Scale Surprises!

How many of you all have done this? "Oh! I lost ___ lbs, well I certainly deserve a treat!" BAD!

I shouldn't be yelling at you though, because I am extremely guilty of doing this.

I decided a few days ago that I am going to try to stay away from wheat products. I am highly allergic to grass, and since wheat is a form of grass, I figure it couldn't be good for my stomach/insides. NOTE: I am not going carb-free!! Still eating fruit, and potatoes, etc.. So far it's been 4 days. I can't really tell if I feel any differently, but I heard it takes 1-2 weeks to really feel a change. I haven't gotten on the scale in weeks because honestly, I've been feeling pretty chunky. You know that phase where all you can fit into is sweatpants or leggings, but you have to wear a really baggy shirt to hide your love handles? Yeah, that's where I'm at right now. Last night I wore jeans to my uncle's birthday party and all I wanted to do was open the button so that my FUPA could breathe. (If you don't know what a FUPA is, please look it up.)

I didn't eat too bad at the party. Had a decent amount of cheese, fruit, veggies and shrimp cocktail. Honestly, that was most of what I consumed the whole night. I drank water, and had half a piece of ice cream cake for dessert. Not terrible.

Since I've been feeling pretty pudgy, I decided I should get on the scale this morning, just to see what I'm dealing with here. The screen blinked… 168.5

Wait, what?

Down from 175?

I thought I was just imagining things. I was waiting for the scale to sprout arms and legs and start dancing. "Hahahaha, I was just kidding!"

I should be happy about this, but I'm honestly not. I don't FEEL thinner. I certainly don't look it. I have no idea how this happened. I am going to weigh myself tomorrow morning as well, just to compare.
But to get back to where I started this post… Since I was down so much today, I "rewarded" myself with Burger King. SO BAD! I need to learn how to reward myself with non food items.

Anyway, I hope everyone has a safe, fun and happy new year! Looking forward to making some changes, and being more positive!

End Of Year Review

Since we are coming close to the new year, everyone always reflects on the good and bad that has happened to them over the past 12 months.

My friend and I were talking this morning about how long we've been known each other. We met while both starting NutriSystem last November. It is now 13 months later and we are both in fact, heavier than we were last year. I'm just speaking for myself, but after NutriSystem I did Weight Watchers, then counted calories, then back on Weight Watchers.. and I've GAINED. Do you know how much of a difference I could have made in a YEAR!? I could've completely transformed my body for the better. And the opposite happened. That really, really upsets me.

This is probably the worst I've felt in a while.. physically and mentally.

I'm gonna be brutally honest about why I have such a lack of willpower and why food gives me such anxiety…

This Kind of Blows.

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING BLOG POST CONSISTS OF NO HOLDING BACK DETAILS REGARDING AUNT FLOW, AKA THE RED RIVER, AKA THE CRIMSON WAVE. CONTINUE AT YOUR OWN RISK. GOT IT?

OK, I can't speak for all women obviously, but I get the WORST freaking PMS symptoms. For the entire week before I actually GET my period, I:

- am severely bloated to the point where I look pregnant 

- have food cravings 

- a bottomless pit stomach 

- bad skin

- either sad or mad PMS (I either cry at the drop of a hat, or snap at everyone. I feel like I alternate every month)

- awful, intense nauseating cramps where I don't know whether I want to vomit or faint.

Then when it actually comes, I have the same symptoms just not as intense. The only thing that is consistent, is the bloating. I'm talking like, 5-8 pounds extra of water. That means for every 4 weeks of the month, for 2 of them I am noticeably heavier. That's half the year. For half of every year, until I hit menopause I will look fatter than I actually am. How is that fair?!

"Make sure you drink lots of water!" Um, yeah. ALL I drink is water. 

It's horse shit! It really is. For every other fourteen days, all I want is sweatpants, carbs, a heating pad, and a blanket. How the hell am I supposed to be motivated to work out or eat healthy when I feel like that for HALF MY ADULT LIFE!? UGH!!!!!!!

End rant.

P.S. I'm not using mother nature as an excuse at all. I'm just saying it sucks bloody balls to have that added to the mix of everything. Just sayin'.

Weekend Recap and Proof That I Am Getting Old!

This weekend I ended up being really productive! On Saturday, Mike had to work all day which left me home to entertain myself. Since I can't work out still, I was trying to figure out something I could do to be active besides walk on the treadmill. Well I did some googling and youtubing and found a little ballet workout that was intended for women who just had a baby, so it was pretty low key. I was pretty excited about it, because I did ballet for a while, and on the website there were a couple of different workouts posted. This particular one was about 35 minutes long, and all you needed was a chair to act as the barre :) I was so into it, I even wore my thigh high leg warmers! I definitely thought that I looked like this:

But really I probably looked like this:

Trust me, if I had a tutu, I probably would've worn it too…

Anyway, I did about 10 minutes of the routine and then my dear friend called me. We chatted for a good half an hour and then I went back to the video. By the time I was done, I was actually sweaty and my heart rate was pretty high! (That's also because I'm severely out of shape.)

On Sunday we went to Michael's new gym to paint it before his equipment gets delivered. I painted for a few hours and that's more activity than the Sunday I was planning on having! Well, because it was freezing in the gym, I ended up hurting my back pretty bad. (I'm currently sitting here with an IcyHot patch on my back. Waaahh!) I don't know if it was just from the painting, or the painting/ballet combo I experienced this weekend. I had my physical therapist boss take a look at me and he said my back was "stuck in extension", whatever that means. So now I have to wait til I feel better to do anything else. Awesome.

After painting, we had tickets to the Greatest Chefs of Long Island at Crest Hollow Country Club. It was basically 2 huge rooms set up with different booths of all really popular restaurants. They each had one or 2 mini plates of popular items to sample. Michael had a field day, but I had a hard time because like, 75% of everything was meat. I had one salmon plate, one sushi plate, one risotto, and the rest was all dessert. Oh, you bet I sampled every dessert booth there. Salted caramel gelato = PURE ORGASMIC DELICIOUSNESS.

I was supposed to get my BodyMedia arm band delivered today and was so excited, but it never got taken off the truck and I have to wait another day or 2. Soooo, I'm treating myself to some homemade chocolate chip cookies tonight and watching the original Rudolph. Let's not forget my hot pink, floor length terrycloth robe and fuzzy leopard print blankie. Snooki would be proud.