Weigh-In Day #7: Continuing the Climb

It was another bad week. I’m now at 299.9 pounds. A very symbolic weigh-in. It’s like God is telling me that this is my last chance to turn around and start losing weight again. Or else we all know what’s next: weighing above 300 pounds again.

I still haven’t found the motivation to lose weight again, but I really haven’t been putting in the effort to find motivation either. I have received a lot of great advice from you all, and I will definitely put it to good use at some point, hopefully very very soon.

School has started up again for me so that has added an extra layer of stress to the situation. But life is all about stresses, so I know that I cannot use this as an excuse for not putting in the effort to lose weight.

What’s next? I’m not sure. Hopefully a better week. I guess the first step is to find that motivation again. I know I can find it… I just hope I can stick with it this time.

Weigh-In Day #6: Disappointment

Yes, I met my little mini-goal by not gaining more than a pounds, but this is still extremely disappointing. Obviously, I have no one to blame but myself…no exercise + bad eating = weight gain.

I fear that I have lost motivation completely and that I am inching my way towards falling off the weight loss bandwagon. What to do next…I’m not sure.

Food Hangover

I just woke up about an hour ago, and I have that sinking feeling in my stomach because I’m hungover and totally regretting what I did yesterday.

No, no, not THAT kind of hangover and regret…it’s a food hangover, and that sinking feeling in my stomach is the literal result of eating much too much yesterday. Half of a large buffalo chicken pizzz (with blue cheese dipping sauce), chips and salsa, lobster, the other half of the buffalo chicken pizza (and dipping sauce), and, of course, libations. It’s just been one of those weeks…I can’t fully explain my thought process during this week…I’m guessing it’s just been a general feeling of laziness. A common thought this week has been, “I simply do not care about eating healthy.” I’m still trying to figure out exactly why I don’t care this week, and why this week in particular. I can’t seem to keep my emotions in check…

I guess I’m fully in a rut…here’s to hoping that I can salvage today and Sunday. Unfortunately, my goal this week is not to gain more than a pound. Obviously, this isn’t a very good goal, but this is just temporary until I can end this week and move on to the next week.

So Far So Good

The back-on-track day is going well thus far. Healthy breakfast. Healthy lunch. Sucking down water like it’s my job. Keeping myself busy. Dinner is already planned for tonight, and it sounds like it will be healthy, so I anticipate a good food day.

Since I’m away from home during the day today, I have to exercise this evening, probably around 8:30pm. I’m not a huge fan of working out at this time, but if I have to exercise late in the day in order to get my activity points, then so be it. I’ve heard that exercising late in the day can cause you to have bad sleep…personally, I haven’t had that problem yet. Also, if I had to choose morning or night for working out, I would choose night, because I am definitely not a morning person. But…I really like working out in the morning after I’ve been awake for an hour or two…but that doesn’t really work out with a work schedule.

A new study says that meal replacements aid weight loss. Good to know, actually. During previous diets, I used to eat just Slim-Fast bars and shakes for breakfast and lunch, and it seemed to work. In fact, I think I did this when I lost a lot of weight in 2001. I’ve thought about buying these again, because they are major time-savers, but I will probably lose out on some nutrition. Tough choice…save time or maintain nutrition?

Chugging on toward dinner time…I have good vibes that this will be a good day.

Another Bad Day

Another healthy breakfast and lunch, but a terrible dinner. I don’t know if it was stress this time…I think it was more “I’m lazy, I don’t want to be healthy today” sort of thing. Argh…I’m totally battling my old self these past two weeks. I’m totally fighting the diet thing this week, and I know I shouldn’t be. I’m stuck in a major funk right now. I’m funkdafied, and I want to be de-funkdafied. At least I worked out on the elliptical today…

I gotta have a good rest of the week and weekend, or else I’m predicting a bad, bad weigh-in on Monday. Gotta brainstorm about how I can fight the funk.

I’m A Maniac…

…and I’m eating like I’ve never eaten before. Stress got the best of me today…I ate a healthy breakfast and lunch, but dinner was a disaster. At 2:30pm today, I decided I was too stressed out to care about eating healthy and exercising for the day. I shrugged my shoulders and basically said, whatever…I simply do not care about being healthy tonight.

Of course, I’m totally regretting it now. I went out to eat at a restaurant, I stuffed my face with buffalo tenders, and I chowed down on a bacon cheeseburger and fries to the point where I felt my belly was going to explode all over the bar. Not good. I’ve been told that it is OK to have one bad meal per week…but I don’t think overeating to the point of exploding was what they had in mind.

Stress eating has always been a problem for me. It’s almost like I spend all my energy being stressed that I simply do not care about anything else for the rest of the day. No matter how much progress I have made thus far…it all vanishes when I become stressed. I’m not entirely sure what to do to combat stress…I know a lot of people use exercise for that purpose, but it hasn’t done the trick for me yet. Some people use therapy…not sure if I’m ready for that. What else is there?

I think I need to keep my goals in perspective when I encounter these problems in the future. I know I can’t use food to deal with stress…I have to combat stress in a more conducive manner. I’ll probably be wracking my brain for the next week because of this night. Argh.