I don’t have the money to join the support group of weight watchers, I’m doing one here. Every Monday I plan on weighing in. I’ll post my +/- each week. And I know He will make this happen.
Want to join in with me? What improbable prayers do you need in your life?
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
And who was #4?
I'll try and get that in the mail relatively soon! Thanks for playing guys - it was great to see the fun memories.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Yup - it's book #11 in the Sadie Hoffmiller series.
I'll admit, this book was harder for me to read. Usually Sadie is rather removed from the crime (although she always wiggles her way into the people surrounding it!). But this time it's her estranged sister. She meets family she never even knew existed. There is all kinds of relationship stress. And the whole book takes place in less than a week. It's a crazy packed adventure. (ok, I say harder. That meant instead of taking about 4 hours for me to devour it was around 10!)
Because we have to test the recpies so far in advance, I've usually forgotten which ones are in the book until it comes out. One of my favorite parts of these books is when a recipie is mentioned. I'm flooded with memoires, either of how devine it was (that would be the nuttella french toast), or how hard it was to make it awesome (mincing anchovies is one of the most disgusting things I've ever done. Just use anchovy paste for the dressing!)
Want a copy?
Leave a comment. Hmm, let's have you tell me the best memory you have of the last few weeks. Maybe you had something big happen, maybe you just saw a tulip start to grow -whatever is great!
Contest will run through 8 pm Sunday March 29. I'll announce the winner the next day!