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Don’t Fear the Weigh-er

I just got back from a 4-day retreat that featured some extremely delicious and “clean” food. I pretty much tried to keep it intuitive and mindful and all that but I DID indulge in some beautiful apple crisp (with whipped cream) one night, and some lovely sherry pound cake (with whipped cream) another night. Those people really do know how to make the most divine whipped cream. So I was a little worried. BUT I did get activity in every day – a couple long walks, and then my little trip home to test my blood and do that awesome 14 minute workout, and it was pretty good.

So I was relieved and happy to see that I weighed less when I came home, than I did last week before leaving. That was a real affirmation. Yay. And it reinforced my dearly held belief that I can eat yummy things like dessert with whipped cream and still lose weight.

At the end of this week I have a big staff meeting at WW, a “Tune-Up” to let us know about program changes for 2010. On the national staff message boards, it seem that some of these meetings across the country have included surprise weigh-ins. OH BOY. This threw me into a bit of a tizzy for a little bit.  But then I realized, you know, I should be ready to be weighed in ANY DAY of ANY WEEK, and not worry about it. Yeah right? I thought of calling my supervisor and asking if this was going to happen, but then I realized… what? That if he says “no,” it gives me license to eat like a horse and not work out? And if he says “yes” I’m going to start scrimping on the food? NO NO NO.

I decided to not ask. I decided to just calm down and stay mindful. I decided that my goal is to stay at my same weight that I was this morning. If I do that, I am fine.

But anyone who has faced that scale knows the funny little game playing that can go on. To have a big “cheat day” the day after a weigh-in. To eat hardly anything the few days leading up.  The same thing can happen to staffers, you know. We have our weigh-ins near the first of the month. So the prospect of being weighed on the 20th, was like, UH OH! But that is dangerous thinking. I have to keep telling myself, this is for real, for good, for every day.  Sure, Things Happen, but I’m not going to PLAN to go off program and gain weight just because I think I’m not going to be weighed for a while.

In other news, I took up the challenge to do Jillian’s 30-Day Shred again. I hadn’t done it in a while but I remembered that I liked it. Well, it kicked my little booty! I did the Level 2, and used my brand new 8 lb weights. OH MAN. I was a sweaty mess after 20 minutes. I have to say, that Shred is the most efficient workout thing EVER. And I will do it again tomorrow! I might not do it every single day, ie I will not do it when I see my own trainer because IMHO that is total overkill. But I will do it every other day.

I start my two new At-Work meetings this week! One of them is (almost) all women and the other one is (almost) all men! Won’t that be interesting!! I am enlisting the help of the ever-awesome Jack Sh*t to help me keep the men entertained. (did you see his great post on why losing weight is like sex? LOL) I’m really looking forward to it. Today I got a big box of leaderish office supplies via UPS, including about ten million large paper clips. What will I do with those? They will probably last me until my retirement at the age of 103.

Liveblogging Biggest Loser

The contestants join Alison for a giant wheel of silver topped platters. The teams are going to be Blue vs Black. One person will get to pick the teams. Rut-roh. There’s a golden ticket under one of the silver platters, and the person who gets it gets to pick who are on the teams, and who gets to choose the trainers. There are various goodies and baddies under the other platter lids. People who want to participate will step forward. Dina is the first in. Rudy. Liz. Amanda. Shay. Rebecca. Allen. Danny. Coach Mo. Danny. Tracey? Of course. The only person who is not stepping up is Abby.

Rudy spins first. He gets a huge piece of chocolate cake! It is exactly 1,000 calories. AGH. He has to eat it. Num num num. Next is Rebecca: chocolate donut, 280 calories. It gives her witch teeth. Allen: chocolate cupcake! 100 calories. He says, “Sweet.” Enjoys himself immensely. Danny: GIANT cupcake with sprinkles. 780 cals! Yikes. Here comes Tracey. Coach Mo says an evil wind is blowing and he’s not the only one to feel it. HOLY CRAP, SHE GOT THE GOLDEN TICKET! Everyone is just blown away. People are shocked. They think she is a witch for sure. People are gasping and freaking. Coach Mo is sure there is voodoo going on. “It’s not natural. It’s supernatural.” Wooooooooooooooooo…..

