Minus 50 Picture

So much has been going on that I totally forgot to post my Minus 50 Picture. It's been cold here, so I'm back in jeans, etc. and so I don't know if anyone will see much difference, but what the heck. I'm posting it for kicks :-)

And as before, a picture from me in Savannah to compare and contrast :-)

Happy Weigh In Day!

Well, it's the Saturday after Thanksgiving, a great national holiday pretty much devoted to food. So, I had my plan in place for how to handle it and did some extra exercising. But I also had my familial food pushers in town, which made it a challenge--yesterday lunch, for instance, was an all-you-can-eat pizza buffet.

But I did it. I stuck to the plan and ate well, and today I came up with a loss of 1.4, for a grand total of 53 pounds!

Christmas is another matter entirely and one I am somewhat dreading. Christmas isn't a day. It's a season. And I love baking. So I'm really trying to force myself to scale back on the baking this year--though it will be hard--and give out lots of goodie boxes to friends and neighbors.

Today's meeting focused on food pushers. I think I've become the worst kind. I packed up a bag of Thanksgiving leftovers for Judy and Lucas and I put in it everything I didn't want hanging around the house: green bean casserole, stuffing, mashed potatoes, dark meat turkey. Let them eat it and get fat. I'm sticking to the plan :-)

The Big 5-0

Yes, I did it. This week, by some miracle I registered a total loss of 51.6, with a weekly loss of 2.8 pounds. My mom went to the meeting with me and was there when I got my new little millstone charm.

I can hardly believe it. Even better, this morning I pulled out my overalls, which I haven't worn in a year. They used to be really snug across the middle and now they're a bit loose.

Life is good. Hopefully I don't blow it on Thanksgiving. :-)

Weekly Weigh In

I had a good week this week, due I suspect in no small part to the fact that I quit with the Seasonale. It was not a good fit for me, so it is gone. And I feel so much better.

So I had a pretty decent drop this week, down 2.4 pounds for a total of 48.8. Only 1.2 to go before I hit 50, so I'm hoping to do that this week. It will be very exciting if I can do it the week before Thanksgiving. Plus, it would then mean I lost all the weight I gained since our wedding, which would be a pretty incredible milestone.

My little weigh in book is almost full--just one week to go and I'll have filled it up. I find that as much a milestone as anything--it is a testament to my tenacity at WW, which is also not something I expected to continue doing regularly.

I am nervous about the holidays, but I am trying to plan for it. Next week, our meeting will focus on how to survive Thanksgiving. I definitely need to learn how to do that. And maybe how to learn to survive the entire month of December. I love, love, love baking for Christmas, and even though I plan to scale waaaaaaaaaaaaay back this year, it's still going to be hard not to dive into fresh baked cookies.

So, that's what's new from Kosior Central. Let's hope the trend continues!

It's the Weekend Weigh In Report

This weekend had just a small loss, -0.4. It is totally my fault. I am slowing down on this WW thing and losing my enthusiasm. It's week 7 with a weight loss in the 40's and that's kind of bringing me down a bit. I was putting a lot of work into WW, and this past couple of weeks, I just haven't. I've been tired of tracking and counting and weighing and measuring. The program clearly works--46.4 pounds in 6 months is nothing short of a miracle. I'm just not in a good place right now and with everything else going on in life, I just got it into my head that I could sort of fudge it and it would come out OK.

Well, ultimately it did, I lost nearly a half a pound. And the attitude of "I'll take anything with a minus sign" is truly a good one--I will and happily.

However, when I trudged home, it was time for a pep talk, and my husband gave me a doozy. I'm in his army now, and by God, he's not letting me quit! This was the first weekend I didn't just let it go and figure I'd worry about it on Monday. Every time we had a meal and it was over, I'd hear, "Did you put your points in?" Although I was busy with NaNo, I did my aerobic workout anyway, with him cheering me on.

I also read one of the passages from "A Shot in the Arm", which came with my deluxe new member kit. And the woman's friend said something to her along the lines of, "Look what you're doing with no effort at all. Imagine if you started working at this."

So that has stuck with me. While the past 6 months haven't been no effort, I can say for the past month, I've just kind of slid along. So this week I am renewing my committment to this project and hope that I see some results soon.

Also, the great Seasonale experiment turned into a failure, so I am going back off the pills. That may make a difference. Here's hoping.

Good Bye, Pink Shorts

I have lost darn near 50 pounds, and my clothes are very loose, but nothing that I could say "I'll get rid of this and go down a size." Part of this is because I have always worn my clothes a bit loose, and also because I started buying a lot of clothes with elastic and spandex, so it's still fitting nicely, versus when it was a little (or a lot) tight. Frankly, one of my main reasons for joining Weight Watchers was that I had a bunch of gift cards to Catherine's, and I bought a lot of new clothes in January, and by April they barely fit.

And, frankly, I'm stingy. I hate to throw out or get rid of things that I perceive have a lot of wear in them. Many of the soles of my shoes have the treads worn off or completely through. I wear holey underwear until it falls apart. (TMI, I know, I know.) Clothing that has paint on it goes into the "chore day" pile. Other stains goes into the "still got some wear, I can probably work out or do housework in it" pile. I heat my pens to get the last drops of ink out of them. I turn bottles of soap, shampoo, detergent, ketchup upside down to get every last drop out of them...

So it is killing me that the time has come to say goodbye to my first article of clothing that is still in really good shape, almost perfect in fact: my pink shorts.

I am sad to say goodbye to the pink shorts. I got them on sale at the Avenue for $7 back in May. When I bought them, I could barely get them on and buttoned and zipped--they were really, really tight.

By the time the first 20 was gone, I was able to wear the pink shorts to my sister's wedding rehearsal and dinner, and they were my most comfortable pair and I loved the color. "Pink is mah signature color."

But tonight, I was doing my nightly fitness ritual with Mr. Simmons on the TV and the General on the treadmill and as I lunged, my shorts suddenly decided they preferred the company of my ankles. Yes, they fell right the heck off.

*Sigh* I love a comfy piece of clothing and I love, love, love me a bargain. But I can't be strolling around with my shorts falling off. Well, maybe I could, it would surely make life much more interesting.