Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Another Weight Loss Post

When I complain about gaining weight, my husband says "you work out all the time, how do you gain weight?"

To which I reply, "I LOVE FOOD TOO MUCH!"

The past 15 days, I've restricted my eating in order to retrain my body. I've had no candy, no ice cream, no pastries, no fast food. I have had 2 small pieces of birthday cake and included dark chocolate chunks in the granola balls I made yesterday. But I have made no trips to the vending machine at work. I haven't stopped at the gas station for a morning muffin and there have been no indulging in the mini-drumsticks sitting in my freezer.

And I've proudly lost 7 pounds so far. SO FAR. The problem is that my weight today is my stall out weight. I haven't been able to get below it since birthing my child 15.5 months ago. I've gone up and back down to this exact weight-but never below.

If I can lost 7 pounds in 15 days, I know I can lose another 7 in 15 more days. I'll need to continue with my NO FUN eating plan, count my calories and exercise at least 5 times a week. But more importantly than any of that is not getting discouraged at how hard this might get as my body stalls out.

7 more pounds will put me at the weight I was the day I found out I was pregnant-August 2, 2013.  And while losing more than 7 pounds would be healthy, I am just going to take it 7 pounds at a time, one day at a time.

Here is a list of the food I have consumed so far today: 1150 calories.....

Breakfast Burrito and 4 oz of orange juice
Fruit leather and a small orange
Chopped up Steak and chicken with cheese, salsa and a tortilla (think a Chipotle bowl but not as good)
Pudding cup
Wheat thins
Granola balls

Dinner will consist of sweet potatoes sliced and baked in the oven and probably more steak and chicken (leftovers from a party this weekend).


Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Our 4th of July

The Fourth of July is my favorite holiday. My husband doesn't believe me (What about Christmas, he says). There are no fireworks on Christmas! There is no red, white and blue. No parades and no block parties.

I love the 4th! And it seems Julia is a fan as well. We started the day in my hometown watching the parade. She oooohed and aaaaahhhhed and waved and smiled for the first 20 minutes. Then she wanted to walk into the street and be in the parade. So we spent a good portion walking around, saying hi to friends and trying to stay on the sidewalks. When it was clear to me that she was no longer happy being a spectator, we packed up and left.

She napped in the afternoon and with Chris supervising her during nap time (she was in our bed), I set up our driveway with Julia's water table and baby pool, lawn chairs and the cooler. I sat in the chair, feet placed in the pool, drinking a wine cooler and waiting for family to arrive.

The rest of the night was so much fun! Food, fireworks, s'mores! And Julia stayed up until 9:00 p.m. having a blast. She wasn't scared of the loud pops from the fireworks we set off and was wide-eyed and amazed by the colors. Lots of "oh wow" coming from her mouth! She went to bed right before the big fireworks show started without a fuss and slept until 7:00 a.m. A RECORD!

Last year, she was just a tiny 11 week old who had no idea what on earth was happening. This year, a week shy of being 15 months and lovin' life!