Amanda is sobbing. She needs Bob. Dina and Rudy do not want to be separated. Dina feels she can’t count on anybody without Rudy.  Shay says, “people are about to go crazy” as they head toward Tracey and their new fate. Bob and Jillian learn about what’s going on and they are appropriately horrified. Tracey is grinning a psychotic grin.

Tracey wants to train with Bob. Bob looks glazed. Jillian is bummed she will not get to pound Tracey within an inch of her life.  Next: Daniel  goes to Jillian, Mo goes to Bob. Shay goes to Jillian. Tracey gets a few compassion points for putting them together. Allen goes to Blue. Then Abby. Liz is starting to cry. Tracey puts her on the blue team. She’s sobbing that she needs Danny. She puts Danny on the black team. Danny wanted Bob and Liz. He is devastated. Liz: “it kills my soul and makes me mad as all get out.” Amanda is crying because she won’t have Bob. Rebecca goes to the Blue team. She also breaks up Dina and Rudy. Niiiiiiiiice. That’s some very unhappy campers for ya.”

Liz: “She wants to win, she’s gotta do it at home.”

Bob hates the Black vs. Blue. He needs a big guy to beat up, and it will make him feel better. He’s going after Rudy.  Jillian is after Amanda. She wants to beat the crap out of the black team.  They’re puking. Jillian comes out to inspect her puke and make sure it’s wet. ???? Ugh.  Liz: “I have an agenda and my agenda is for her to go home before I do.” Liz freakin keels over on the treadmill. Ack. Lizzie’s down. Red as an apple. She says grimly, “I’ll live.”

She says, “My head’s on straight. Hell yeah. I got an agenda.” She wants immunity.

Dina hates the plyometrics stool. She doesn’t want to jump. I LOVE the stool. I love jumping up on stuff! So funny. Jillian says it makes your butt smaller. Cool. Dina walks out. Rudy asks, “What’s stopping you from doing it?” Dina doesn’t know. She can’t believe in herself. Rudy gives her a personal training session with Coach Mo looking on.  I love the Blue Team training the Black team. Rahooo!

Bob takes blue team to the grocery store. Of course they get some Jennie-O turkey products. We had some Jennie-O turkey chili tonight! Product placement from my very own house. They make wraps with some yummy roast turkey.

Next: black team heads up a hill. Shay says black team is the underdog, but they have bigger hearts. Alison: “good players help themselves, great players help each other.” It’s a relay race… where they are carrying one of their teammates. On a platform. They are playing for… videos from home. Tracey and Abby have to sit out.

Dina does not want to be on the platform but she does not want to be carried by others. Blue team carries Rebecca. Black team is carrying Dina. Rebecca says it is not like Cleopatra, eating grapes. Instead she is sweating and trying to hold on for dear life. They splash through mud. Amanda loses her mud in the shoe. Dina has to pick it up! She’s psyched. Blue team is starting to lose steam. Second mud pit, o boy. Blue team wins. Liz is happy but is still out for Tracey’s blood.

Holy crap. Rebecca gives her video to Dina. But Dina can’t take it because she has to get on the platform step on her own. She has to do it for herself. Blue team watches their videos. Of course, they cry. Tracey’s husband says he sleeps on the couch because he doesn’t want to be in the bed without her. He says, “Pain is temporary, pride is forever.” Is he going to be proud of her evil backstabbing ways?

Liz goes in to see Danny. She wants Danny to watch her video with her. But it’s HIS VIDEO! She switched her video for him. She is such a freaking peach. His whole family is losing weight: his wife and parents. I’m crying over Liz. He feels like a new man who can run a marathon. (watch what you say dude, they’ll make you do it)

Last chance workout. Jillian wants to build her team to work together. They’re pushing each other on these rolling platforms. Boy do I wish I was on that black team. Partner carries. Daniel’s all “yes ma’am!” Bob doesn’t like the team thing. He takes them to 24 hour fitness.  They do step class with weights, lunges. I want  to take that class too! Jillian is doing trust falls. Big fun!

Time for Dina to face the platform again. The whole team is on her. Jillian is wincing. What is the deal here? Jillian says everyone has their One Thing they can’t conquer. She says, “I have mine.” I am DYING to know. What is Jillian’s one thing that she can’t do? Very curious. I have a lot more than one. Jumping rope. Riding a bike in traffic, or on hills. Anything involving a ball.

