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i’ve been down and out

15 Jul

Ok, let’s flip that and reverse it–I’ve been out and down.

I’ve been out (of touch that is) for far too long!!

And I’ve been down lately…fortunately I am not talking about my mood, but my SCALE!  Yep, that’s right folks!  I am moving on down.  So far I am on track, losing a healthy amount of weight each week.  I am mixing up my activity and searching high and low for healthy alternatives to satisfy the occasional craving.

It’s been a while since I last checked in and I am having withdrawals from you guys!  I hope you are all enjoying July and the warm weather.  Here are a few updates on my journey:

I am now in my ninth week of working with Emily (my awesome dietitian) and although I haven’t checked in on my blog lately, I have had weekly meetings with Emily to keep me on track.  I am having so much fun–something that I would never say about dieting.  The great thing about having Emily on Team Dee is that she really challenges me, but wants to make sure that I don’t get burned out.  Each week I learn about a new nutrition concept or work on mastering a concept that she taught me the week before.  We are taking this slow, at a pace that works for me and she really works with me not only to understand each aspect of the lesson, but find practical ways for me to successfully incorporate these learnings into my lifestyle!  This is really terrific!  She has taught me about the importance of Fiber, Fats, Carbs and now we are working on making sure that I am getting the right kind of carbs in my diet.  I’ve had a few grocery assignments to help me stock up on some healthy and yummy snacks that not only taste good, but are good for me.  She is slowly giving me an internal (and dare I say…external) makeover.

What I love most about this experience with Emily is that she is sincerely passionate about making sure that I not only make better decisions, but understand why I should make them and teaches me how to make them on my own.

Whether it is preparing a meal at home or eating out with friends, I am learning how to make smarter choices and do something that I haven’t done in such a long time…have an occasional splurge.  Pre-SkinnyGene (which is what I will refer to my life before Emily), every day, every meal was what someone with a “normal” diet may call a splurge.  I would eat out every meal for weeks and not bat an eye.  A typical day could have easily consisted of skipping breakfast, having fried chicken tenders, french fries and garlic bread for lunch, and then sharing a pizza with TB for dinner.  Now, if I go out at all, I crave a yummy sandwich from Subway.  You’d be surprised.  Once you detox from a high fat/high carb diet, you really don’t crave it as much as you would think.  I must admit that I eat more than I feel like I should at Subway, but it’s SO good.  My sandwich of choice…Turkey and Black Forest Ham on Wheat (no cheese lots of veggies, with honey mustard dressing–that they say is Fat Free, but it sure tastes sinful!!)

Also, since I’ve been gone I had a few great mood lifters as well.  TB told me the other day that he was beginning to notice a little difference in my pants.  I didn’t believe him because they felt the same to me, but shortly after that I started going into my closet and pulling out a few things that I had tucked away about a year ago because they were too tight.  And sure enough, they are fitting a little better these days!  They aren’t perfect just yet, but the fact that I can wear them out of the house is a HUGE step in the right direction!!

So in short (yea right…nothing I ever write is SHORT!), I am doing great and feeling great!  How are you guys?

i think he’s trying to kill me

30 May

Whew…Not sure what’s going on with my body these last few days.  I am exhausted!  I wake up tired so I am dragging booty all day.  Unfortunately, I wasn’t blessed with the ability to go back to sleep once I get up, so once those eyes are open and I am mentally alert,  G A M E    O V E R.  Then, as we begin our day full of errands, I drag myself into the insane heat which is Texas this time of year and I literally feel what little energy I have being sucked out of my body almost immediately!  I often times wish we could move to a cooler climate.

And to make matters worse, I am pretty sure the boyfriend is trying to kill me.  He has always been my opposite (and as they say, we’re supposed to attract).    He likes to spend money, I like to save money.  He’s full of jokes (at least he thinks they are funny) and I am at times more serious.  He’s great with his hands, and I am anything but handy.  He’s a neat freak and I am a creative mind!  His idea of a great weekend is walking around in the heat all day or spending the day on the boat….my idea of a great weekend is being in air conditioning, preferably lounging on a couch.  He’s full of energy and I…well..now we’ve come full circle.

So jury, I present you with the following evidence that suggests I should be in fear for my life:

Let’s go back a few days to Friday evening.  It was time to cut the grass, a job that he typically does solo.  Last week, being in need of my 30-minutes of exercise, I decided to assist (a first for me).  Now I admit, it was very enjoyable, almost therapeutic.  But it is important that the ladies and gentlemen of the jury understand that this scene played out on a nice unseasonably cool day which helped contribute to my positive attitude and willingness to help out.

