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Weight Loss Monday~Week 6

Published October 8, 2012 by Malia

Tonight I have no pictures and no update.  I’ll have both next week, but this week I’m still processing this whole diabetes thing.  Granted, I’ll probably still be processing in a week, and even several weeks after that.

I’ve started keeping a food journal.  I’ve found it’s easier to do if I take the journal with me when I go eat, and write down before I eat.  I’m also working to eat veggies and drink more water.  I really, really don’t like vegetables.  Seriously, I like spinach and green beans (which I’m not sure are a veggie, because they’re a bean and I’m thinking they’re mostly sugar, but I could be wrong).  I like some veggies if they’re cooked in soup or on pizza.  However, the list is really, super small.  Turns out, if you’re diabetic, veggies are kinda important.  Also, I’ve never liked drinking water.  Lucky me, that’s another thing that’s important for me to consume now.

I’m not complaining, I’m just processing.

Weight Loss Monday~Week 5

Published October 1, 2012 by Malia

Week 5 128 lbs. to go!

Yes, I gained 2 Lbs.

But…

The shirt I’m wearing is an XL.

This is the first shirt I’ve gotten that’s not a 2XL in over a year.

XL is way better than 2XL

Also, let’s take a moment to admire my t-shirt.

Epic & Awesome!

Also, I now write in blue.

Blue is cool.

Let’s recap…
1. Blue is cool.
2. My shirt is fantastic!
3. I may have gained 2 lbs., but I’m in a smaller size!
Win!

Also…

Don’t Blink

Weight Loss Monday ~ Week 4: The Good, The Bad, and The Meh

Published September 24, 2012 by Malia

Good news or bad news first.  Hmmmm….well….let’s get the negative stuff out of the way.

Bad news: I didn’t lose any weight this week.

Good news:  I didn’t gain any weight.

I’ve got a myriad of excuses, but I’d rather not resort to them.  I think my plateau is mainly due to the fact that I was lazy last week, and chose to be completely unhealthy over the weekend.  And by “unhealthy,” I mean, “I ate and drank quite a bit more than I worked out.” Amazing how that whole skipping an exercise can totally screw with losing weight.  However, I still refuse to give up.  I’m just starting my fourth week, and to be honest I’m just happy that I’ve stuck with it this long.  I really want to get out 3 months, six months, even a year and be able to look back and go “I’m smaller than I was!”

I’ve been reading this blog, written by a self-proclaimed “fat” woman over the last year, and I’ve found it really interesting.  Unlike me, she’s not all about trying to lose the weight.  Instead, she wants to work towards people having fat acceptance.  She’s encourages her readers to be proud of themselves and their size.  Honestly, I wish I could be brave like that.  Sometimes I really struggle to remind myself that I am so much more than what the tag in my jeans say.

So, here I go into week 4!  (That sounds cheesy.  That’s okay, though, sometimes life needs cheese.)

Also, since there wasn’t any change in the weight, I’m choosing to not post my mugshots this week.

 

Weight Loss Monday~Week 3 Pt. 2

Published September 18, 2012 by Malia

I was running really late last night, and didn’t manage to write a complete post.  I mentioned that it wasn’t the greatest week in terms of exercise, but I was surprised when I weighed myself today.


I was talking with my mom this weekend and she mentioned that she got a kick out of my mugshots.  Immediately, my brain kicked into  panic mode trying to figure out what she meant.  Turns out, she was referring to the pictures I’ve been uploading every week.  One to the front, and one to the side.  That got me to thinking about the fact that she wasn’t far off the mark, calling them “mugshots.”   When you’re severely overweight, the weight really is a prison.  You can’t wear the things you want to wear (although, thanks to stores like Torrid, there’s much more tasteful clothing than there used to be).  You can’t always go places, because you don’t fit in the car for the carpool.  You avoid being in photographs, because it’s just another reminder of how fat you are.  You tend to avoid active sports, because you’re so self-conscious about how much your body is going to jiggle.  You may even avoid hanging out with friends who are slender because they seem to constantly bring up the fact that they need to lose weight.  Believe me there’s a big difference between 5 or 10 pounds and 105 or 110 pounds.  I know it’s probably terrible of me, but sometimes I think it would be good if everyone in the world started out life massively overweight, just so there’d be more equality and understanding of how hard this really is.

Okay, I’m done venting, and I’m back on track with eating right and working out!

