The plan

Ok so since my post last week, I haven’t been very good about my diet. Why, you ask? Because I haven’t been tracking my food.  I’m a firm believer that keeping track of everything you put in your mouth helps you lose weight.

I’m getting back into using an IPhone app called “My Fitness Pal”

Have you used it? It’s pretty awesome, you can track calories by doing a quick input, can look up food, store recipes, and it saves the food you use the most.  You can set daily calorie goals for yourself (mine is set to 1200 per day), and you can even input exercise, so it keeps track of your “net” calories (like if I walk for 30 mins and burn 200 calories, I can eat 1400 calories that day!)  I don’t like to think about it like that (if I go for a run, I can eat that extra cookie), but it is nice to think about having a little more wiggle room in my diet.  I also think that it’s more realistic to allow some extra calories, since 1200 a day every day is pretty hard to stick to.

My FAVORITE part about this app, is that when you click the “done tracking for the day” button, it projects out your weight loss over the next 5 weeks by saying “If every day were like today, you’d weigh XXX LBs in 5 weeks”  It’s like a little contest for me to see how low I can get that number to read every day J  Yesterday when I tracked, it told me in 5 weeks I could weigh 199…if that’s not motivation I don’t know what is! I can’t wait to get the hell out of the 200s and NEVER see them again!  I've decided to make my weekly weigh in days Fridays, so we'll see how the next few days go!

Confessions of a fat girl: I hide what I eat

No, I don’t mean I have food stashed under my bed or anything, I’m not totally batshit crazy so give me a little bit of credit here, but I have this bad habit, if I’m out running errands or grocery shopping alone or something, that I’ll buy a candy bar or something equally disgusting for me to eat in the car on the way home.  Why in the car? Because I’m ashamed to be eating something so obviously bad for me, that I don’t want to do it in front of any witnesses, especially my husband.  I know we all have our vices, but I think it’s sort of like me hiding an addiction, like if I didn’t want anyone to know I smoke because it’s so obviously bad for you, so I snuck one in on a car ride so there would be no witnesses (this is not the case, I’m just using an example here so you can see the severity of my problem).  I know what you’re thinking; this fatty needs to learn to say no, no wonder she’s obese.  But I beg you to not pass judgment here; this is not an everyday occurrence, not even a once a week occurrence, but I did do it last night, and it made me realize that I have a problem.  I’m not asking for sympathy here, I’m just stating the obvious out loud, like they do at AA…Hello, my name is Miss K, and I’m addicted to bad food.  Like all addictions, I’m not sure what the best way to quit is, but cold turkey seems to be the obvious…an alcoholic can’t have the occasional drink, and I can’t have the occasional candy bar.  So there it is, no more bad food….if only I could be addicted to carrot sticks….

Confessions of a fat girl: I can’t say no to pizza

So here’s the harsh reality I have to face: I have virtually no self-control on weekends, especially when it comes to social situations.  I do pretty good during the week, sitting behind my desk and tracking my calories (until I get home that is!) But on weekends, all bets are off.  The hubs and I usually like to go out to breakfast on weekends, one of my favorite things to do actually, but there’s very few things to eat at a greasy spoon that are actually healthy for you.  We typically eat such a large breakfast that we skip lunch, and by the time dinner rolls around we’re starving and eat a really unhealthy dinner.  On Saturday we didn’t go out to breakfast, so I had that going for me, but we went over to a friends to celebrate a new pregnancy announcement (side note: this officially makes me the last one to not be preggers/have children!!), and we started the night with guac and chips, followed by a pizza, followed by brownies.  I’m sure I could have asked them to order me a salad instead, but seriously, who wants salad when everyone else is eating pizza!? Eff that!  So I know the legit solution is to “eat something healthy before you go” so you don’t eat as much bad stuff when you’re there, right? Well I’ve tried that too, and then I get there, good intentions in hand, and someone throws a glass of wine in my other hand, and I drop those good intentions as fast as I down that first drink.  Ok, sure, maybe the solution is don’t drink, right? But that’s no fun…so isn’t there a happy solution? Will I be a slave to this social combo of drinking and pizza for the rest of my life? Probably…but maybe I can give it up for a little while, I mean, if I get preggo I’ve got to give up drinking anyways, so what’s a few more months going to do?  So now we’re back to Monday; time to get back on track and get serious about this diet, or I’ll get to the point where I’m not just too fat to have babies, I’ll be to old too! (Ok I realize I’m not actually too fat to have a baby, but there have been so many studies done that show that you put your unborn child at serious risk by carrying that extra weight around, and even make them more susceptible to childhood obesity.  My friends don’t seem to care about these studies, but I figure if there’s something I can do about it now, then I should, right!? Ok then.)

TGIF

So it's Friday: one of the hardest days of the week for me for weight loss. Between bagels for breakfast from my co-workers, to "beer o'clock" at 4, it's a day full of temptations and high calorie treats. Today was no exception, and because I've been running around like a mad woman at work, I've given in to the bagels since I had no other options available. I know I should plan better but this shit sneaks up on you sometimes, and I'm only human, right? I have to find a balance between calories in and calories out so I can still enjoy the foods I love, which has always been a huge struggle for me.  I have a problem with the all or nothing concept…I’ve already wrecked my diet with a bagel, so why not keep going!?  Chocolate chip cookies? Maybe just one…Happy hour beer? Oh I guess it can’t hurt.  By the time dinner rolls around I’ve gone way overboard, and what’s the sense in wasting a healthy dinner on a day like today right? I know what bullshit all of this is, it’s silly really to think that one cookie sabotages a whole day’s worth of dieting, but it’s ingrained in my head, and that’s a habit that’s just hard to shake, period.  So let me ask: how do you get over the “one cookie won’t kill me” hurdle? Any advice?

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Here goes nothing...

OK so here goes..I'm a late 20 something (almost 30!) gal who is desperately trying to get in the best shape of my life before heading down the road to motherhood.  The reality is, I'm overweight now, and if I get pregnant tomorrow and gain another 30+ pounds, I'll be in rough shape.  This blog is about chronicling my weight loss journey...about becoming a babe before having a babe.  I welcome anyone who is going through a similar experience (or has already done this) to share their insights on this page, I'd love to hear what you have to say!