E2E update

Weight: 320 (+3lbs).

Waist: 47 3/4" (-1/4")

Book: Better... I actually sat down and caught up on the 100 days of dieting. I tagged some daily entries that I'm going to go back and do.

Food: Uh... well, I didn't stick to plan. 5/7 under 1700 calories.

Water: 5/7... again, could be better paired with my SUPER SODIUM eating this week.


Exercise: 4/4 and I'm still sore.


Partner: Eaba is celebrating her hubby's birthday and faces the bar food of doom this weekend. But she also crossed her goal weight!

Okay... Let's talk about this food thing. I am not allowed to have feta in the house anymore. I love cheese and normally, I've got a handle on it. But feta just threw me over the edge. THE SALT! The delicious salt. The make-you-instantly-puffy salt!

This weeks' calories....

Saturday - 2151
Sunday -   933 + workout - self.
Monday  - 1651
Tuesday -  1351 + double workout
Wednesday - 1679 + workout
Thursday -   1257 + workout of death.
Friday -   1310
Saturday - 886 (so far).

So to better prep myself this week... I'm going to make the menu and grocery shop again. Since there's no going out, I will be able to avoid going over 2000 (that 2151 day was a lunch out followed by a dinner out).

Sarah and I have talked about the work out this upcoming week. We're going to take it a little lighter this week before trying to do the next HUGE challenge. The 1000 rep challenge.

I feel like I spend a lot of time whining about being sore or sick. But I feel like this last bout of soreness was my body restructuring my legs to adapt to these work outs. It's like my hyper extended knees are correcting.

TOM is over. I'm excited to see some movement in the negative direction. I got as high as 322 this week. I'm back on the birth control. My skin has been going NUTS over the last two months. So let's see if I can be on it and still see loss this time - as I highly suspect that the last 5 week plateau had a direct correlation to my BC.

Another goal this week, I've got to get back to a better sleeping pattern. I just woke up from my second 4 hour nap this week. I attribute it to staying up late and early mornings... plus sickness and soreness. Unconsciousness is my coping mechanism with that sort of discomfort. But I know if I keep it up, I'll start easing into a cozy depression.

Quote: This is not a commitment to a challenge or a diet plan. This is a commitment to your body and a commitment to lifestyle change. This a commitment to a healthier tomorrow.

So Goals...
- Continue Lent - no eating out.
- Midnight bedtime.
- Stick to the menu!
- Continue to hydrate fastidiously.
- Avoid the depression place.
- Do 300 pushups over the course of the week (prepping for the 500 push up challenge).

non-fat goals
- Read a couple books (and return them).
- Ship that box to my brother - Christmas presents, but he's finally done moving.
- Avoid spending money!

Big Fat Weekly Update Love,
Nanette

Today's workout...

Weighted switch lunges
Pushups
Weighted squat jacks (jumping jacks while squatting)
Tricep dips
Competition sit ups (legs in butterfly position).

First round - 10 reps.
Second round - 9 reps.
Third round - 8 reps.... etc. etc. etc.

Let me just tell you... descending reps worked as such a motivator. "Come on, Nanette, you've already done ten. You can do nine." That kind of thinking really worked for me today. I used 20 lbs for the weighted lunge and 10 lbs for the squat jacks. Surprisingly enough, the hardest set was the 1 and 2 reps. It was more difficult to get off the floor and get into the next position than it was to do the actual moves.

It only took around 17 minutes. I was doing modifications. My trainer was doing elevated foot pushups and bringing one knee at a time to her chest. So it would be like *push up, knee, knee, push up* She's amazing. And for that reason alone did I beat her. I BEAT HER TIME by 6 seconds. Apparently I'm very good at sit ups. Under this flab I'm sporting a six pack! I'm sure of it!

Today is day one of no going out. It's funny how something isn't a temptation until you tell yourself you can't do it. heh. I've had three people text today wanting to do lunch. No. NO. NO! Not only that but I'm still feeling pretty short tempered with being ill and the commie invasion (TOM).

I'm staying in today. VERY in. Going to do the dishes. Eat some healthy food. Drink a metric shit ton of water.

All I want is a negative number on the scale by Saturday! 

Despite monday being a whopping 1400 calories and yesterday being 850 calories... my weight is UP. I'm assuming this has to do with salt. I've been having a lot of sodium-y things. In addition to alka seltzer (400mg of sodium a dose)...   I am so puffy I feel like I've taken a GRAND leap backwards on the weight loss train. Good-bye -50lb mark, it was lovely while it lasted. I'll see you again shortly.

Big Fat Puffy Love,
Nanette

A Serious Case...

Let's just make this clear. I'm not the girl who cries and has mood swings as part of my PMS. I'm the girl who wants to eat the entire planet. I have been ravenous both today and yesterday. I'm doing what I can to keep in check. I'm staying under my caloric limit, but I've definitely gone over the recommended fat intake. It's the salt that I must RUN from.

However, since I'm trying not to eat the world, I have turned into a hungry BEAR. I've been so ornery and tired. I have socially isolated myself in efforts to not hurt other's feelings and to prevent my own SEVERE annoyance. I'm so confused. Normally I don't have PMS. Normally I handle it well. This is the first instance of hungry bear since I started losing weight in July. Thank the up aboves for birth control. At least I know when to avoid people. 

I weighed in again before swim yesterday. I'm down to 336. Down one more pound. I'm expecting gain Friday for my CDCC weigh in. I would SO love to be wrong.

Until then... I will not be a bitch. I will not be a bitch. I will not be a bitch...

Big Fat Hungry Bear Love,
Nanette

Dear Salt...

Dear salt...

I know I need you. Just a little. But I'm tired of our relationship. It is stupid that I keep craving contact with you. You obviously don't love me or you wouldn't treat me like this. But I still care about you. So keep in touch. Please don't be offended if I screen your calls. We just see too much of each other.

Love, Nanette