Weigh In: Tracey loses 7. Nobody claps. Coach Mo loses 6. Allen loses 7. Rudy loses 8. Rebecca loses 7. Liz: 8. Go girl! Black team goes up. Abby loses 5, which is not shabby, but she is not happy. Dina loses 6. Amanda loses 6. Danny loses 10 and is off all his meds! Daniel loses 11! Go guy. He’s awesome. Shay is the last one up. She needs 8 pounds. She loses… SIXTEEN! Holy crapola!

Blue team has to choose one member of the Blue Team. NO BRAINER. Coach Mo is ready to sacrifice though. I can’t believe Liz voted for Mo!!!!! So did Rudy. And Tracey. And Rebecca. I can’t believe it!!! No way could I do it.

DAMN. Coach Mo goes home. I can’t believe it. He’s doing great. But you know? I do not agree with that vote. At. All.

Biggest Loser, Remote Liveblogging!

I rush in from the airport! Get to my friend’s house in  NJ and  plopped myself down on the coach. I’m 23 minutes in so I missed the first prat. I get to the challenge where the teams are evaluating various platters of food. I am a little distracted because I managed to lose my wallet somewhere enroute from the other coast. Damn.

Commercials! I have  second to catch my breath.  I am glad that I have an understanding friend for a host, who doesn’t mind me doing this the second I arrive at her house!

The free groceries go to… orange pink and brown have a three way tie. ONE QUESTION. How many calories were in dinner A?  Pink team wins! The folks all order out and are shocked to receive unasked-for cheese on their salad, bagel chips on the side. The lesson is, don’t always trust that restaurants have your health in mind. Ohh… chains on the fridge. They only get to order food out. Jillian and Bob hear about it and they’re intrigued. They offer to take the team out for dinner! Everyone is excited.

They cruise into a Mexican restaurant (empty of other guests). Chips come to the table. Jillian says, “What are you going to do?” Everyone’s eyes get big. “Control your environment!” They send the chips back. Go team! Jillian; Do you want to be healthy/skinny or do you want… Jillian does not like Rebecca’s answer. She flips out. Jillian says, “You’re warm. But you need to BE SPECIFIC.”

Unless there is a purpose behind it, you’re not going to be able to do it, says Jillian. Bob says, “We know how good it feels on the other side.” Jillian likes the papaya-chicken-avocado salad. She says, Do NOT leave the house without your calorie counter! Bob says, avoid anything that is sauteed or pan fried.

(I laugh about this because my dinner at Serendipity tonight would NOT meet with B & J’s approval: had a brie-and-turkey sandwich and split a Frozen Hot Chocolate with my buddy. This has been a tradition of ours since high school days. That’s vacation for ya!)

Challenge time: tonight, it’s for immunity.  They have to hang onto a slanted platform which gets progressively steeper. First one down: Liz in the water. Then Danny. Brown team is gone. Next: Amanda, pink team. Dina down. Shay is holding on! Heaviest girl!  More splashdowns.  It’s down to Daniel vs Allen. CUT TO COMMERCIAL. AGH!

We’re back. Oooh I can feel their forearm pain. Trembles. Allen lets go and DANIEL WON! Woooo!! It’s gym time. The coaches are yelling themselves hoarse to beat the crappy food out of them.

(OMG my friend just tells me she has a FULL GYM downstairs!! I am so excited!!!!!!!!! I did not know this! I can work off my frozen hot chocolate!) Coach Mo is really killing it so that he can make up for injured Tracey. Uh oh. His body gives out. His back. It’s shot. He said, “I’m done man.” Ow. Bob says, “He’s had twenty years of pain.” Bob wants him to get back on the bike and get his head on straight. But what if he just ruptured a spinal disc? Hmmm… I dunno about this.

It’s weigh-in time. What will happen after a week of eating restaurant food? Orange team: Daniel has lost 0, Shay has lost 5. I call: WATERLOADING. Bob calls it too. Green team: ten pounds total. Not shabby. Abby: “This is a marathon, not a sprint.” Go Abby. 1.97%. Now it’s blue team. 16 total, including 11 for Rudy. Brown team loses 11 total, 1.74%. Purple team needs to lose more than ten. I have the feeling a lot of fingers are crossed right now. They pull out a 12! Okay, Julio’s up. He needs to beat 7 lbs. But no, it’s four. Damn. He’s in danger. Pink team weighs in. They need more than 8 to stay safe. Their loss: 9! Just made it!

