Just a quick check in to say that I am dreading my scale upon my return. I may well be back at or higher than my starting weight. I came back to my college town after 8 years (my sister lives here and just had my first nephew) and now I'm sitting around just eating all of my memories. NBD.
One Bright Spot: I decided to go shopping. I finally bought clothing for the size I am right now. I figured that I wasn't doing myself any favors by fat shaming myself every morning.
Here's hoping my daily confidence will feed my commitment and I will climb back on to that wagon with only minor inches for my troubles.
Check my instagram pics for updates on my time here.
Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Saturday, February 4, 2017
Not Another Subscription!! (but also, what the hell is your plan)
I love to find new weight-loss programs. Like, seriously, love it!!! I hear a tale of super results and then launch an all out attack on Pinterest and Google, scouring every crevice of the internet for success stories, Before and After photos, and any shred of evidence that this seemingly miraculous program could be the exact thing I've been waiting for to stop looking like Violet Beauregarde after she gorged on Wonka's blueberries (I get how dirty that sounds, and I'm standing by it).
This time is really no different. Well, it's a little different. I'm still looking for the just-right combination that will work for me, but this time I'm trying not to go broke in the process. I'm planning a wedding, damnit! And the way my bank account is set up...
Enter: Weight Watchers
Enter: Orange Theory. I think so. Maybe. TBD.
I actually started WW back in Novemeber. The week before Thanksgiving. Because, you know, I'm smart. Needless to say, it has been a bit of an up and down hill battle for the past few months. Though, with no exercise and several bad weeks, I've managed to lose 5 lbs. Here are my stats (because if you are like me, these REALLY matter to you when reading other people's stories- is her body like mine, does she get my struggle??)
Age: 32
Height: 5'0"
Starting Weight: 150.8 llbs (size 12)
Lowest Adult Weight: 118 lbs (size 2)
Goal Weight: 125 lbs (size 4)- 25 lbs total
Current Weight: 145.6 lbs
I feel pretty good about this so far. Wine is still my boo and I get to still enjoy most of my faves with little guilt if I play it smart and plan ahead.
So, that's one magic pill that does seem to be worth ingesting. Minus the pill part.
Also, I just gave Orange Theory a try, to add some kind of workout into the mist. For those not up on your bougie boutique trends, Orange Theory is a high end (read: expensive to an ungodly degree but sworn to lead to uncanny results). It's an hour long class that splits your time between treadmill sprints, rowing machines and weight training.
The premise is that you want to be in the "orange zone", which, I think, is like 86% of your maximum heart rate or something like that, for at least 12 minutes. They tell you that, if you meet that metric, you will continue burning about 50% of your total calories burned for the next 36 hours.
It was a killer! Everything hurts now and it was strangely fun. This class went super fast and the coach was really motivating. For a moment, I was nearly convinced that I enjoyed working out. Miracle of miracles!!!
Then the kick to the groin came. Banging bodies in NYC do not come cheap and this is no exception. You are definitely in the hundreds for any given package as long as you come more than once ever. But I must admit, the temptation is totally there.
However, I've purchased sooooooooo many subscriptions and paid sooooooo many cancellation fees. I'm a bit weary of going down that road again.
So, new plan! Even though it will cost me more in the short-term, I'm going to try it out a few more times at drop-in rate only. If I can successfully attend at least 10 classes over the next few weeks, I will sign up. Otherwise, no dice!!!
Fingers, toes and eyes crossed that this works out.
Enter: Weight Watchers
Enter: Orange Theory. I think so. Maybe. TBD.
I actually started WW back in Novemeber. The week before Thanksgiving. Because, you know, I'm smart. Needless to say, it has been a bit of an up and down hill battle for the past few months. Though, with no exercise and several bad weeks, I've managed to lose 5 lbs. Here are my stats (because if you are like me, these REALLY matter to you when reading other people's stories- is her body like mine, does she get my struggle??)
Age: 32
Height: 5'0"
Starting Weight: 150.8 llbs (size 12)
Lowest Adult Weight: 118 lbs (size 2)
Goal Weight: 125 lbs (size 4)- 25 lbs total
Current Weight: 145.6 lbs
I feel pretty good about this so far. Wine is still my boo and I get to still enjoy most of my faves with little guilt if I play it smart and plan ahead.
So, that's one magic pill that does seem to be worth ingesting. Minus the pill part.