 

 

Weight Loss Monday~Week 3 Pt. 1

Published September 17, 2012 by Malia

Okay, so there’s a fuller post full coming, but it’ll not be up until a little while later (probably early tomorrow afternoon).  I just wanted to make sure I got some sort of post up.  This last week was a good week, but a lousy week when it came to exercise and weight loss.  I don’t know what I weigh at the moment, but I definitely feel that this was a week that I gained.  I definitely feel I lost some ground, but I’m not giving up.  Sure, I had a rotten week, but that doesn’t mean that this next week will be.

Weight Loss Monday~Week 2

Published September 10, 2012 by Malia

I worked out!  I lost weight!  I even ate vegetables (real ones, not imaginary).   Now it’s gonna get tough.  See, I’ve noticed that whenever I try to lose weight the first week is always the most feel good week for me.  I worked out five of the last seven days.  I logged 99,841  intentional steps over the last week.  5 pounds of weight loss may not seem like much, but I’m happy anytime I lose over 1 pound.  Here’s looking forward to the next week.  (Also, I’ve fought with the placement of these photos for the better part of 20 minutes, and it’s not getting any better, so I apologize for the weird placement.)

Weight Loss Monday

Published September 3, 2012 by Malia

Okay, here’s the deal.  Since I’ve made a goal for myself of blogging something everyday, I’ve come to the conclusion that it might make  my goal easier to accomplish if I come up with daily themes.  Thus far I have questions on Fridays, happy lists on Sunday, but the rest of the week is hit or miss.

I finally decided that, because I’m back exercising, I need to keep myself accountable about my exercising.  However, I really, really hate exercise.  I always finish feeling defeated and miserable.  Apparently, other people do not share this feeling.  Either that, or people who say, “I love how great I feel after I work out.” are lying.

You know who else needs to lose weight and hates exercise?  Garfield!  Okay, so he’s a cat in a comic strip.  That doesn’t change the fact that when it comes to this issue we’ve got something in common.  That’s why I’m choosing to make Mondays my accountability to the world day.  Not a terribly exciting post, but it will hopefully inspire me to get my butt out of the chair and work out every day.

So, here I go.

A requirement I’m making of myself for this whole accountability thing, is posting pictures of my progress.  I think this is important, because I’m really camera shy.  I’m usually the one volunteering to take photos, because I don’t want to see myself.  This is a sad state of affairs.  I have few recorded images of myself with my friends.  I need to get over this, and what better way than sharing my journey/struggle with the public.  The photos below mark the beginning of my first week back of exercising, and how far I have to go.

Week 1

133 lbs. to go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

So, there you have it.  It ain’t pretty, but it will be.

Pardon my pity party, it’ll get out of the way in a minute.

Published August 29, 2012 by Malia

Y’know that joke about the middle-aged woman who looks in the mirror and thinks, “Who’s this old lady?  Where did she come from?”  That’s how I feel when I look in a mirror.  Except, I think, “Where did all this fat come from, and why won’t it go away?”

I know I haven’t always made the wisest eating choices, and that’s where quite a bit of the flab has come from.  Still, ever since I’ve started trying to be more careful and work out on a more regular basis, I find the mirror a frustrating thing.  I want to look in the mirror and at least feel like it looks like I’m trying.  Instead, I feel like I’m preparing to audition for The Blob.  

I envy other girls.  I envy them their long legs, slender waists, and their hair that sometimes does what it’s supposed to do.

Honestly, I feel like a failure as a girl.  It seems that the harder I try to be feminine the more epic the failure is.

I’ve been a late bloomer in so many areas of my life, maybe this is just another one.  Maybe my awkward teenage years actually hit in my 20’s.  Perhaps my 30’s will be for me what the 20’s have been for everyone else.

Pity party now done.

I Am Not My Size

Published August 7, 2012 by Malia

I am not fat.

My body is fat.

This mortal shell that holds my soul has enough flubber for Robin Williams to make a sequel.  Unfortunately, when I look in a mirror or see a photo of myself I don’t easily see anything beyond the flab.  Due to this, I hide from cameras (or volunteer to take the picture so there’s no actual record of me looking the way I do.)  I’m working to change this, though.

This summer I’ve made a giant effort to work out on a regular, almost daily schedule.  I’ve also taken to wearing some tops that up until this year I never would’ve considered wearing.  Mostly, this was due to the fact that it’s been so beastly hot here in Nebraska, the idea of wearing t-shirts has been overwhelming.  So, some really cute camis were purchased from Torrid, and I’ve even worn them out in public.  More than that, I’ve even taking some pictures of myself in some of them gasp!.   I’d post them, but I’ve not worked myself up to be that brave yet.

I will lose the weight.  It’s just taking time.  I wish it wasn’t so frustrating, but I suppose the frustration is what will make it worth it.