They have to vote, Julio vs. the Brown Team. Hmmm…  It’s appeal time. Liz is crying.  They all love each other. They’re all close. Julio can’t think of a worse situation. It’s a heartbreaker either way. The others are going to have to decide. Voiceover says: “See how the eliminated player does at home.” PlaYER:: Does that mean it’s Julio?

Voting time.  Orange team votes Julio. Blue team votes for Liz and Danny. Green team votes for Julio. They did it based on the “logic” of two people staying and having a chance rather than one. Purple team’s turn. They were split. Purple team voted for Julio. Coach Mo looks sick to his stomach as Tracy reveals the platter. Julio’s going.

“Sometimes you need a jump start.” Julio’s “after” clip is fabulous. He looks great! I am happy for him.

Measuring Up, Writing Down

images-1I took my measurements today, for the Biggest Loser challenge.  I still have a bit to lose at my waist, which is 32″ at the smallest level. According to J. Crew size charts, this puts me at size 14-ish for most clothes, and I’m off the chart for Petites, which I am height wise. I’m definitely still an apple. But it doesn’t make sense, because a size 14 would be pretty swimmy on me right now. How can anyone really order stuff online?

Bust: 38″  Waist: 32″  Hips: 38″  Arm: 9″ Thigh: 18″

I’m not sure about my BL goal, but let me just say I would be OVERJOYED if I could get my waist under 30″. Anything, even 29.999″ would be fantastic. This is truly where my body fat all concentrates, and I still have big handfuls of it. And the part where it’s the most dangerous for one’s health. According to WebMD,

Are You an Apple or a Pear?

So how do you tell if you have more belly fat than is healthy?

  • To measure your waist circumference, place a tape measure around your waist at the smallest point, which is usually just above the navel. A waist size of 40 inches in men and 35 inches in women is generally considered to indicate increased health risk.
  • Waist-to-hip ratio is calculated by measuring your waist at the smallest point and your hips at the widest point — usually at the widest part of the buttocks — and dividing the waist measurement by the hip measurement. A waist-to-hip ratio of greater than 0.9 for men and 0.8 for women is generally considered high risk.

My waist-to-hip ratio is o.84 – high risk! So my goal for the BL challenge is to get my ratio down UNDER .8.

I like this goal. It’s a reasonable one for me, and something I hope I can do in 12 weeks or so, and it’s medically the next thing I need to do for my health. When I began this in January I think my waist circumference was around 37″. So I’ve definitely come a long way, but I’d like to go that last bit more.

In other measuring news, I’ve been counting my WW points yesterday and today. It’s illuminating! Let me say that for SURE I have been eating wayyy over my points since reaching Lifetime, and I am just lucky that whatever activity I’ve been doing has allowed me to maintain at that level. Once I started writing things down, it became obvious to me that if I were doing WW again actively now (ie in LOSS Mode rather than Maintain Mode) I’d be needing to eat a lot less food. Which makes sense.

And it has showed me how I’ve gotten kind of complacent and kind of “I can get away with that!” And how some habits have crept in. I’ve gotten into the habit of eating a WW or Skinny Cow frozen bar after dinner most nights.  Or some sugar free tapioca pudding – some small dessert that is in the 90-100 calorie range. But last night, as my husband was “taking orders” from the freezer after dinner (we all have our favorites) I thought, do I really need this? Do I want it? I was already plenty full from dinner. But I like to have something sweet after dinner. A frozen bar is only one point. But I said no, and instead I had a sugarfree caramel/butterscotch hard candy thing. Which has like 5 calories. I felt fine, and satisfied my little sweet craving, and I didn’t have that 100 extra calories (which over a week = 700)

So it was good to remember this, something I was a lot more conscious of last spring, but which has slipped. I know that pretty soon I am going to have to be telling people, “You bite it, you write it!” and it really IS good practice to be doing it again myself. They say that people who write down their food lose like 50% more than people who don’t write it down, and I can see why. It does make a difference. I am about to put something in my mouth, and I think, “Do I realllllly want to write this down?” and I think twice.

