Morning:
1 Morning Glory muffin (4)
1/2 banana (1)
32 fl oz water (0)
Afternoon:
2/3 Mar Far Chicken plate at favorite Chinese food restaurant (!!!)
12 fl oz Diet Coke (0)
Evening:
1 homemade dinner roll (3)
1/2 cup vegetarian sloppy joe filling (3)
12 fl oz water (0)
Total:
28-ish points
Activity:
40 minute, 2-mile brisk walk (+2)
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Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Monday Weigh-In
Last week's weight — 135 pounds
This week's weight — 132 pounds
...Wow! I hope that's right and my scale isn't malfunctioning or something because losing 3 more pounds would be awesome. ESPECIALLY since last weekend was the never-ending Christmas Party Buffet. You might notice that there are no food logs for Friday - Sunday. That's because I gave up. I did stick to my plan for dinner on Friday evening, but then promptly ate a piece of cherry cheesecake. And there was another party immediately following that party wherein I shared half a bottle of cheap champagne with a friend. So whatever points I hadn't blown on the cheesecake I downed with the bubbly.
I think I did manage to stay on points the rest of the weekend — barely — but I didn't eat very healthily at all. For instance, on Saturday I had a small piece of pizza for lunch (it was free at the local Fred Meyers) and for dinner I had 1/2 a large bag of unbuttered popcorn (we were at the movies). That was pretty much it. All day.
Oh, and on the subject of clothes, I did go ahead and pick up some more shirts. I needed them anyway and am happy to note that I'm back into a size small. I still need pants, but I think I'll wait just a little bit longer to pick those up. I saw a pair of khaki Dockers with a cut that I really liked, but when I showed them to my husband he shook his head.
"You can't get those," he said.
"Why not," I asked. "They're very cute."
"Because those are 'slimming' pants," he said. He pointed to the tag that did, indeed, say they were of a cut meant to slim bigger stomaches and hips. He then explained to me that I didn't need the pants because I was already slim.
Awwww.
This week's weight — 132 pounds
...Wow! I hope that's right and my scale isn't malfunctioning or something because losing 3 more pounds would be awesome. ESPECIALLY since last weekend was the never-ending Christmas Party Buffet. You might notice that there are no food logs for Friday - Sunday. That's because I gave up. I did stick to my plan for dinner on Friday evening, but then promptly ate a piece of cherry cheesecake. And there was another party immediately following that party wherein I shared half a bottle of cheap champagne with a friend. So whatever points I hadn't blown on the cheesecake I downed with the bubbly.
I think I did manage to stay on points the rest of the weekend — barely — but I didn't eat very healthily at all. For instance, on Saturday I had a small piece of pizza for lunch (it was free at the local Fred Meyers) and for dinner I had 1/2 a large bag of unbuttered popcorn (we were at the movies). That was pretty much it. All day.
Oh, and on the subject of clothes, I did go ahead and pick up some more shirts. I needed them anyway and am happy to note that I'm back into a size small. I still need pants, but I think I'll wait just a little bit longer to pick those up. I saw a pair of khaki Dockers with a cut that I really liked, but when I showed them to my husband he shook his head.
"You can't get those," he said.
"Why not," I asked. "They're very cute."
"Because those are 'slimming' pants," he said. He pointed to the tag that did, indeed, say they were of a cut meant to slim bigger stomaches and hips. He then explained to me that I didn't need the pants because I was already slim.
Awwww.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
'Albino' Pasta
If I was going to die tomorrow morning and could choose anything at all to eat as my last meal, it might very well be a heaping dish full of fetticini alfredo. The creamiest white sauce, the most succulent cheesy flavor ... mmm. With a points value of 17, however, that really is something I would only eat if I were going to die tomorrow (or maybe if it was my birthday!). Fetticini alfredo is one of my most favorite meals in the world and since joining Weight Watcher's I've been hard pressed to find something nearly as good.
'Albino' pasta is no fetticini alfredo. But it is delicious in an understated sort of way, and you'll find yourself looking forward to having the leftovers for lunch.