So on this hot evening, when temperatures were still at about 90 degrees, the boyfriend excitedly announces…”Time to cut the grass!”  After being outside in the heat for about 5 minutes I wondered if he was nuts!  The answer is YES!  I was able to escape this torture by convincing him to let it cool down just a little.  So about 30 minutes later it was probably 85 degrees and we began edging and weed-eating, mowing and blowing.  On this particular evening he requested that the yard be cut on a diagonal.  I admit, I have always been fond of yards cut on a diagonal, but now that I have had to do it, I question if the homeowner just doesn’t have anything better to do with their time.  It took TWICE as long to do that, and let’s just say, it takes some serious skills to get perfectly straight lines (which I did not achieve this time).  Needless to say, I was weak in the knees kind of tired after that and by the time Saturday rolled around my battery was still not completely recharged.  This brings us to Saturday…a new day and time to hit the road yet again!  Yesterday’s agenda was to get the necessary equipment to wash and wax the boat (*cry*), go buy a Wii because he thought it would be the perfect way to have fun while being active (also due to my constant moaning about the heat and because HE LIKES TO SPEND MONEY), and last but not least he wanted to work on finally completing our outdoor project of building a greenhouse which has carried on far to long now.  Does this sounds like a lot of work to anyone else out there besides me?  I am pretty convinced that the boyfriend is trying to kill me.  He has never pushed me as hard as he is pushing me now.  I am not sure when we began to grow apart.  The boyfriend has always acknowledged my limits and has never asked me for much–certainly never expecting this level of activity in the past.  Which is probably how we’ve made it in this relationship so far.

I admit to the jury that over the last few weeks, I have tried to move more to strengthen my heart.  But did this give him the right to torture me?  What is clear is that somewhere along the line he became very confused and now believes he is dating a new woman.  He seems to think that I can be the machine that he is.  I ask, “Is this the beginning of the end?”  I believe the evidence speaks for itself.  It is clear that he is trying to kill the old me…the one that has been by his side through thick and thin over the years, the one who has laughed at his silly jokes, rolled her eyes at his crazy talk, endured his little quirks, and reminded him often how much I completed him.  Yes, we think the evidence is quite clear.  We rest our case.

For the first time, I feel too old for him.  I feel like he should look for some young little thing to replace me.  [Note:  He is actually about a year older than me, but an active little booger].

May the Lord give me strength!  Today we are supposed to finish working on the projects that we started yesterday.  It’s almost 1pm…I’ve been up for about 2 hours and I am already ready for a nap.  This is pathetic!  Blog friends…wish this girl luck…it’s going to be a LONG day!!!

small goals…big progress

23 May

So a few weeks ago I mentioned  that I wanted to set weight loss goals for each milestone I reach.

So I’ve been thinking about what constitutes a milestone?  Webster defines a milestone as a significant point in development.  I’d argue that every pound would be a positive step in my journey towards health, but sadly while I do love a good treat, I really want to make sure I do something special for those significant moments, while really celebrating the baby steps I take to get there.

So, I’ve created the following plan to acknowledge each step as well as celebrate the true milestones.

TB (The Boyfriend) is going to help me find a tall glass vase and some polished stones to celebrate the hundred plus small steps towards my goal.  With each pound, I will drop in a stone.  I am a little worried that I won’t find small enough stones OR a big enough vase…but I will cross that bridge when I get there.

For those big milestones, I did a lot of thinking on this one.  While I might change the rewards depending on my financial situation (hoping to find a new job soon)….I am pleased with how I’ve defined my milestones as far as pounds lost.

Without further ado and after much deliberation, I introduce to you “My Road to the First 4 Stones”.

4 stones is 56lbs (my first major goal is to lose 62 lbs–4.4 stones).  Why 62…we will get to that in a sec….

Along my journey towards this first major milestone, I’ve sprinkled in a few rewards here and there to  keep me motivated.  I have a long road ahead of me.  However, worry not, because along this road I have some very fun treats planned for myself and the lucky guy or gal that I decide to invite on these “Because You Rock” moments!  I haven’t decided yet if I will stick to my friends and family for these special excursions or if I can figure out a way to offer up a special “Thanks for your support” present for my loyal readers–so far the odds would be great since I currently have 3 subscribers!  😉  Stay tuned while I figure out those details!

The biggest reason I decided to create a roadmap between the Dee you know now and the Dee sans 4 stones, 6 lbs is that I thought this was a milestone that would really indicate lifestyle change and one that would make a huge impact not only on my health, but most importantly, the milestone that would indicate that I am free from the medical definition of Super Obese.  What’s Super Obesity, you ask?  Well sadly, it’s the definition given to people whose BMI exceeds the level of Morbid Obesity.  We hear about Morbid Obesity a lot in the news…but I personally didn’t realize there were levels beyond that.  And imagine my surprise to find out that not only was I topping out at these levels, but it was only after losing a few pounds could I call myself Super Obese.  Whew…talk about your wake up calls.

