I know, I know.... I haven't blogged in forever. Want to know why?
BECAUSE I'VE BEEN BUSY LOSING 23 FREAKING POUNDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As Juju would say, "go you! go you! go you!".... Go me, go me, go me!
Yep, that's right people, this Treasure is officially shrinking. Now if I can just keep up this 20lbs a month thing, I will be a skinny minnie by Christmas. Ok, but lets keep it realistic here... maybe just 10lbs a month and I will be happy still. Either way, I will never be this weight again.
I even managed to drag myself to the gym a few times while in Marietta. Not to mention I am pretty sure 5 of the pounds I lost was due to nearly sweating to death every night. Scott likes to keep the house at a warm 79 degrees. Poor Penny was dying in her fur coat. Anyways it has been a great week. Down 23lbs, down a bunch of inches, BMI went down 4 points and got to spend the week hanging and being spoiled by Scott and Juju.
My personal trainer (who also thinks she is my shrink) pointed out a few things to me this week. She made me see how incredibly lucky I am to be in the situation I am. She really made me take a look at my life and helped me see that I am seriously fortunate. I have awesome friends who I love and who love me and entertain me to no end. I have a job that I absolutely adore and allows me to live the life I want. My dog is well behaved and is the best side-kick anyone could ask for. I have a great apartment and a car that works. And most importantly I have the best, most supportive, funniest family that anyone could ever ask for. My sister and her hubby are like the President and Vice President of my fan club. I'm not sure there are 2 bigger supporters out there. They tolerate my endless amounts of phone calls to update them on how my personal trainer tried to kill me. They even get excited for every pound I lose. It's fair though, after all, I listen to hours of my sister rambling on about frosting and turkeys and half marathons and camp and paint colors. And then there is Scott and Juju. How lost would I be without them?? Lord knows they are resposible for me turning into a functioning memeber of society. And bless them, they were soooo supportive when I was home. They could have eaten whatever they wanted all week but no, they followed my strict menu and never drifted. My food menu that my PT gives me isn't the most exciting menu out there. Pretty much the same meals over and over, but it didn't bother my mom and dad. They stuck it out like champs. I'm pretty sure they even cleaned out the pantry and fridge before I came home so that I wouldn't be tempted by anything. My dad didn't even get french fries when we went out to eat!!!! It was like being in the Twilight Zone... dododododo. It was really cute, Juju had to make cookies for a shower and trying to be supportive, she made the dough while I napped and then baked them while I slept in the next morning. It was probably best because I wanted to swan dive into the bowl of cookie dough. (Hey, give me a break, I'm only a month into this new life style.)
I never realized how important friends and family are in this process until my PT told me about her other clients. She has some clients that seriously struggle because their friends and family try to derail their weight loss. Lots of jealous and unsupportive people out there apparently. I'm lucky that my friends want what's best for me and know that I am not drinking alcohol right now and always offer up activities that dont center around going out to bars and parties. I am soo lucky that I don't have a crazy italian family that forces rich food down my throat and encourages me to "embrace my curves" when my curves are killing me. I'm lucky to have family members that are willing to go to the gym with me, that are willing to cook and eat the few things I can eat, and pick up my never ending phone calls to listen to me ramble on and on about what I had for dinner or what I did in the gym.
I am about as set up for success as anyone could be. This weight thing is my last hurdle. Even though I have a feeling that once I am skinny I am going to get hounded about finding a husband. I gave in on the weight loss thing, but I will be less likely to cave on the marriage issue. I don't want to get married until I'm 35 so dont even bother bringing it up :-)
So yea, I think it is safe to say I am a lucky girl and I have had a fantastic week.
I LOVE YOU ALL AND THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR BEING SO SUPPORTIVE!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
To All of My Skinny Friends...
Having been skinny once upon a time, I know that there are a LOT of things that all you skinny people out there take for granted. I did too. It's not your fault. I forgive you and your flat stomachs.
I took these things for granted too. It is only until you become fat that you realize how many things you are missing out on. Let me save you the headache of getting fat and just fill you in right now...
