Monday, January 29, 2007

delightful cheeseburgaaaaaaas & leatha couches

Not sure why I made that title, I'm feeling a little light-headed at the moment. I just got back from the gym, and I guess I pushed myself a little too hard today and I thought I was going to throw up.

Also, I'm craving cheeseburger. I bought 90% lean sirloin patties from Price Chopper and I want one for lunch. With cheddar cheese, sauteed onions and mushrooms. Yes, perhaps I will consume one for lunch today...



I've successfully lost 2 lbs, the healthy way on Weight Watchers. I was really, really good this week. Ate good sized meals, drank lots of fluids and even had Wings Over Albany on Friday night. Instead of eating an entire container myself, my friend Kristen and I shared an order of Sweet Onion BBQ and garlic-parmesan chicken tenders. MmMmM tasty. It felt good to be able to eat something so damn delicious and not feel guilty.



Anywho, the results are in:



Waist: 36"

Hips: 41"

Arms: 12"

Legs: 24"

and I am topping the scale in my gym room at: 184.2 pounds

So, I've looked up healthy BMI's for my height and even Weight Watchers says I should weigh a maximum of 150 pounds as a 5'5" female. When I got down to 165 last year I thought I looked awesome. I didn't really want to be 150 pounds, I felt like I would look emaciated. They don't take in to account that I've got huge bones and somewhere in here is some muscles. Whenever I explain this to someone, I usually volunteer my wrist, which is big, to prove the point that I'm a big girl. My dad is a big man. My mom is a big woman. I've got the shoulder width of an NFL linebacker. I used to be a women's rugby forward. That means I'm a sturdy, full figured person. I honestly like looking in the mirror and seeing a woman, not a 12 year old girl. I like having curves, and I think that being soft is very feminine. I don't want to be a plywood futon couch! I want to be a comfortable and attractive hunter green leather one, g*damnit!

I always watch those commericals where a former fat person goes from a size 22 to a size 6. I honestly don't believe there's a size 6 hiding in me. Is anyone else with me on this? I can get to a 10. Maybe an 8? I think I would be happy in the single digits.

My first goal was to lose 10% of my body weight, which is about 14 pounds away at this point in time. Then I was going to stop and maintain. I guess I'll see how I feel and how reasonable it is to continue to lose weight. I know how difficult it is to lose and how easy it is to gain. I know what it's like to struggle and deny and overindulge and feel guilty. I think if I lose the weight and keep it off, I should be a leader at those meetings. I'm so charismatic. And right now, I'm so hungry.




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