Also, I just gave Orange Theory a try, to add some kind of workout into the mist. For those not up on your bougie boutique trends, Orange Theory is a high end (read: expensive to an ungodly degree but sworn to lead to uncanny results). It's an hour long class that splits your time between treadmill sprints, rowing machines and weight training.
The premise is that you want to be in the "orange zone", which, I think, is like 86% of your maximum heart rate or something like that, for at least 12 minutes. They tell you that, if you meet that metric, you will continue burning about 50% of your total calories burned for the next 36 hours.
It was a killer! Everything hurts now and it was strangely fun. This class went super fast and the coach was really motivating. For a moment, I was nearly convinced that I enjoyed working out. Miracle of miracles!!!
Then the kick to the groin came. Banging bodies in NYC do not come cheap and this is no exception. You are definitely in the hundreds for any given package as long as you come more than once ever. But I must admit, the temptation is totally there.
However, I've purchased sooooooooo many subscriptions and paid sooooooo many cancellation fees. I'm a bit weary of going down that road again.
So, new plan! Even though it will cost me more in the short-term, I'm going to try it out a few more times at drop-in rate only. If I can successfully attend at least 10 classes over the next few weeks, I will sign up. Otherwise, no dice!!!
Fingers, toes and eyes crossed that this works out.
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Shredding for the Wedding (or really refusing to buy bigger pants)
So I'm back!
For those that don't know I left: I started a blog a few years about moving to Spain, that basically degenerated into a bunch of drunken rants about travel and pintxos. It was pretty cool, if I do say so myself. But once I left Spain, I was hard pressed to believe that anyone cared about me living on my friend's couch in NY, so the blog petered into non-existence, as all good New Year's resolutions do.
But now I'm back!
I'm still in NY, but not living on a couch. Still working in education, but for more than 12 hours a week (now 12 hours a day. FML). Still drunkenly ranting, but now bemoaning how that's adding an inch a day to my waistline while I start prepping my body to squeeze into a wedding dress like some sort of stuffed sausage.
Joder!
Basically, this came about because I am Type A as shit and working in charter schools has me all, "I need accountability and clear metrics of success or I am doomed to fail and all of the children of the world will fail because I'm a failure that never set a clear vision of excellence for myself like failures do!"
Don't worry. I have a therapist for these issues.
However, I do think it'd be cool to track all the crazy in the process and invite some folks to watch me like a fucking zoo animal and critique my ability to stay on track.
So begins the process.
For some back story, in all the drunken shenanigans of Spain, I still managed to lose an insane 40lbs. I couldn't really speak the language so I spent a lot of time at the gym and, thanks to their culture, eating on very small plates. I also learned to feel like Cersei whenever I tried to eat on the go, so that limited my mindless snacking like whoa.
For those that don't know I left: I started a blog a few years about moving to Spain, that basically degenerated into a bunch of drunken rants about travel and pintxos. It was pretty cool, if I do say so myself. But once I left Spain, I was hard pressed to believe that anyone cared about me living on my friend's couch in NY, so the blog petered into non-existence, as all good New Year's resolutions do.
But now I'm back!
I'm still in NY, but not living on a couch. Still working in education, but for more than 12 hours a week (now 12 hours a day. FML). Still drunkenly ranting, but now bemoaning how that's adding an inch a day to my waistline while I start prepping my body to squeeze into a wedding dress like some sort of stuffed sausage.
Joder!
Basically, this came about because I am Type A as shit and working in charter schools has me all, "I need accountability and clear metrics of success or I am doomed to fail and all of the children of the world will fail because I'm a failure that never set a clear vision of excellence for myself like failures do!"
Don't worry. I have a therapist for these issues.
However, I do think it'd be cool to track all the crazy in the process and invite some folks to watch me like a fucking zoo animal and critique my ability to stay on track.
So begins the process.
For some back story, in all the drunken shenanigans of Spain, I still managed to lose an insane 40lbs. I couldn't really speak the language so I spent a lot of time at the gym and, thanks to their culture, eating on very small plates. I also learned to feel like Cersei whenever I tried to eat on the go, so that limited my mindless snacking like whoa.
So I came back with this hot bod of 120 lbs:
Which I was actually able to maintain for over 2 years!!! Theeeeeen, cut to my new swanky job where I am school administrator strapped to my desk for most of the day and eating to forget that I have no windows, so now I look like this:
Damnit!
So now I'm dragging whoever is reading this along, in my quest back to my 'Before' picture and hope this helps me in getting there. Also, you guys are always up on the cool recipes and shit. Stop hoarding and start sharing!
Consider this blog my cry for help!
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