Workout With Boot, etc etc etc!

IMG_0650I went to my trainer this morning and told me, in a post-BL fervor, to kick my butt. He laughed. I showed him my boot and he was like, that’s no problem. So we did a workout that was very heavy on the arms (watch out Michelle Obama!) and other on-the-floor stuff. I did do some medicine ball twisting and pivoting from standing position, as well as some 3-lb barbell things that seemed to go on forever. Then, for a cardio portion, he had me lying on my back doing these bicycle moves. With the heavy boot on this was hard. But I felt like I was doing SOMEthing, you know? I wasn’t sweating as copiously as I do when I do a 5k run, but it was certainly way better than nothing.

This afternoon, my ankle was hurting more than yesterday. It worried me a little bit, so I took the boot off and iced it a while. That helped. Maybe when I go back on Friday I will do no standing whatsoever.

Today I got a bunch of training materials, including an online class I have to take, in preparation for my WW leader training in a few weeks. It’s a LOT of detail but I am excited to learn it. I also need to start following The Momentum Plan exactly (this is also a requirement) in the weeks leading up to the training.  This is also a good thing, because I have been sort of winging it in my maintenance and I think I’m going to have to be more focused now that I’m using a lot fewer activity points. (ie burning fewer calories)

It is the perfect time for me to take up a new challenge, and what better than the Biggest Loser challenge? (see button on right) I decided to go ahead and join this. Here are the elements of the challenge:

1. Decide to do it!!! Follow the blog so we know who we should be supporting with comments and encouragement. (CHECK!)
2. Set some goals- make sure you set a least one non- scale related goal!
  • Lose 10 lbs (I am hoping I can do this in 15 weeks or however long the season is, it’s less than 1 lb/week)
  • Lose some inches (I will measure myself tomorrow) – I have no idea what is a reasonable amount. 10″ overall??
  • Be able to run another 5k IF my ankle allows (please please cross fingers for this)
  • Umm…. I have to think of some other ones.
3. Make a conscious effort to exercise every Tuesday!!! Double points if you workout during the show! (I will work out before the show, but not during – I’m too busy liveblogging!)
4. Weigh-in once a week. Whenever you choose. Tuesday (the day of Biggest Loser) are great!! (OKAY)
5. Take a picture of yourself and your measurements, post it on your blog if you want. (WILL DO. You can see the pic above, I know it isn’t very clear.)
6. Make sure to give your fellow challengers plenty of encouragement every day! (I can do that!)
7. At the end of the season take a final photo of yourself! (for our final reveal) OK
8. The “winner” will be the person who loses the highest percentage of body weight. (I know for sure I am not going to win this but I still think it will be good for me to participate. I am excited in fact)
I know I sorta pooped out on my last couple of challenges but I think this time of being, er, “differently-abled,” is a good time to really focus on the food things, to keep active and just stay in the game.

Weighing In Mess

I got an email from the WW people saying that my monthly official weigh-in was overdue (it’s taking me a while to understand the rules here) so I thought I’d check out a meeting out here in the Midwest. Found one just a mile from my hotel.

Now this is the deal with Lifetime. You are eligible for free meetings if you are no more than 2 lbs over your Goal Weight. (the weight you were at when achieving LT).  At my last weigh-in, I was almost two pounds UNDER. So today, I was 1.8 lbs over THAT weight, which meant I was .4 lb over my GOAL. (also, the clothes I am wearing are easily .4 heavier than my normal weigh-in outfit) And the weigher tsk-tsked at me and said, “Hmm, 1.8 up. Well, you’re on vacation, right?”

It affected me. WOW. Why did I let it affect me? I sat and steamed through the whole meeting (and btw the leader was TERRIFIC, not the same person as the weigher). It made me think, once again, about how sensitive this whole weigh-in thing is. People who do this can seriously throw people off.  When I do this at my job, I really try to be as positive as possible, as encouraging as I can.

I really liked the meeting, which was about restaurant eating. Speaking of restaurants, my daughter took me to this GREAT place last night. It was so uber-healthy and delicious! You basically go to this huge vegetable bar, load up your bowl, add some protein (if you want) and they stir fry it up and bring it to your table. You have total control of portions, ingredients, etc. It was incredibly yummy.