For those of you who do not personally know me, I am a visual person…so let me show you what the levels of obesity look like and what it personally means as far as my weight loss journey:

I started this journey out in the red and thank God I started when I did before I ventured even further into the red zone.  Now, I know that my current situation is EXTREMELY dangerous and I thank God that he has allowed me to make it this far without any serious medical conditions as a result of all of this excess weight.  I feel very blessed to have the opportunity to  be here and work on fixing the damage that I’ve done to my body.  I also feel that if I can do this and motivate just one person out there to do what’s best for their bodies, then maybe there would be some greater purpose for this struggle.  But until then…I’ll keep at my journey…one stone at a time!

meat man wants portobello burger for dinner

13 May

I can’t believe my ears.  I just got off the phone with Mr. Meat & Potatoes and he excitedly told me that he’d like to make portobello burgers for dinner!  I had to really stop myself from laughing out loud!

This is Mr. “I’ll take a Ribeye with a side of Ribeye” not Mr. “A complete meal consists of a vegetable”…

And now he wants a fully vegetarian meal for dinner?  You betcha!  I just hope he doesn’t change his mind between now and the time he gets off work!

Hooray!  Could it be that he is slowly reforming?  OR could it be that this is his culinary substitution for roses…in which case, I wonder what he did wrong today?!  LOL!

I am totally stoked!  I just went on to FoodNetwork.com to see what I could quickly find  as a recipe for Portobello Burgers.  So many to choose from!

Here’s what I decided to try tonight:

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I’ll let you know how it goes.  In the meantime, anybody out there have another cherished portobello burger recipe that you’d recommend?  If you don’t respond before dinner time…no worries…I can always try it out during the next blue moon!  😉

Yummy Healthy Dinner…Here we come!!!

fighting for what I deserve

5 May

It’s been a frustrating week.  Although, I am eating healthier and paying more attention to what and how much I eat, I see zero progress on my friendly little scale.  Yes, yes….I realize that I can’t base my happiness on those foolish little numbers, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t faze me.  Who doesn’t want to climb on the scale and see that number get smaller and smaller with each weigh in?

But, while those much desired smaller digits are playing SO hard to get, I realized something…they are only making me try harder.  This is unchartered territory for me.  My normal reaction would have been to declare defeat and drown my sorrows in a sea of chocolate goodness.  Now, I find my self finding opportunities to move more and trading chocolate chip cookies for fresh pineapple.  WHAT?!  Who is this crazy girl and what has she done with Dee?

Now, don’t get me wrong, I haven’t (I repeat: I HAVE NOT) sworn off those yummy little cookies, but right now I find myself more open to accepting a healthier alternative during this stressful time.  I don’t know if it is some miraculous discovery of hidden will power or simply because I now have a better appreciation of how hard it is to burn 300 calories.  Whatever it is, it is much-needed and is making me feel like maybe this time I really have a chance!

So as I am working harder to prove that stupid little scale wrong, I thought I’d share my progress with you.  I took some extremely helpful advice from one of my virtual weight-loss buddies, LucyM.  I switched up my routine a little to keep things fresh and hopefully to push past this little plateau.

Yesterday, I decided to take my mom up on her standing offer to walk with me.  I got up early and headed over to her house where we walked a mile.  Now, I reached my milestone of walking a mile a week or so ago, but the difference is that unlike my neighborhood where the streets are nice and flat (aka little to no resistance) my mom’s neighborhood is full of small inclines.  Whew!  What a difference!  That was one HARD mile.  Today, I did it again.  This time my mom and I walked a little further.  I’ve never been so happy to see her driveway.  Then tonight after eating dinner before 8pm–a weekday record for this household, the boyfriend and I got up and went for ANOTHER walk.  What’s that you say?  Two walks in one day?  Slow down there missy!

Being the big trickster he is, he came up with the bright idea to walk to a nearby neighborhood. FOUR MILES later, I crawled back into the house.

Man, I am tired, but all in all I feel good.  Sure, my feet hurt a little and my back is a little achy, but I’m happy that I pushed myself a little further than I’ve pushed myself before.  AND…it didn’t kill me.

While I can’t say that I am down for doubling my workout everyday, or even ready to go another 5 miles tomorrow, I can say that I am really proud of myself.  I am finally taking a healthy approach to the stress of not seeing the results that I want.  I am not pretending that the problem will fix itself if I just ignore it, I am not self-destructing…I am taking action!  I am determined to prove this stupid little scale wrong and prepared to continue working hard to defy it and force it to give me the results I want (scratch that…) I DESERVE!