ALBINO PASTA (6 points per serving)
Ingredients
1 (16 ounce) package dry pasta
4 tablespoons olive oil
1 or 2 teaspoon minced garlic
1/3 cup grated Parmesan cheese
Directions
1. Bring a large pot of lightly salted water to a boil. Add pasta and cook for 8 to 10 minutes or until al dente; drain.
2. In small saucepan, saute garlic a small amount of oil. Combine garlic, olive oil, and pasta in a bowl. Mix in parmesan cheese and add a sprinkling to the top.
Servings Per Recipe: 8
Amount Per Serving
Calories: 280
Total Fat: 9.3g
Cholesterol: 3mg
Sodium: 81mg
Total Carbs: 41g
Dietary Fiber: 1.9g
Protein: 9.2g
'Albino' pasta is no fetticini alfredo. But it is delicious in an understated sort of way, and you'll find yourself looking forward to having the leftovers for lunch.
ALBINO PASTA (6 points per serving)
Ingredients
1 (16 ounce) package dry pasta
4 tablespoons olive oil
1 or 2 teaspoon minced garlic
1/3 cup grated Parmesan cheese
Directions
1. Bring a large pot of lightly salted water to a boil. Add pasta and cook for 8 to 10 minutes or until al dente; drain.
2. In small saucepan, saute garlic a small amount of oil. Combine garlic, olive oil, and pasta in a bowl. Mix in parmesan cheese and add a sprinkling to the top.
Servings Per Recipe: 8
Amount Per Serving
Calories: 280
Total Fat: 9.3g
Cholesterol: 3mg
Sodium: 81mg
Total Carbs: 41g
Dietary Fiber: 1.9g
Protein: 9.2g
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Monday Weigh-In
Well, the numbers are in folks:
Last week's weight — 137 pounds
This week's weight — 135 pounds
Another 2 pounds gone!
OK, so NOW I weigh 135 pounds. It's a very big relief, to finally weigh what I considered an acceptable weight for myself for so long. It will be an even bigger relief to weigh less than that, to finally drop down into what I consider an 'ideal' weight, which is anywhere from 125 to 120 pounds. I briefly thought about trying to get down to 115 pounds, but then I realized how silly that would be. I weighed 117 pounds when I was a teenager. I'm not a teenager anymore. I'm not even close, sadly. So think I shall leave all the 'teens,' age and weight, behind me forever.
The sad side effect to losing all this weight is the fact that my favorite pair of pants no longer fits. They were relatively new too. I got them in August when I went home to visit my parents. My mom took me shopping and we found the cutest pair of green khakis. I fell in love with them. However, at that point I was still around 150 pounds and had to buy them in a size 10. I'd never been in a size 10 before and this was what really got the ball rolling for this whole weight loss journey. In any event, I'm back down to a size 7/8 pant and sporting the 'saggy butt' look with my green khakis. I'm very sad about this, probably more sad than I should be about a pair of pants, but I don't find good pants that I really like very often. And by very often I mean EVER.
Sigh. I really loved those pants. But the pounds? Nope, glad those are gone.
Last week's weight — 137 pounds
This week's weight — 135 pounds
Another 2 pounds gone!
OK, so NOW I weigh 135 pounds. It's a very big relief, to finally weigh what I considered an acceptable weight for myself for so long. It will be an even bigger relief to weigh less than that, to finally drop down into what I consider an 'ideal' weight, which is anywhere from 125 to 120 pounds. I briefly thought about trying to get down to 115 pounds, but then I realized how silly that would be. I weighed 117 pounds when I was a teenager. I'm not a teenager anymore. I'm not even close, sadly. So think I shall leave all the 'teens,' age and weight, behind me forever.
