hippobottomus

I really want to audition for the show, and since despite my very best efforts this month. I mean flawless eating, no cheating, and daily exercise, I have managed to GAIN 5 pounds, I think by the time they get around to call backs, I may well be the size of a full grown Elephant. But I don’t have a partner, so if anyone out there is in the same situation I would love to be your partner.

Until next time, I will just keep fighting the good fight. On a happy note, the heartburn is gone.

I am not complaining, not really I like rain, and if I were walking alone it would be fine, but having an 18month old along makes that an unrealistic and possibly neglectful activity. I did get up and walk two miles yesterday. It would have been further, but my schnoodle wanted to come and he kept getting his leash tangled in the stroller wheels. I know, excuses, excuses. I am not going to let myself make any excuses today. I don’t care if I get to the gym at midnight and have to stay until 3.  All I can really do at the gym right now is walk and swim, and the pool is usually emptiest in the middle of the night anyway, go figure. I hate walking on treadmills, and until I work myself up to a jog or run, I just won’t do it. I will just walk my 50 laps around the whole work out floor to get my five miles in. The scenery won’t change much, but hey, that’s what happens when it rains.

I have been eating much better. No soda, or fast food since June 1. I went into McDonald’s on the 2nd to pick up something for my sister, and I felt like an addict in an opium den. I could feel my eyes get bigger, and I started salivating, and I got the heck out of there quick. I have been eating my breakfast, drinking my four liters of water (sorry that’s all my brain and bladder can handle), taking my vitamins, and only eating good wholesome food.  (Aside from the carton of watermelon sherbert that was calling my name last night, like some demon temptress from the depths.)

So all in all, I am off to a good start. But I need to get off to a better start because I have some serious goals to meet this month and it’s the 4th already. Thanks for your support all, and everybody stay positive. WE CAN DO THIS!!!

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I am starting over AGAIN. I weighed in yesterday at the gym, I gained back 29 of the 43 pounds that I lost. But hey, I still have that 14 pound victory to hold on to. I honestly couldn’t expect any different, I was eating out 3 times a day and sometimes making up new meals so I could eat out again. I decided that June 1, was a very good start date, I have good luck starting at the beginning of the month.  I have made up my mind that I refuse to turn 30 weighing over 200 pounds. My birthday is November 18, giving me 27 weeks to lose 90 pounds. I started physical therapy on my back and my PT lady gave me some excellent core strengthening exercises to help, they make me feel like a million bucks.

I have never been more motivated in my life. I can and will do this.  I am a little embarrassed to step foot back in my gym, I am always the biggest girl there. I guess I just hope when people look at me they see someone who is trying to do something about their weight. I have decided to hit up the low intensity water aerobics class tomorrow morning, it might help me get over some of my nerves if I just jump right in.

My Ultimate goal is to be 140 pounds next June 1. That gives me 52 weeks to lose 149 pounds. So I need to lose about 2.8 pounds a week to make that goal.  I really think I can do this.

I used to be a little more okay with being such a big girl, because my sister in law weighed almost 400 pounds, so I wasn’t the biggest girl. I guess I never really thought about how it made her be to be the biggest one. Now she has had gastric bypass and has lost 200 pounds in the last 20 months. It makes me really frustrated, because when I worked my butt off last fall and lost 45 pounds in 3 months, no one noticed or said anything, but ever since she had her surgery people seem to notice every pound she loses, and can’t stop telling her how great she looks (she really does), and how proud she must be of herself.  Maybe I am wrong to feel that way. I am happy for her, I just feel like my weight loss required a lot more hard work, and got almost no recognition.  Oh well, this lifestyle change is for me not them anyway!

Wish me luck. I will blog tomorrow, whether I get off my fat butt and do what I am supposed to or not.  I love you all, thanks for letting me vent, and lending your support!

I’m not going to make any excuses for the last six months. I have been awful. I am pretty sure I gained back all of what I lost, or most of it at least. I got the swine flu and started drinking soda again, and I simply can not maintain healthy habits while pumping that toxic sludge into my body.

Tomorrow is a new start for me. I am going to get healthy at any cost. My kids deserve better than this, my husband deserves better than this, but most importantly, I deserve better than this. My weight, has just given me one big huge reason to hide from the world. I am sick of being too scared of ridicule to live my life, have adventures and be happy.

I am going to weigh in tonight at the gym, and go swim a few laps in the pool, it’s been way too long since I was there. I am always the biggest person there, it’s soooo embarrassing. But I guess that will continue to be the case unless I push through this now.

My birthday is on November 18, and I have decided to set a couple of goals for myself between now and then. I would love to lose 12 pounds in the next  38 days.  14 would be even better,  putting my total at 50 pounds. But just in case I don’t make the weight goal, I am setting the goal to work out 38 hours in the next 38 days, because that is entirely within my control. Either way, My goal will make me a happier healthier 29 year old.  Stay positive everyone…

Per aspera ad astra! (Through Adversity to The Stars!)