Anyway, back to the meeting. The leader had everyone fold up their nametags (good way to have people not walking around with tags on all day) and she did a drawing for a prize. The woman next to me said she does this every week. I’ll have to remember this. It was fun – she gave away a journal. I wonder if she gets these things in bulk or whatever, but I thought it was a great idea.

I came back to my hotel for breakfast. They have this free buffet thing with a decent assortment. I headed straight for the hot egg mcmuffin (actually a mcBagel thing). Definitely  not the best choice but I was still all messed up from the stupid weigh in. WHY? And why did it make me make a “bad” choice? I didn’t just have one, but two. (OK, two HALVES so I guess one whole bagel!) NOT a big deal in and of itself, but the fact that I was eating out of pure emotion. Hmmm.

Then after breakfast I was too full to go work out. But I’m not in the mood for hotel gym right now. I’m going to go to that Nia class again. I am hoping it will help calm me down.

Interesting what a crazy cycle it all is. If I had weighed-in at home, I would have felt perfectly HAPPY with my weight, which is just FINE. But that offhand little comment/facial expression whatever, just threw me. It THREW ME ACROSS THE ROOM. It made me eat all emotionally. How stupid is that? Or how…? I don’t know. I’m just feeling all discombobulated right now and I could really use some spacey music (or maybe some geriatric lavender aromatherapy, hm Mizfit?) to calm me down.

Shock: CAN I Trust Myself?

Wow. So I just got on the scale for the first time in a week. I was nervous. I was so nervous. In fact, I had worked myself up into a total lather, convinced that I had gained ten pounds while on vacation.  I told myself, it’s okay if you gained ten pounds. You’ll work it off. It will be okay. But really it would not have felt okay.

And guess what? I weigh exactly the same – TO THE OUNCE! – that I weighed last week. I couldn’t believe it. I had been telling myself all KINDS of crazy stories in my head. I was convinced it had all gone to hell in a handbasket.

It was an interesting exercise in trust. I did not trust myself. Not one bit. And I was completely insecure without my scale.

I couldn’t tell if I was eating too much or just right. (I never worry about eating too little, ha!) I did have birthday cake. I ate more cheese – fancy shmancy cheese- than ever.  I did have a lot more wine than usual. (normally my max is about one glass a week, and I think I was averaging more like one a day) I went out to eat. I didn’t exercise as much as usual. But I was “active.” (splashing around in the river, a bit of canoeing, some walking, and two runs)

I’m just sitting here right now going, “Huh. WOW.”

Can I reallllllllly trust myself?

Along these lines, I have signed up for an interesting site along with a friend of mine. Basically, it uses monetary incentive to stick to a goal. It’s called Stikk. Their motto is:

Having a goal is easy. Turning that goal into an accomplishment…THAT takes commitment. We know you’re ready, so Put A Contract Out On Yourself!

The concept is, you make a goal and then put a monetary value on it.  If you don’t reach your goal, your money goes to the charity of your choice. You can also choose an anti-charity, ie if you don’t reach your goal, your money goes to a charity that you vehemently do NOT support (ie Sarah Palin!). (I find that much more motivating)

I signed up and put my goal down as maintaining my weight for the next 12 weeks. The first six went okay, but can I really maintain for three more months?

They’ve been sending me emails for days, nudging me to report in on how my goal is doing. I was thrilled (AND shocked) to report that I’d actually accomplished my goal for this week.

I really have no idea how that happened.


A Little Nervous Without My Scale

I’ve been on vacation, celebrating my birthday in high style, since last Friday. Up here on the river, it’s mostly been a very blissful experience, floating about on the water, visiting with friends, eating well, and generally feeling very happy. Yesterday I went for a good run. But I’m feeling a little bit nervous because I don’t know what all this celebrating is meaning for my weight.

I know one friend who brings her scale with her wherever she goes. I actually considered that – we drove up in two cars, so there was plenty of room – but I resisted. But being without it has made me realize how I rely on it to keep on track. I know, I know, there is the whole “throw your scale away!” contingent out there. I realize that I’m not ready to do it. I actually HAVE been known to gain as much as 5 lbs (more?) in a week. And if that happens, I’ll deal with it. But I do think that knowing, on a daily basis, if it has crept up one or two, really does help keep me accountable.