The sad side effect to losing all this weight is the fact that my favorite pair of pants no longer fits. They were relatively new too. I got them in August when I went home to visit my parents. My mom took me shopping and we found the cutest pair of green khakis. I fell in love with them. However, at that point I was still around 150 pounds and had to buy them in a size 10. I'd never been in a size 10 before and this was what really got the ball rolling for this whole weight loss journey. In any event, I'm back down to a size 7/8 pant and sporting the 'saggy butt' look with my green khakis. I'm very sad about this, probably more sad than I should be about a pair of pants, but I don't find good pants that I really like very often. And by very often I mean EVER.
Sigh. I really loved those pants. But the pounds? Nope, glad those are gone.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Food Log — Friday, Nov. 30
Morning:
1 Morning Glory muffin (4)
1 apple (1)
32 fl oz water (0)
Afternoon:
3/4 of a 'Mar Far Chicken lunch special' at the local chinese food restaurant* (??)
Evening:
1 WW Vanilla Fudge ice cream sundae (2)
12 oz Diet Coke (0)
Total:
Uh...let's say something like 27
Activity:
40 minute, 2-mile brisk walk (+2)
* My husband has been whining for MONTHS, seriously, about going out to eat at our favorite chinese resaurant. Since it's the season of giving, I decided to give in and go. And since I was going, I decided to just go ahead and order my favorite dish. I didn't bother counting what I ate, but I will not use any more of my weekly Flex points this week. And then, because why stop there, I just had an ice cream cone for dinner. Healthy.
1 Morning Glory muffin (4)
1 apple (1)
32 fl oz water (0)
Afternoon:
3/4 of a 'Mar Far Chicken lunch special' at the local chinese food restaurant* (??)
Evening:
1 WW Vanilla Fudge ice cream sundae (2)
12 oz Diet Coke (0)
Total:
Uh...let's say something like 27
Activity:
40 minute, 2-mile brisk walk (+2)
* My husband has been whining for MONTHS, seriously, about going out to eat at our favorite chinese resaurant. Since it's the season of giving, I decided to give in and go. And since I was going, I decided to just go ahead and order my favorite dish. I didn't bother counting what I ate, but I will not use any more of my weekly Flex points this week. And then, because why stop there, I just had an ice cream cone for dinner. Healthy.
Food Log — Thursday, Nov. 29
Morning:
1 large bagel (6)
2 tsp regular cream cheese (2)
16 fl oz water (0)
Afternoon:
1 serving WW Progresso soup (0)
1/4 cucumber (0)
12 fl oz Diet Coke (0)
Evening:
1 cup 'Albino' pasta (6)
Salad with 2 tsp low-fat Italian dressing (1)
2 1/2 small pieces baguette bread (2)
2 small pieces chocolate (3)
16 fl oz water (0)
Total:
20 points
Activity:
40-minute, 2-mile brisk walk with hills (+2)
1 large bagel (6)
2 tsp regular cream cheese (2)
16 fl oz water (0)
Afternoon:
1 serving WW Progresso soup (0)
1/4 cucumber (0)
12 fl oz Diet Coke (0)
Evening:
1 cup 'Albino' pasta (6)
Salad with 2 tsp low-fat Italian dressing (1)
2 1/2 small pieces baguette bread (2)
2 small pieces chocolate (3)
16 fl oz water (0)
Total:
20 points
Activity:
40-minute, 2-mile brisk walk with hills (+2)
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Food Log — Tuesday, Nov. 27
Morning:
1 Morning Glory muffin (4)
8 baby carrots (.5)
16 fl oz water (0)
Afternoon:
1 cup 'Albino' pasta (6)
12 fl oz Diet Coke (0)
Evening:
1 cup tomato and lentil soup (3)
1 small twice-baked potato with 1 tsp margarine and ranch dressing (5)
1/2 dill pickle (0)
4 large olives (.5)
16 fl oz water (0)
Total:
19 points
Activity:
35 minute, 2-mile vigorous walk with hills (+2 points)
1 Morning Glory muffin (4)
8 baby carrots (.5)
16 fl oz water (0)
Afternoon:
1 cup 'Albino' pasta (6)
12 fl oz Diet Coke (0)
Evening:
1 cup tomato and lentil soup (3)
1 small twice-baked potato with 1 tsp margarine and ranch dressing (5)
1/2 dill pickle (0)
4 large olives (.5)
16 fl oz water (0)
Total:
19 points
Activity:
35 minute, 2-mile vigorous walk with hills (+2 points)
Hello! And an Introduction
I had no idea the difference 11 pounds and a healthier diet could make. Just one month ago I was depressed and tired all of the time. I had headaches every night and occasional bouts of vertigo at work. I was irritable and unhappy with myself. All I wanted to do was sleep.