I haven’t weighed in in a few days, I am trying to break the obsession I have with that infernal scale, to be honest with you. But I have to weigh tonight because me and my sister are having a little healthy competition, first one to lose ten pounds gets a brand new shirt, losers treat.  Gotta get to work, I really want a new shirt. I am not really expecting to see a loss when I weigh this time, even though I have been working out pretty hard, about 2 hours a day, five times a week, I had a high calorie weekend with my son’s first birthday party.

I also started the weight watchers flex plan today. WOO HOO, I found all my old weight watchers stuff in the basement, so I didn’t even have to go back to a meeting.  I don’t particularly care for the meetings anyway.

I better go, I have to get to the gym, but I am feeling a little chilly tonight, so don’t know if I will swim.

  Well, I have left behind the world of Super Obesity that I lived in before August 1, 2009, when I had a BMI of 52. YIKES!! I am now merely Morbidly Obese…Hooray!! In your face, non-exsistant metabolism. I have lost 28 pounds in 41 days, and now have an only slightly healthier BMI or 47.2. WOO WOO! I have lost a whopping 4 inches off of my waist though. I can now squeeze my hippobottomus into pants that are two sizes smaller than the pants I wore a month ago. I didn’t say it was a pretty picture, but it is possible.

I have also made huge strides in the work out world. I walked the 100 miles that I set out to walk in August. I have the healing blisters as proof. I got some new shoes, the New Balance shoe people are gods! I joined the Princeton Club, where “they are committed to me.” I now have a daily work out that lasts two and a half hours…sheesh! I would have dropped dead if I had tried this a month ago. I do an hour and a half on the eliptical, I walk a mile on the track, and I swim ten laps in the pool (15 minutes of breast stroke, 15 minutes back stroke.) I am not entirely sure that I am eating enough for optimum weight loss, so I am going to go back to weight watchers next week to get the material for their program, that should take me about 3 meetings. I am not social enough to need the meetings, I just want to eat the right amount of food, and they seem to have that down to a science.

Wish me luck! And good luck to all of you on your journeys…STAY POSITIVE.!!

Per Aspera ad astra! (through adversity to the stars!)

Salve! (Latin for Hello)…(I think)

Well, the weekend came and went. Between Saturday and Sunday I walked 16 miles…wooohooo. 79 miles down, 21 to go this week. I can do it! Sometimes my dog has to drag me around the loop I walk, but I get the miles in. I gave into the temptation to weigh myself again, a mere three days after my last weigh in. I lost another 7 pounds! This is unbelievable.  Who knew just eating right and walking could make this big a difference? Just wait till I really start working out.

Well, this is going to be a very short blog, as I am getting ready to go camping. For the first time ever my camping food looks like a health food store exploded, and I get a chance to swim, which burns off at least twice as many calories as walking…YAY!

Good Luck Everyone! Stay Positive!

Christi

   I really need to give some credit to my main man Caligula for making it this far successfully. I always new the things that I needed to do to become the kind of person that I wanted to be, but never really had a plan to go about doing them. It could be that my life lacked one very big thing, purpose. I could lose the weight, get an education and become the perfect mother and housewife, but to what end. I would still just be plain old me, not changing the world in any particular way. Exsisting, but not really living.

Then one night about two years ago while channeling surfing, I accidentally stumbled upon my purpose and direction. I was cruising past the history channel, when I saw a computer generated image of two magnificent ships gliding across a moonlit lake. I stopped to watch even though these shows usually end up showing ship wreckage lying in its watery grave, which creeps me out very badly. The narrator began to talk of ancient Rome, Lake Nemi, and an ancient Emperor whose name was vaguely familiar for his villainy, see I never much cared about ancient History, his name was Caligula.

The more I saw about these marvelous ships, the hungrier I got for information about the man who built them. Over the next few months I devoured what little information was available about the least documented of all the Julio-Claudian emperors. Through the reported insanity I began to see the man, and not the monster that history has chosen to remember. I am very anti-social, I have only one close friend in the world, and he is my cousin. In honesty, I am so embarassed about my weight that I would very much rather have teeth pulled than engage socially. It leaves me quite lonely, and I began to think of Caligula as my very dear friend. I am now determined to make the world see him as man. He has given my life purpose, and I owe him that much. So I will start with giving him the credit that he is due for helping me start my Journey.

My Journey to Rome is now in progress. I am bound and determined to walk the 4824 miles that signify the distance between my home in Madison, WI, and Rome Italy. I am also learning latin, taking a creative writing course, and preparing to return to college, a whole new me.

In the past 22 days, I have walked 64 miles, in the wrong size shoes! I should be wearing an 8 and 1/2, and I have foolishly been wearing hand me down size 9’s. It never occured to me that was what my blisters were from. Walking has been my only exercise to date, and though I have started eating the foods my body needs and taking multiple supplements, I am not on any structured diet. I am just eating a lot of veggies, fruit, fish, rice, beans, eggs, yogurt and the like. I stepped on my trusty mall bathroom scale/lucky number machine and was shocked to see that in the last 22 days I have lost 16 pounds, putting my weight now squarely at 287. YAY!

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