Well, it's the last day of 2008, an end of another journey. The human condition is fascinating as our species is unique because we have hope. New Year's eve is a time for all of us to reflect but also to make promises for the future. We all know that resolutions seldom stick....it doesn't always mean that we're lazy or weak. You may assume what my resolution for this year will be, based on the continuing theme of this blog. Although it has been to lose weight many times before, it is not this year (and I believe for the last two it has been to floss more consistently). I would like to work on the other aspects of me this year and will resolve to come up with a plan to do so.
As for the weight, well it is up again this week. I don't feel like sharing numbers even though I know what they are. My double chin has met up again with her gold old friends face and big cheeks and the fact that I will only wear sweat pants every day for almost two straight weeks means.....well, you know. I have not exercised...period! I still have lots of hope.
I wish you all A Happy, Healthy and Hopeful 2009!
"I have fat person thoughts, fat person hopes, fat person dreams, and fat person schemes."
-Phil Knight
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Break
Hello. This week was filled with up-ing my fiber intake, eating latkes, decorating cookies, trying pieces of homemade chocolate babka, exercising very little, rejoicing in my now normal cholesterol levels (finally-thanks Lipitor), and running, running, running around like a lunatic! I have lost .4 pounds this week. I have decided to give myself the "week off". Time off from the routine, the limo driving, the refereeing, the chaperoning, the carpooling, and the "dieting".
Wishing you and your loved ones a Happy Hanukkah and a Merry Christmas.
"The more and more I get to know people, the more and more I love my dog."
-Regina R. and others before her
Wishing you and your loved ones a Happy Hanukkah and a Merry Christmas.
"The more and more I get to know people, the more and more I love my dog."
-Regina R. and others before her
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Speechless, for once!
This week there is 1.8 pounds of weight....gained. I don't have much to say so I will refer you to the words of others:
"People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and the New Year, but they really should be worried about what they eat between the New Year and Christmas.
-Unknown
"I've been on a diet for two weeks and all I've lost is fourteen days."
-Totie Fields
"Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us."
-Peter DeVries
"The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are good friends."
-Unknown
"If hunger is not the problem, then eating is not the solution."
-Unknown
"You can't lose weight by talking about it. You have to keep your mouth shut."
-Unknown
"One definition of insanity is: Doing the same thing again and again and expecting a different result."
-Unknown
"People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and the New Year, but they really should be worried about what they eat between the New Year and Christmas.
-Unknown
"I've been on a diet for two weeks and all I've lost is fourteen days."
-Totie Fields
"Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us."
-Peter DeVries
"The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are good friends."
-Unknown
"If hunger is not the problem, then eating is not the solution."
-Unknown
"You can't lose weight by talking about it. You have to keep your mouth shut."
-Unknown
"One definition of insanity is: Doing the same thing again and again and expecting a different result."
-Unknown
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Sybil
When I embarked on this newest adventure, I had indicated that this blog was intended for my women peeps. Much to my delight and surprise, I have learned that husbands and significant other males have been reading my entries each Wednesday (and Thursday) as well. I have been told by some of these males that they "look forward" to it and find it "enjoyable". I have learned that the blog is being followed by readers in Florida, CT, and PA as well as those of you in the tristate area. While I thank you for the support and dedication, I am devoted to being as honest as I can about my struggles and a large part of those struggles comes from being a woman. Sorry about the monthly cycle crap, but boy, am I affected. So you loyal male fans out there, here it goes...
This week I have gained .4 pounds again. Surprisingly I'm not down about it. Just got it today....again! My friend and I who swap stories about who is more "hormonal", decided that we're only "normal" for half the month and agree how unfair this is to our family and friends. The more I thought about it, I realized that I'm only the "me" that I believe I truly am for only one week out of the month. Who's the other me, you may ask? The other me snaps at my children, rips my snug fitting clothing off the moment I enter the mudroom door. Goes to the supermarket and buys a jar of kosher dill spears and finishes them in two days (despite my low sodium regimen and tendancy for puffiness), and buys herself a big fat dark chocolate square filled with caramel and marshmallow--for the antioxidants, of course! Oh yeah, did I mention the crying that came along with the commercial for the Charlie Brown Christmas special? Folks, this was only yesterday!!!!!!
Oprah made a fatty confession yesterday! Yes, she's fat again, shocking! On the January cover of "O" she so bravely poses in her present state alongside her former svelte 2005 self. Each one of us....man, woman, or Oprah have more than one "me". Oprah says she's "embarrassed" despite being one of the most accomplished and wealthiest women in the world. She never seemed to lack self-confidence before? What's up? Oh yeah, she's human too. Can't me and Oprah shake this monkey off our backs?