I thought I ate healthy enough. I mean, I did snack ... a lot. And I did eat from fast food restaurants once or twice a week when my husband didn't want to cook. And then there were the Diet Cokes I had to have with lunch, when I got home from work and again at dinner. But I liked to eat apples for breakfast and we tried to have at least one course of vegetables a day. I really thought that in the grand scheme of things, I was doing pretty good.
I knew that I had gained some weight over the years. In high school the absolute MOST I ever weighed was a whopping 117 pounds, thanks to the slew of sports I participated in and a naturally petite frame. During my four years in college I gained about six or seven pounds, which I attribute to not knowing how to cook anything except variations of macaroni and cheese. I also wasn't nearly as active as I had been in high school, but I still walked or biked almost everywhere I went and went through a phase of lap swimming every afternoon, and that helped keep me to a healthy BMI (Body Mass Index).
It wasn't until I graduated and got a job sitting at a desk for eight hours a day that my weight ballooned. I went from about 125 pounds to ... well, I didn't know. I didn't own a scale. I still felt skinny, even though I could see a little more pudge around my face. And I still fit into most of the hand-me-down clothes that my 135 pound sister gave me. So I figured my weight was around that. Not too bad, really.
Then we got the scale.
At first, I was scared to step onto it. The cold gleam of the metal and the dose of reality it promised was too intimidating for me. I shunned it, ignored it, tried to pretend it didn't exist.
One day, my pants didn't fit. In fact, nothing really fit. And it wasn't just one day. It was every day. My self esteem was plummeting. I felt like the ugliest person in the whole world. I stopped wanting to go out in case someone saw me. While my husband still loved me and told me I was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen, I didn't believe him. I didn't want him to see me. I undressed in the dark. I locked the bathroom door when I took a shower. I hated myself.
One morning I thought, "I'll just do. I'll step on the scale and see how much I really weigh. It will be good to know." And I did it. And I was shocked. Mortified. I have never told anyone what exactly that scale said. I told my husband it said 135 pounds. I told my mother it said 140 pounds. I told myself that something had to change.
The scale said 148 pounds. One hundred and forty-eight. Just two pounds away from 150. How?! How did the petite 117 pound girl gain 31 pounds?? And how, more importantly, could she lose it?
I decided to join Weight Watchers Online a month ago. The membership fee was my 25th birthday present from my mom and even though she has worried that it was a bad gift, so far it has been the best thing to happen to me (besides all that other important stuff, like marrying my husband or graduating from college.) Not only did I decide to lose weight by following the WW Points plan, I decided to eat really healthy. No more fast food, less meat, more skim milk, fat-free condiments, whole wheat breads and flours and lots and lots of veggies. In the heat of the moment, my cupboards overflowing with pumpkin seeds and beans, vegetables and fruits, I also decided to drink less of my beloved Diet Coke. I knew about the negative effects of aspartame (headaches, vertigo, fatigue, irritability ... basically everything I was feeling all of the time) and felt that if I was trying to improve my life then I had to get rid of the soda. For three weeks I've stuck to a limit of one soda a day at lunch. Hopefully one day I'll drink even less than that. I've been drinking my 8 cups of water a day instead (even though it's a real chore, I have to admit. Water just doesn't taste very good after awhile) and I've really noticed a difference. No more headaches, no more vertigo and a whole lot less irritability.