I’m just… curious. On the day of my big birthday party, we had lots of good food. Including cake. I didn’t go WILD but I was nibbling a lot through the day. I had one piece of cake (it was goooooooooood) and luckily for me, we finished it off in one sitting so there were no leftovers.  Last night we went out to dinner. Tonight we’re going to a birthday celebration for my cousin-in-law, who is also staying up here for vacation. I just don’t know what the cumulative effect of all of this is.

It makes me relieved that now that I am a Lifetime member of WW which means I only have to weigh in once a month instead of once a week. I am confident that I’ll be able to get back into range by next month. But if it was a weekly situation, probably not. (sigh) HOW unfair is it that it’s so easy to gain 3-5 pounds in a week, and almost impossible to lose the same?

I guess I will find out when we go home on Friday.  Meanwhile, I’m wondering.

Eileen Fisher Made Me Fat

TK-P0547-GRAPHITESeveral  years ago, I began wearing Eileen Fisher clothing. At the time, I was ecstatic to find elegant, well-made clothes. They were comfortable, and flowing and I felt like they disguised my larger size. For many years it was pretty much all I wore. They are expensive, but I had a few pieces that were the staples of my entire wardrobe. I had one size L black pants with elastic waist and that was my uniform, paired with big boxy tops, or if I was feeling super daring, a cami paired with a big boxy jacket (LOL). I felt comfortable, and grateful that I didn’t have to look totally awful even if I was overweight.

The problem was that I had NO idea how my “clothes were fitting.” I could gain 25 lbs without having ANY IDEA of it, because those black elastic pants pretty much always fit. They probably would even fit me now. I didn’t really have any zippered pants other than some pretty large jeans, but even those depressed me when they got tight. So I avoided the scale, kept wearing elastic pants, didn’t know how fat I was getting AND really never had any sense of fullness when I was eating. Because that elastic could expand, and expand, and expand….

I’ve been reading lately how important it is to pretty much always wear nonstretch, zippered or buttoned clothing. For two reasons – so that you know what size your body is, and so that you can tell how full you are getting. These two concepts really meant nada to me for many years. I just wanted to be “comfortable.” But I had no idea how dangerous that comfort was.

Today I am wearing some pants that I bought recently. They are a tad snug because they went through the dryer for the first time this week. And I’m glad, because they are a reminder to me, as I go throughout my day, that I do not want them getting any more snug. I want them to fit, and hopefully, get a little looser over time.

I never really “got” this thing about elastic pants before. But I do now, and the only elastic I’ll wear now is for workout clothes. Oh, and I bought a new Eileen Fisher “pencil skirt” last week – size EXTRA SMALL (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and it looks pretty darn good. 🙂

PS. You have to realize that E.F. sizes their clothing HUGE, if *I* am wearing an Extra Small! But I’m not complaining.

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I watched the 2nd episode of Dance Your Ass Off last night. On one hand, I liked it a lot (I love disco!!!!!) but on the other hand I liked it less. I noticed that my heart about JUMPED OUT of my chest when I saw a 10-second promo for the upcoming Biggest Loser Season! Woo!

But something about lasts night’s DYAO just seemed… sad to me. I can’t explain it. The psycho crybaby made me very uncomfortable, and I wished she’d gone home. Although I did like the way they all banded together and hauled the tempting “bad” food out to the trash. Good move, but I hated the tantrum that preceded it. She just made me super uneasy.

Also: I was trying to figure out WHY I liked that Lisa Ann Walter judge so much. (the middle one) I felt like I knew her realllly well but did could not place her. I love her but I don’t know why. Well last night I checked her out on IMDB and realized that she (many many pounds ago!) played the housekeeper character “Chessy” on the Parent Trap movie.  She was so super awesome in that movie, and we must have watched it over a hundred times. But she is way skinnier now and that’s why I didn’t recognize her. I’d love to hear her story. So sad about that movie – Natasha Richardson is tragically gone, and Lindsay Lohan is… well, Lindsay Lohan. That was one of the prime kid movies of our daughters’ growing up time. We know much of it by heart.

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