1 Week = 3 Pounds

Another week has come and gone- good, bad, fun, tiring, and all of the other possible emotions. As far as weight loss goes, I only got down 3 lbs- lame. Hubby lost 7- dang I hate men and weight loss.
As he and I talk more and more about getting pregnant, I'm more and more excited and terrified all at the same time. While I'm really excited about being a mommy and getting to decorate a nursery- I'm terrified of gaining weight and being huge- again. My goal is to actually lose weight (fat) while I'm pregnant. That way, the only weight I gain will be baby-related.
Anyway, since last week's chicken broth thing didn't work nearly as well as any strickly-mia diets I've been on, I'm done with it. Mia has always been there for me, always made me the way I want to be, and has never failed me. It just proves that I need to return to what I know.

Well, I figured out why I'm not losing weight. I was only down a few tenths of a pound this morning- then my monthly friend came to visit. I've been so tired and have hurt so bad all day that it really sucked. All I wanted to do was come home, spend time with my hubby and relax. Sounds easy, right?
Not exactly. I talked to him at 3pm. It's now 8:30 and he's just on his way. I asked him to bring some food over (cause I'm always dying for nutrients on my first day, and I consider it a freebie). So he says that he'll bring pepperoni pizza. Apparently after almost 6 years together he hasn't figured out that I don't like pepperoni. Awesome.
Do you ever feel like you're the only one that is considerate of other people? I know I do. It was just like at Christmas. I had family visiting- so I made sure that they (all 3 of them), plus my husband, plus even the dog had a nice stocking full of little gifts. No one thought to put anything in mine. Thanks guys.
I know that it's just a period pity party, but if there was ever a place I could rant, it's here. I hate feeling fat, and I hate feeling uncared for- and right now I'm feeling both.
Here's hoping to a better night.

Worried....

It's now 9:23 pm and I've only had 3 hours of sleep since 6am yesterday when I got up for work. After 8+ hours of work, I came home, collected my stuff, got the dog ready, drove 30 mins, dropped off the dog at a friend's house, went to the store to get a gift, went to a going away dinner (argh, dinners), drank too much, went to bed at 1am, got up at 4am, served aboard the USS Missouri (awesome stuff), got cleaned up, met with my mentor, picked up the dog, went to the pet store, then finally drove the 30+ minutes back home. Ohhhhh, I'm exhausted.
After last night's dinner (my friend is like the greatest cook ever), drinking, and then having a hotdog on the ship, I'm so scared about what the scale is going to read tomorrow morning. Not to mention, considering how my legs and feet feel right now after standing for like 10 hours straight, I'm not looking forward to work tomorrow.
Hmmm, now it's 9:33 and the puppy and I are going to pass out. Good night all.

VOGging it up

Unfortunately, this day did not start off well at all. While many busy cities around the world have SMOG, we on this island have VOG- or volcanic ash that makes it's way from the erupting Mauna Loa volcano and floats it's way over to my house and window. I hate it! I was up early with a headache, then got up and weighed myself to find that I'd only dropped .8 lbs after my first day of my liquid diet. Lame!
I finally got into work a few hours late, and that wasn't too bad. I was happy to get a lot of things done and I did really good with not being tempted by food (even though the brownies at the coffee shop looked amazing!).
Another nice part of today was being able to be open and talk to one of my friends about my ED. I keep my ED very secret, but somehow told him about it one night when we were wasted. He's got his own secret that I keep, so I know he understands the need to be able to talk to someone. It was just nice, ya know?
Well, here's hoping that tomorrow's scale is a little better than today's. Good night all!

Friends found!

Another Monday has come and gone. I did great at work and only had liquids all day. Now I'm home and I totally ate too much- 2 cheeseburgers with avocado and mayo, and an apple with peanut butter. Granted, I got rid of all of it, but the peanut butter is killing my throat right now. It's like, I know peanut butter isn't easy to purge, but it just tastes so good so it's like I forget. Argh. So- tomorrow it's back to liquids. I'm going to beat my husband at our challenge for sure this week! Not to mention- I'm gonna look great when my mom comes!
On a great side note, i finally found a forum- a REAL forum- no fakers, no wannas, just us real ED girls. It feels great to be able to talk to others- not to mention it's great to not be the only one talking and I can just listen for a while.

Another week starts tomorrow....

Well, another weekend is done and tomorrow is Monday morning. I'm looking forward to another week- work makes it easy to "forget to eat" and the chow hall isn't exactly all that appealing. Plus, (excitingly!) I went to Costco today and bought a huge thing of chicken noodle soup and a whole case of chicken broth. My plan for this week is to only keep down those two items- anything else I eat will need to go. I've seen from friends who were sick that doctors will have them (at least) eat chicken broth, because it's a clear liquid, goes through the system faster, and the sodium is a good electrolyte to keep energy up. Best of all? There's only 20 calories per can! To make things a little easier, the week I talked my husband into a weight-loss challenge. The challenge is this- whoever looses the most weight this week wins! The loser has to do all the driving where ever we go next weekend (something neither of us want to do). Of course, he doesn't know about my alternative eating habits, but that would just cause more issues than anything else.
Anyone else want to get in on it? This morning I was still 178, so we'll see how much I can drop in a week!

It has begun!

This morning I was 178, so I'm happy that the numbers have started going down. Yesterday was a great day- I'm getting ready to move so my husband and I went to pick out paint colors and other things. We decided to go get some yummy food at California Pizza kitchen, then walked around the mall, and went to see a movie. We saw Sherlock Holmes, not to bad. The popcorn was the best!
All in all, only about a 10th of what I ate was able to have any affect on my body- so I'm saying that was the 2-3ish lb drop. I'm looking forward to seeing it go below 170 now!
So, one of the things that's great to help you stay motivated is to remind yourself why you want/need to lose the weight, right? I've got plenty of reasons! Firstly, while the rest of the world is all cuddled up in sweaters and jackets, I live in Hawaii- land of bikinis. Enough said. Secondly, my mother is coming to visit next month- my mother the size 6 who doesn't approve of any extra weight on her children and will be the first to tell me. Lastly (and, yes, I know that this is a Catch-22), my husband and I have decided to stop "being careful" and let a baby happen if God decides that it's time. I DO NOT want to be a fat prego lady!
Anyway, I've got cheese sticks waiting for me! TTFN!