Friday, July 13, 2007

We don't have any apple cider.....

So anyhow not much to report. I am down two more pounds this week which is nothing short of a miracle with Aunt Flo visiting and all. Eating has not been too bad though I have treated myself a little bit. I have done about 55 miles on the bike this week which is not too bad either. SO my weigh in is at 218 which officially puts me in the teens. I am 19 pounds away from this place we fat chicks like to call onederland. I am going to be having myself a 199 party pretty damn soon.

So Terry the Bariatric coordinator at Oakwood has asked me if I can work a few hours in the office on Mondays. I am delighted about the whole thing. I am so tired of the bitches in my department and it will be a breath of fresh air to get the hell out of there for a bit. Maybe I will get lucky and get to be a full time person down there. Oh dreams.

We went to the Taylor fireworks tonight which were nothing short of spectacular. My city knows how to put on a damn good show. They were way better than the downtown ones fo sho. I indulged in an elephant ear and some cotton candy but not in the magnitude I would have pre surgery. The kids ate most of it. When Dan and I were at the elephant ear stand and I had already ordered and paid, Dan saw the apple pie filling you could get put on top. I asked him if he wanted any apples on the side and the lady in the stand yelled out "we don't have any apple cider" Bitch, what the fuck would I do with apple cider in the middle of a carnival? This isn't autumn and I am not picking out a pumpkin. Do they even make apple cider between the months of November and August? Needless to say we were apple free for the evening.

Sunday, July 8, 2007

So here is a story of my wonderful yesterday.

Let me set the scene up for you....
Yesterday morning I decided to play Tour de Oakwood (pretty much I was trying to ride to work as quickly as possible.) About 2 miles from my house a bee flies into my face and gets into my hair. I am freaking out trying to swat it out because I am deathly afraid of them. I start to swerve right where there is a bunch of landscaping going on and as hard as I try I can't keep myself from falling into the 12 inch deep 6 inch wide ditch that is on the side of the sidewalk. I sort of dove headfirst over the handlebars and landed on this huge piece of plywood and sort of slide along it. Due to the dusty piece of wood I don't have a mark on me but I am covered in dirt. My bike was not so lucky. Chunks of mud everywhere, handlebars turned sideways, cracked pedal, chain popped off. Off course there are several people to witness this and my pride was wounded lol. I was shaking for about 5 minutes and once I calmed down I get ready to hop back on and go. I fix the chain and straighten the handlebars and try to get back on. The wheel is bent to shit and I can't ride it. So I walk the bike two miles home and drive to work.

Lessons I have learned.
1. If I had just been riding in the street I would have just hit the curb and fallen on the grass.
2. Wear a helmet. The main reason I was on the sidewalk was because I don't have a helmet. Funny thing is that probably 10 seconds before the accident I was thinking "Dang I really need to get a helmet". I am pretty lucky all that happened to my head was a little bit of dirt.

Of course later on I ended up with quite a few bruises. I did get my bike fixed and get back out this morning for a 20 mile ride. I also bought a helmet. I thought I was going to feel like an asshole riding with one but honestly I did not even notice it. I felt like a real biker lol.

So at my Friday weigh in I lost 4 pounds. Must have caught up from last weeks 0 pound loss. I am now at 220. I really want to be down below 200 by Labor Day but 20 pounds in just under 2 months is pushing it slightly. I don't want to do this unhealthily. I want it to stay off, not just drop away for a little while. My eating was pretty good this weekend. I went to a wedding (BBQ style) and only had a burger, a little potato salad, few bites of salad and a small piece of cake. Of course it took me about an hour to eat all that lol. Then I had some popcorn at the movies but not any kind of grossly large portion size or anything. This morning I have only had some cottage cheese and I have not been really hungry (though I am getting there now).

Yeah that is pretty much all there is to report.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

It ain't easy being cheesy....

Today just fucking blows.

I was pretty pissed off that I came home to an empty house because everyone went to the movies without me. Not that I wanted to see transformers but because they did not even bother to ask me if I would like to join them. And to top it all off I ate like a pig. Well a banded pig. Probably 4 oz of grilled chicken smothered in BBQ sauce and like 1/4c of parmesan noodles. Plus two slices of toast. I feel like shit right now. I wish I had thought about it before I ate so damn much. If I don't stop pigging out I am going to end up back on the fucking table with a dilated pouch and I will never lose any more fucking weight. I feel like singing that stupid manatee song from veggie tales...Stacy are get-ting so big...getting so big....if you don't stop eating...stop will always be big...always be big. Yeah I just made up those lyrics lol. And by the way for those of you who don't know a manatee is nautical slang for sea cow. I did not get my walk in at work because I was way to busy cleaning up after other peoples messes that effect my work. I am not usually so damned negative and I don't even know what is coming over me here. Maybe I am tired from going in to work at 4am. Maybe I am pissed that since I have to work at 5am for the rest of the summer so I can't very well ride my bike in there. Maybe I am so tired of working 46 hours a week to come home to a trashed house that I have to clean up just so it can be messed up the next day. Maybe because I am going to have to mow the lawn so it actually gets done.

Wow I kind of feel a little bit better.

Despite my uber bitchiness today I did get a workout in. 1 hour on the treadmill. I ran 20 minutes of it at 4.0mph. I also avoided the chocolate like the plague. That my friends is a milestone for me. I have been getting hooked on the ice cream lately and now I am craving bad shit. Peeps do not give in to the ice cream. It will just lead to bad things and make getting off it worse for the wear. I think it is easier to quit smoking than to quit eating crap food. And easier to give up the bottle too.

Someone please invent a calorie free alcoholic beverage so I can drown out my sorrows healthily.

Oh yeah and I did not lose any weight last week hence the reason for my pity me pig out party.