I've lost 11 pounds so far. My old clothes are fitting again and I'm feeling so much better about myself. I've discovered new foods I really like (and that are also very good for me) and I'm getting out and active again. This is a journey though, and I've still got 17 pounds to loose until I reach my goal weight of 120 pounds. I wanted to share what I'm going through both for the accountability it will give me, and hopefully to inspire others (like my mom!) to do the same.
I thought I ate healthy enough. I mean, I did snack ... a lot. And I did eat from fast food restaurants once or twice a week when my husband didn't want to cook. And then there were the Diet Cokes I had to have with lunch, when I got home from work and again at dinner. But I liked to eat apples for breakfast and we tried to have at least one course of vegetables a day. I really thought that in the grand scheme of things, I was doing pretty good.
I knew that I had gained some weight over the years. In high school the absolute MOST I ever weighed was a whopping 117 pounds, thanks to the slew of sports I participated in and a naturally petite frame. During my four years in college I gained about six or seven pounds, which I attribute to not knowing how to cook anything except variations of macaroni and cheese. I also wasn't nearly as active as I had been in high school, but I still walked or biked almost everywhere I went and went through a phase of lap swimming every afternoon, and that helped keep me to a healthy BMI (Body Mass Index).
It wasn't until I graduated and got a job sitting at a desk for eight hours a day that my weight ballooned. I went from about 125 pounds to ... well, I didn't know. I didn't own a scale. I still felt skinny, even though I could see a little more pudge around my face. And I still fit into most of the hand-me-down clothes that my 135 pound sister gave me. So I figured my weight was around that. Not too bad, really.
Then we got the scale.
At first, I was scared to step onto it. The cold gleam of the metal and the dose of reality it promised was too intimidating for me. I shunned it, ignored it, tried to pretend it didn't exist.
One day, my pants didn't fit. In fact, nothing really fit. And it wasn't just one day. It was every day. My self esteem was plummeting. I felt like the ugliest person in the whole world. I stopped wanting to go out in case someone saw me. While my husband still loved me and told me I was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen, I didn't believe him. I didn't want him to see me. I undressed in the dark. I locked the bathroom door when I took a shower. I hated myself.
One morning I thought, "I'll just do. I'll step on the scale and see how much I really weigh. It will be good to know." And I did it. And I was shocked. Mortified. I have never told anyone what exactly that scale said. I told my husband it said 135 pounds. I told my mother it said 140 pounds. I told myself that something had to change.
The scale said 148 pounds. One hundred and forty-eight. Just two pounds away from 150. How?! How did the petite 117 pound girl gain 31 pounds?? And how, more importantly, could she lose it?
I decided to join Weight Watchers Online a month ago. The membership fee was my 25th birthday present from my mom and even though she has worried that it was a bad gift, so far it has been the best thing to happen to me (besides all that other important stuff, like marrying my husband or graduating from college.) Not only did I decide to lose weight by following the WW Points plan, I decided to eat really healthy. No more fast food, less meat, more skim milk, fat-free condiments, whole wheat breads and flours and lots and lots of veggies. In the heat of the moment, my cupboards overflowing with pumpkin seeds and beans, vegetables and fruits, I also decided to drink less of my beloved Diet Coke. I knew about the negative effects of aspartame (headaches, vertigo, fatigue, irritability ... basically everything I was feeling all of the time) and felt that if I was trying to improve my life then I had to get rid of the soda. For three weeks I've stuck to a limit of one soda a day at lunch. Hopefully one day I'll drink even less than that. I've been drinking my 8 cups of water a day instead (even though it's a real chore, I have to admit. Water just doesn't taste very good after awhile) and I've really noticed a difference. No more headaches, no more vertigo and a whole lot less irritability.
I've lost 11 pounds so far. My old clothes are fitting again and I'm feeling so much better about myself. I've discovered new foods I really like (and that are also very good for me) and I'm getting out and active again. This is a journey though, and I've still got 17 pounds to loose until I reach my goal weight of 120 pounds. I wanted to share what I'm going through both for the accountability it will give me, and hopefully to inspire others (like my mom!) to do the same.
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