#1 Shopping at normal stores
When I was skinny the thought never even crossed my mind. I didn't know plus size stores existed. I am not sure where I thought fat people shopped. But let me tell you... I MISS THE GAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's the little things... like not being able to shop at the Gap or Anne Taylor or H&M or Banana. My sister's friend, Amy, has a cute little boutique and she is always posting the new dresses she gets in on Facebook and I want just about every single one of them. http://www.shopoliveonline.com/
I can NOT wait until the day I can place an order at her store. There is a good chance I will need a shopping intervention when I am skinny. I might get out of control. Someone call Dr. Phil!!
# 2 Wearing skinny jeans and tucking them into a fabulous leather boot
I know, I know... they make skinny jeans in plus size and they have wide calf boots... but just because they make them, doesn't mean they should be worn! Big girls should not wear skinny jeans. Period. I'm sorry! It ain't cute. Is it so much to ask for? The ability to wear some skinny jeans with a fab boot? or my Hunter wellies?or with a fabulous pair of stilettos? or a cute ballet flat? AHHH all you skinny bitches out there flaunting your small calves and toned thighs. I hate you, I hate you all.
# 3 Crossing your legs
Now, I REALLY never thought twice about this one until I was fat... fat people cant cross their legs. Crazy right??? If you have never noticed it before, pay attention and you will see it all the time now. We have to sit like men :-( I can't wait for the day that I can sit on the subway, or at a restaurant, or in a conference room with my right leg easily drapped over my left one. 3 weeks ago I couldn't do it at all. I am proud to announce that I can officially cross my legs but its not comfy and last about a min. Soon though, very soon I will be there.. I hope.
# 4 Tank tops
Yes, fat people can wear tank tops and yes they make them in our size. But they shouldnt, and I refuse. No one wants to see your nasty arm fat. Cover that flab up. I don't want to look at my own, let alone have everyone else see it. That is exactly why I have a beautiful collection of cardigans. My friends laugh at me because of my collection and everyone knows this about me. Who wears a cardigan to a keg party in the park in the middle of summer? ME! Who wears a cardigan to the pool? ME! Who wears a cardigan over a sequin dress on NYE? Me! Whatever, get over it, I am doing you a favor!!! Want me to slap you in the face with my arm fat? Didn't think so. However, it does make the hot summer months difficult. This better be my last summer of sweaters!
# 5 Airplane seats
Nothing makes me want to lose weight more than sitting in an airplane seat for 3 hours. OH MY HOLY GOD IT IS PAINFUL!!!!!!!! Everyone has the dreaded experience of sitting next to an overweight person on a plane. Skinny people bitch and moan about it, but guess what, it is even worse for us. First of all, its embarassing. We know we don't fit but we can't afford 1st class and we can't drive across country for business meetings. We get it. Cross your stupid little legs and put your hands in your tiny little lap and go to sleep. Geez. What you don't understand is how much it hurts us physically. Two arm rests cutting into your sides, spending most of the flight hugging yourself so that your body isn't imposing on the person next to you too much. Then your back starts to hurt because you are sitting like an idiot. I DREAD cross-country flights and until I lose weight, anything international is not even an option... for my sake and the sake of the person next to me
These are just a few examples... there are plenty more but I think you get the point!
So tonight or at Thanksgiving... or whenever you say what you are grateful for... remember these things. Consider yourself lucky that you have the means and self control to not let yourself ever have to experience being fat. It ain't all its cracked up to be :-) Don't get me wrong. I love my life and have absolutely enjoyed my fat years. But I am ready to be done with them. Time to get healthy before this stuff kills me.
And the next time you want to bitch and moan to me about how fat your think you are, just know that I am not listening because if you can fly to another country while wearing your skinny jeans from the Gap and a cute tank top without a cardigan, then you aren't fat. Find someone else to annoy because if you think you are fat at a size 6, 8, or 10 then what am I? A beached whale? Screw you :-) The good news is that I will be joining your skinny club soon. But you still won't be able to complain to me. Seriously, don't even try.
I took these things for granted too. It is only until you become fat that you realize how many things you are missing out on. Let me save you the headache of getting fat and just fill you in right now...
