I'm not weighing myself. I have been off track for going on three weeks now. I'm estimating that my weight is one fifty-something, but I'm not sure. By some miracle it could be one forty-something, since my pants and skirts are still loose.
My plan is to eventually get back on track, stick with the plan for two weeks, and then weigh. I don't want to weigh right off and discourage myself.
I don't think I ever wrote what I gave up for Lent this year. A co-worker suggested I give up music. I considered that, but I frequently turn off the radio in the car anyway, and I couldn't control music in the gym, at the hairdresser, in stores, etc. so giving up music wasn't really feasible.
Instead I decided to give up TV. Man, oh man, it was hard at first. I had been accustomed to clicking on the television soon after I walked into the house. When I left the living room for the bedroom, the first thing I would do upon entering was click on the bedroom TV. Didn't matter if there was anything watchable on or not, I'd have a TV on. When I was ready to go to sleep, I'd set the sleep timer and fall asleep with it on. The only time I didn't turn it on was in the mornings when I was getting ready for work.
Falling asleep without the TV was hardest. I used it as kind of a brain shut-down time, so the first few days it was hard to sleep. I didn't really miss any shows in particular. My only favorite was The First 48 and I got used to not seeing it. I was allowed to still watch Netflix movies, but not every day. I filled the rest of the time with the internet and reading books.
Now that Lent is over, I'm still not watching TV. It's amazing. When I went to Dallas for Easter, I was constantly turning off my parents' TVs. They have at least one TV on 24/7. During the daytime hours, two TVs are on. Most of the time, no one is looking at them. That's why I'd turn them off. The noise was getting on my nerves. Finally my mother compromised and turned to the digital music channels so the TV could be on, but I was satisfied that it wasn't a complete waste of energy.
When I got back here, I turned on the TV for one episode of Family Guy and turned it back off. Tonight, I watched part of an episode of The Simpsons while I ate dinner and it's off now. I'm going to call Grande (my cable company) and cancel cable. What's the point? I'll miss The First 48 on A&E, but it's on DVD. I'll catch it later. As for falling asleep, I read till I'm sleepy and then turn off the light. My mind doesn't race anymore and the silence doesn't bother me.
I was daydreaming recently about how I would build the perfect boyfriend:
He would --
be a good listener like Brian
be affectionate and all about the PDA like Etch
have a kind heart like Paul
have Officer Do-Right's body
be educated and have a professional career like Chet
be Catholic like ...
Yeah, that's where I stopped and realized I've got to make being a practicing Catholic a priority in the guys I date.
Been wondering where the scale pics are? Well, there are two in my camera and one that ain't happening.
Weigh-in 8 was 143.5 (-.5)
Weigh-in 9 was 143 (-.5)
After that was supposed to be the goal date. Originally it was March 1 at which point I was to have lost 20 pounds (139). I moved it to March 5 since I was weighing in on Wednesdays.
Well, I don't know what happened, but last week was a totally off week for me. I dined out 3 times and didn't bother to make healthy choices. I went to the gym regularly, but it wasn't enough to combat my poor eating. Then I made a cake for work on Sunday. Of course, I had to eat some and ended up eating three pieces. I haven't been to the gym since Sunday. A student worker brought cookies and brownies today and of course I ate some. Dinner Monday was a fatty bowl of chili from Jason's Deli and tonight was fried chicken. Ugh.
I don't know what the problem is. Anyway, I weighed this morning. 145 -- which in the grand scheme of things isn't that bad. At any rate, I didn't take a picture of it. Didn't feel up to it.
I think I'm going to go ahead and take the rest of the week off from the gym. But I've got to get my eating back on track. I picked the wrong week to be unhealthy: my niece is coming to town Sunday through Thursday and I know she's going to want to eat junk. I'm going to try my best to not join her and I'll definitely be hitting the gym every day.
Pics of WI 8 & 9 to be posted ... someday. :-)
