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So today is our turkey day. I’m cooking up a storm. Turkey, stuffing, scalloped potatoes, pumpkin pie and cheesecake. Wish me luck. My house smells soooooo good right now . I may just eat nothing but celery until dinner though hahaha. It’s a really good day. I got the day off, I found out my best friend is pregnant with her first baby, my husband is making a new walkway to our house and it looks amazing and my daughter cut her own hair which may not seem like something to be thankful for, but the hysterical laughing that it caused when my husband and I talked about it after she went to bed made up for it, besides I got her into the hairdresser today and now she has a little pixie cut. Life is pretty awesome. This is my first thin thanksgiving, which I am thankful for. I am freaked out though every time I see my reflection, it’s not the me that I have known my whole adult life, not that I don’t love it, but it is really freaky to see a slim person looking back at me. Only 5 more pounds to my goal. Thanksgiving should set me back a bit though
Have a great day everyone!!

Four months ago I was a size 16 and I was sooo uncomfortable in my own skin. I am now a size 8 and I feel really good about myself. I have to keep reminding myself that when I walk into a room people aren’t staring at me. I doubt they were before but I am sure they aren’t now. I have noticed one odd side effect of losing weight though, some of my old acquaintances don’t talk to me anymore. My friends are happy for me, but some of the moms who used to talk to me around town don’t even look at me anymore. Buddyslim is the only place where I am even remotely flashy or boastful about my weight loss, in fact in day to day life I feel embarrassed when people compliment me. The women who ignore me now are overweight, I think they probably feel awkward around me, but I wish it weren’t the case. Alienation from my overweight friends was a totally unexpected side effect of losing weight. One of the women who no longer talks to me, her husband came up to me and my husband at a school function a while ago and was telling us how good we were looking which was nice of him, but when he jumped right into how he was trying to get his wife to exercise more I just wanted to shrivel up. I thought no wonder she doesn’t talk to me anymore, I wouldn’t want to hang out with me either. Men can seriously be so thick sometimes. When my husband finally gave up all hope of me ever getting in shape is when I wanted to. In my own time and for me.
Oh well that is my rant for the day!

That has to be the least inspiring thing ever. All I can say is that it had better be all water weight. I know it’s such a cliche to moan about all the crap that happens to women; the menstrual cycle, the pain associated with pregnancy and childbirth, stretch marks and then menopause, but seriously aren’t those things enough? Why can’t I just get my period and not gain weight and break out like a 14 year old. I feel a little less than awesome right now. I just want to lose this last little bit, but I feel like I take 1 step forward and then 2 steps back. I do really think I am just bloated though. On a slightly different note, since losing all the weight, my period is so not as bad as it used to be, lighter with less cramps. So not all bad. I don’t know if that is the weight loss or just being in better shape or it may not be related at all, but I am happy about that either way. I’ve gotta go now and drag my sorry butt to the gym, maybe I’ll be done with this pity party afterwards.

I hit a major plateau a while ago. I was a little bummed but I kept doing what I was doing. I was doing more strength training so I knew I may have been gaining muscle, but it was still kind of a drag to sit at the same weight for three weeks. For whatever reason that’s how it’s been going for me lately, lose 2-3 pounds and then plateau for 2-3 weeks. Then I modify something in my diet or work out and then lose a bit more. It was definitely more fun in the beginning when the question wasn’t if I had lost weight that week but how much I had lost.
On a different note, I was sprinting on the treadmill yesterday, I had it up to 10, when I do that I run for 20 secs and then hop off for 10, anyhow one time when I went to get back on I almost flew off the back of the thing. It was too funny. It wouldn’t have been funny at all had it actually happened. Seriously how embarrassing would that be? I think I might have just gathered my things and just quietly made my exit.
That’s my random little blurb for today I guess. I hope you all are having an awesome day!!!

I live in a little town and today was the local fall fair. Absolutely everyone comes out for it the population of the town probably triples for this one day. It’s a close second to Christmas to everyone who lives here, you see all your friends, some you haven’t seen since the last fair, needless to say the kids go nuts. This years fair was awesome, our kids are getting a bit older and they mostly went on rides with their friends, and we got a chance to catch up with people. There is only one down side… Fair food. Not really a down side depending on how you look at it. Mini donuts, grilled chicken and corn on the cob, cotton candy, fudge, corn dogs. I did eat a little basket of cherry tomatoes, other than that though it was pretty much all crap, and a lot of it. Oh well tomorrow is a new day. I actually start a new job tomorrow, if anxiety and stress could burn calories I’d be in the clear .

I just had to share that I caved and bought a bra in my appropriate size, which is now an A cup. gasp. I have never been an A cup. I really don’t care, I just thought it was crazy, to go from a D or occasional (depending on the bra) DD to an A. I really can’t get over that lost my breasts. Neither can my husband, haha, poor guy, just kidding. Although he was the first to notice. I don’t think he feels to bad for himself though. I am sure he’s happier with a wife who is 30 odd pounds lighter and more toned and confident than one with boobs.

This isn’t really weight loss related but I need to vent. Last School year I decided to switch my kids from the private school they were in to a really good public school down the road. I was soooo excited, my daughter has special needs and they were so on board for the kind of help she needs. They took so much interest and it’s just a really lovely little school and I felt really happy about my decision. Then this morning, less than a week before school is set to start I get a call from the principle saying that they had a bunch of late registrations and now the classes are full and since my kids don’t live in the catchment they can’t go there. AAAAAAAHHHHHH I don’t know how to tell my daughter this. She is on the autistic spectrum and it takes her a while to adjust to change. Getting her ready to leave her old school to go to this new one took some time and now I have less than week to get her to fall in love with the idea of a new school that I’m not particularly in love with. I cried on the phone with the principle, I’m crying now. I’m starting a new job, I have some financial stress and now this. I guess it wasn’t meant to be, maybe God has stepped in and placed my kids where they need to be, but I can’t help but feel really disappointed right now. I have to go tell her now and brace myself for a day of her feeling really vulnerable and insecure which translates into a lot of tantrums and tears, poor kid. Arghhh I’m a mess right now.

I have been doing a new high intensity workout at the gym these days. It’s called the tabata protocol. The idea is that you do any activity at a super high intensity for 20 seconds and then come right down to almost resting for 10 seconds, and repeat for a total of 8 times. 4 minutes total other than the warm up and cool down.It is supposed to be amazing for fat burning (I will let you know!) When I first heard about this I thought I can do anything for 4 minutes, how hard can it be? It is sooooo flippin’ hard. I do it on the treadmill, I set the incline @ 4% and then get the speed up to 8.5. I run like that for the 20 seconds and then hop off for the ten. I have run at that speed for minute intervals but I always take it down to a jog for 90 seconds and repeat that, so I figured this Tabata protocol would be easier, but it turns out a ten second break is barely enough time to catch your breath. Anyhow I kicked my own a** at the gym tonight.

I just can’t seem to lose any more weight no matter what I do. Ate right all week exercised like a maniac. All for a one pound gain. What am I doing wrong. I try to keep it in perspective, but I can’t seem to today.

The title says it all. I was just curious how you have decided where you want to end up.