#1 Shopping at normal stores
When I was skinny the thought never even crossed my mind. I didn't know plus size stores existed. I am not sure where I thought fat people shopped. But let me tell you... I MISS THE GAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's the little things... like not being able to shop at the Gap or Anne Taylor or H&M or Banana. My sister's friend, Amy, has a cute little boutique and she is always posting the new dresses she gets in on Facebook and I want just about every single one of them. http://www.shopoliveonline.com/
I can NOT wait until the day I can place an order at her store. There is a good chance I will need a shopping intervention when I am skinny. I might get out of control. Someone call Dr. Phil!!
# 2 Wearing skinny jeans and tucking them into a fabulous leather boot
I know, I know... they make skinny jeans in plus size and they have wide calf boots... but just because they make them, doesn't mean they should be worn! Big girls should not wear skinny jeans. Period. I'm sorry! It ain't cute. Is it so much to ask for? The ability to wear some skinny jeans with a fab boot? or my Hunter wellies?or with a fabulous pair of stilettos? or a cute ballet flat? AHHH all you skinny bitches out there flaunting your small calves and toned thighs. I hate you, I hate you all.
# 3 Crossing your legs
Now, I REALLY never thought twice about this one until I was fat... fat people cant cross their legs. Crazy right??? If you have never noticed it before, pay attention and you will see it all the time now. We have to sit like men :-( I can't wait for the day that I can sit on the subway, or at a restaurant, or in a conference room with my right leg easily drapped over my left one. 3 weeks ago I couldn't do it at all. I am proud to announce that I can officially cross my legs but its not comfy and last about a min. Soon though, very soon I will be there.. I hope.
# 4 Tank tops
Yes, fat people can wear tank tops and yes they make them in our size. But they shouldnt, and I refuse. No one wants to see your nasty arm fat. Cover that flab up. I don't want to look at my own, let alone have everyone else see it. That is exactly why I have a beautiful collection of cardigans. My friends laugh at me because of my collection and everyone knows this about me. Who wears a cardigan to a keg party in the park in the middle of summer? ME! Who wears a cardigan to the pool? ME! Who wears a cardigan over a sequin dress on NYE? Me! Whatever, get over it, I am doing you a favor!!! Want me to slap you in the face with my arm fat? Didn't think so. However, it does make the hot summer months difficult. This better be my last summer of sweaters!
# 5 Airplane seats
Nothing makes me want to lose weight more than sitting in an airplane seat for 3 hours. OH MY HOLY GOD IT IS PAINFUL!!!!!!!! Everyone has the dreaded experience of sitting next to an overweight person on a plane. Skinny people bitch and moan about it, but guess what, it is even worse for us. First of all, its embarassing. We know we don't fit but we can't afford 1st class and we can't drive across country for business meetings. We get it. Cross your stupid little legs and put your hands in your tiny little lap and go to sleep. Geez. What you don't understand is how much it hurts us physically. Two arm rests cutting into your sides, spending most of the flight hugging yourself so that your body isn't imposing on the person next to you too much. Then your back starts to hurt because you are sitting like an idiot. I DREAD cross-country flights and until I lose weight, anything international is not even an option... for my sake and the sake of the person next to me
These are just a few examples... there are plenty more but I think you get the point!
So tonight or at Thanksgiving... or whenever you say what you are grateful for... remember these things. Consider yourself lucky that you have the means and self control to not let yourself ever have to experience being fat. It ain't all its cracked up to be :-) Don't get me wrong. I love my life and have absolutely enjoyed my fat years. But I am ready to be done with them. Time to get healthy before this stuff kills me.
And the next time you want to bitch and moan to me about how fat your think you are, just know that I am not listening because if you can fly to another country while wearing your skinny jeans from the Gap and a cute tank top without a cardigan, then you aren't fat. Find someone else to annoy because if you think you are fat at a size 6, 8, or 10 then what am I? A beached whale? Screw you :-) The good news is that I will be joining your skinny club soon. But you still won't be able to complain to me. Seriously, don't even try.
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