Twenty-four Months to Monaco

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9314109395132728212012-02-16T06:29:21.102-07:00Twenty-four Months to MonacoJoin me as I work to lose 140 pounds in 24 months. The reward: a trip to Monaco.24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-70068472873052073942009-08-21T09:15:00.002-06:002009-08-21T09:23:54.133-06:00It's really working!

Holy crap! I'm so excited! I weighed this morning thinking that I would still be at four, maybe four and a half pounds lost, so imagine my surprise when: "You are six pounds below your starting weight!"I would have crapped my pants, had I been wearing pants!I'm sure I'll put a pound or so back on over the weekend, but I'm going to be very careful so I keep this six pound loss. I'm seriously so

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-83340088878804931952009-08-20T09:16:00.002-06:002009-08-20T09:29:55.845-06:00Hair and clothes

I got on the scale this morning because I needed a bit of motivation. I was hoping and praying that it would show a loss, and... it did! Four pounds below my starting weight! Yay! Believe it or not, that one little pound was really helpful in motivating me to make good eating decisions today. This week I'm really busy with work so I don't know that I'll have time to exercise, but it's the eating

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-29354386020545381842009-08-18T08:03:00.003-06:002009-08-18T08:14:00.028-06:00I'll take it

I got on the scale this morning. Three pounds below my starting weight. At first I was like, "CRAP!" But then I got some perspective and decided that three pounds is better than no pounds, and three pounds in one week is not bad--especially since I indulged over the weekend. So I'll take those three pounds, and I'll just have to keep doing my treadmill and making reasonable eating choices.That

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-51184873345611850432009-08-17T18:24:00.003-06:002009-08-17T18:35:59.830-06:00It's almost weigh-day!

So, was I perfect this weekend? No. I wasn't even close to perfect. But you know what? That's okay. Because yesterday I did much better than I normally would on a Sunday, and today I'm staying right on track calorie-wise. I have also already undergone my 20 minutes of treadmill bliss. Hooray! It may sound stupid, and I know I'm already making almost the least effort possible, but treadmilling is

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-58188925300900740522009-08-14T16:18:00.004-06:002009-08-14T16:28:06.458-06:00Backfire

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't paying for skipping dinner last night. I am STARVING right now!! I've even had two snacks, and they aren't holding me over. Yes, I've had water, too. I'm so looking forward to dinner right now, I can't even tell you. But I don't know what dinner's going to be yet. I'd better get on that.Didn't work out today. My mom called and said she was bringing my grandma over

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-9998513489061309612009-08-13T19:31:00.003-06:002009-08-13T19:41:57.417-06:00Dealing with life

As I've learned in the past about weight loss, life will inevitably get in your way. It would be great if we could all just lock ourselves up on some fat farm where all there is to eat is organic fruits and vegetables, whole wheat pasta, and broiled chicken breasts, and the only thing to do is go on nature walks and watch bicycle-powered televisions, but sadly, this is not the case. Whether we're

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-26569256061558229622009-08-13T09:26:00.002-06:002009-08-13T09:36:26.383-06:00I love the scale right now

This morning I got on the scale and miracle of miracles! Three pounds below my starting weight! Hallelujah! Once I got the good news, I promptly picked up the scale and put it on a high shelf in my closet. I'm not weighing again until next Tuesday. Why? Because after losing two and a half pounds in one day (well, according to the scale), I'm probably going to see a gain either tomorrow or

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-39854370803094136832009-08-12T22:04:00.003-06:002009-08-12T22:13:29.706-06:00A good day

Today was a good day. Well, it was a good day for weight loss--it's not like I won the lottery (sadly) or anything. I got 22 minutes of treadmill time in, and I was able to control my eating. And it wasn't even hard. Hallelujah for eating less and not being hungry! Because, let's be honest, I'm hungry most of the time, even when I'm not trying to eat less. Just one of the perks of being me.

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-82628333009896758912009-08-11T09:58:00.005-06:002009-08-11T20:02:58.414-06:00A dose of hard reality

The good news: this morning I got up and got right on the treadmill. Today's treadmilling: DONEThe bad news: I decided to measure my stomach, waist, and hips to get a starting reference. Wow. How depressing. I didn't realize how big I really was. I mean, it's easy to detach from a weight because everybody carries their weight differently and you can kind of lie to yourself that you have a lot of

24 Months to Monacohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15816526656363055021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931410939513272821.post-20632190069087016382009-08-10T22:36:00.004-06:002009-08-10T22:47:29.589-06:00End of day one

Today got off to a bad start, but I picked things back up. I finally got to the treadmill and walked a mile, which took me twenty minutes. Hey, I never said I was going to walk fast. Honestly, it's been so long since I've worked out with any kind of regularity that I really need to take things slowly. And twenty minutes at a comfortable pace went by surprisingly quickly (because you know exercise

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Yesterday I told myself that I was going to get up early today and walk on the treadmill. So last night I dutifully set my alarm, took some melatonin, and went to bed early. This morning I slept, slept, and slept, all the while thinking to myself, "Wow, I'm surprised the alarm hasn't gone off yet." I finally looked at the clock and discovered it was an hour later than I had planned to get up. I

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