"Status: Formerly married, currently involved, always hungry."
-Valerie Bertinelli
This week I have gained .4 pounds again. Surprisingly I'm not down about it. Just got it today....again! My friend and I who swap stories about who is more "hormonal", decided that we're only "normal" for half the month and agree how unfair this is to our family and friends. The more I thought about it, I realized that I'm only the "me" that I believe I truly am for only one week out of the month. Who's the other me, you may ask? The other me snaps at my children, rips my snug fitting clothing off the moment I enter the mudroom door. Goes to the supermarket and buys a jar of kosher dill spears and finishes them in two days (despite my low sodium regimen and tendancy for puffiness), and buys herself a big fat dark chocolate square filled with caramel and marshmallow--for the antioxidants, of course! Oh yeah, did I mention the crying that came along with the commercial for the Charlie Brown Christmas special? Folks, this was only yesterday!!!!!!
Oprah made a fatty confession yesterday! Yes, she's fat again, shocking! On the January cover of "O" she so bravely poses in her present state alongside her former svelte 2005 self. Each one of us....man, woman, or Oprah have more than one "me". Oprah says she's "embarrassed" despite being one of the most accomplished and wealthiest women in the world. She never seemed to lack self-confidence before? What's up? Oh yeah, she's human too. Can't me and Oprah shake this monkey off our backs?
"Status: Formerly married, currently involved, always hungry."
-Valerie Bertinelli
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Spin
Hope your holiday was good and yummy too. My update today is a wash, I have remained the same weight as I was last week. Amazing, I went to the gym four times this week. This amount of sweat and enthusiasm proved to negate the gluttony of Thanksgiving. This time staying the same was a success.
Although, I have not claimed any new rewards lately, I would like to talk about a special treat. I have overcome a fear of mine....I went to my very first spin class on Sunday. Thank you, Ilona, for schlepping out this way to join and encourage me. Ilona's expertise came in handy with my selecting my spin bike, adjusting my seat height, and distance, teaching me first through third positions (not to be confused with those I knew for twelve years of ballet), telling me to place my towel over the handlebars so as not to become infested with everyone else's grime, and warning me...really warning me that my bottom and inner thighs would hurt...really hurt and gave me a rather descriptive example of what it might feel like...but I won't share that.
Ilona made me promise her that she would get mentioned in the blog in more than just "one measly paragraph"...so there's more. She told me that I don't have to listen to the instructor when she said to turn up the resistance. She told me how to buckle my sneaker into the "thingamajig" and then "wiggle" out of it if I needed to get loose. She also looked at me and with compassion and sensitiviy, pointed at my butt, and shook her head when my form was a bit off. With all this special guidance, I am proud to say that I completed my first spin class without any major mishap and sweated A LOT! Sorry, Ilona, I couldn't post the pictures. It was too technically advanced for this blogger.
Another reliable friend is resting on my foot and licking my ankle as I am writing this. I must have some cheese hiding in my sock or something.
"Why couldn't you have written Molly and Me and made millions?"
-Shani
Although, I have not claimed any new rewards lately, I would like to talk about a special treat. I have overcome a fear of mine....I went to my very first spin class on Sunday. Thank you, Ilona, for schlepping out this way to join and encourage me. Ilona's expertise came in handy with my selecting my spin bike, adjusting my seat height, and distance, teaching me first through third positions (not to be confused with those I knew for twelve years of ballet), telling me to place my towel over the handlebars so as not to become infested with everyone else's grime, and warning me...really warning me that my bottom and inner thighs would hurt...really hurt and gave me a rather descriptive example of what it might feel like...but I won't share that.
Ilona made me promise her that she would get mentioned in the blog in more than just "one measly paragraph"...so there's more. She told me that I don't have to listen to the instructor when she said to turn up the resistance. She told me how to buckle my sneaker into the "thingamajig" and then "wiggle" out of it if I needed to get loose. She also looked at me and with compassion and sensitiviy, pointed at my butt, and shook her head when my form was a bit off. With all this special guidance, I am proud to say that I completed my first spin class without any major mishap and sweated A LOT! Sorry, Ilona, I couldn't post the pictures. It was too technically advanced for this blogger.
Another reliable friend is resting on my foot and licking my ankle as I am writing this. I must have some cheese hiding in my sock or something.
"Why couldn't you have written Molly and Me and made millions?"
-Shani
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