badda bing*

I just got back from the gym, where I believe I sweat out about 3 pounds of cheese that I ate this weekend. This does not account for the other 3 pounds of cheese or food with cheese on it, or pepperoni or brownies or anything else that I consumed. I was gross this weekend. I ate, I drank and I got a dollar from a man at the titty bar for having bigger boobs than the stripper.

I am so not weighing in this week. At all. I should, but I'm giving myself a break to get back onto track.

Here are just a few pictures of my weekend fun:

Cheater

Yeah, I found out yesterday that I had previously asked for today off. So, like anyone with an obligation to report their weight to people who read their fatgirlblog, I went to Weight Watchers this morning to see how I had done.

I am happy to report that I lost about 1/2 a pound this week, making the grand total:

166.2 pounds

or really, 27 gone
18 to go

I'm also weighing in now, because this weekend is going to be pretty disgusting. And by disgusting, I mean that I will be eating and drinking like a hurricane in Corning, NY.

So maybe you won't get an update on Monday? But you'll get something.

so this is what it's supposed to feel like?

2 jobs + boy + busy week = no time

no time to update, no time to get weighed in, no time to buy groceries, no tiiiimeeeeee
but i did take some pictures this weekend....




weight loss has taken a back seat to this week, sorry folks.

i'll be back, next week....

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what you eat in private, you wear in public*

Hello, my name is Jillian. Right now I am chewing on some lettuce. I like lettuce, covered in blue cheese vinegarette. It makes me happy. Especially because I am so ridiculously tired, I can't stand it. And...I still have to head out to job #2 in a little while.

This week hasn't been too awful. Not awful at all :-)

I've been exercising, doing a little more weight training for my arms and abs. And the results are starting to pay off. A lot of my co-workers, who see me everyday, have been commenting on how I'm looking good. I mean, I always look good. But my body is starting to slim down again and it's being noted. This is good.

Wednesday night, I did childcare at the office. Instead of eating pizza and wings (which would be the equivalent to 2 slices of pizza (14 points) and probably 3 wings <9> which would totally take over my day) I BROUGHT MY OWN DINNER TO EAT! I had Weight Watchers Macaroni & Cheese and a piece of steak (10 pts combined) I had cooked from the previous night. Although I hated every friggin' second of NOT eating delicious pizza and wings, I felt proud of myself for NOT succumbing to it.

Thursday night, I went on my first 1st date since last August. We did Houlihan's and I ordered one of my favorite dishes there (Navajo Chicken Pasta) As soon as it came out, I asked the waitress for a container to put half of it in. It took her a few minutes, but get this.... my date WAITED for me to get the container to shovel food into before he started eating his own food! I didn't even end up finishing what was left on my plate, but I'm glad I've taken to putting half of it away automatically. We went to go see the Chuck & Larry movie, which was kind of funny but I could have lived without it.

Afterwards, I met out the girls for a drink or 2 in honor of Amy's 23rd birthday. Didn't get home until 1:30 in the morning. Didn't really sleep well as I'm still waking up a lot to pee. Also, who can sleep when they're excited? I certainly can't!

Anywho, I'm going to lay down for a bit and then start cooking some dinner before I head to job #2 for the day. I'm thinking a jalepeno turkey cheese burger with no buns will be a nice finishing touch to a long day and a nice beginning to a longer evening.

in pictures

I am happy to report that my "fat-teau" (think plateau) is officially over. For now.

This week, I topped out at a whopping 166.6, meaning that I lost 3.4 pounds of hamburger meat (just in case you needed a visual aid) I've also lost some inchage around the body this week. I am relieved that I've moved past this hurdle, where I bounce above and below 170 but never really got away from it.

I'm now throwing myself a pizza party in honor of losing 27 pounds and 15.5 inches of...well, ME! I'm 1 pound away from losing all of what I had gained back. So, you can see, I'm very excited about all of this. I had planned to be 165 by the middle of August. Maybe I'll get down there sooner than expected?? I am going to try to be between 160-163 by the time I go back to school at the end of August, early September. WISH ME LUCK! I'll really need it.

Stats time:
Arms: 11"
Legs: 21" (-1")
Waist: 32.5 (-.5")
Hips: 37" (-1")
Current Weight: 166.6

Cumulative: 27 down, 18 to go (holy shit)

This week went pretty well. This new job is totally kicking my ass, but I really like it so far. It keeps me busy, active and fulfilled.

Saturday evening, I went to my friend Michelle's house for a "Couples only, plus Jillian" dinner party. I indulged a little there, eating bread dipped in seasoned olive oil and even having dessert. I only had 1 whole plate of food: pork loin, sauteed veggies and roasted potatoes. Then instead of eating another helping, I made a plate of just salad. Michelle's roomate's boyfriend kind of made a comment about all of the salad I piled on my plate. I kind of made a comment back about having a lot more weight to lose. All in good fun of course, but I had to remind myself that not everyone has to struggle with their weight. Chris (that's his name) is a very thin young man. I doubt he's ever even counted a calorie, or dated a girl who had to. Here are some pictures of our lovely evening (in case you don't stalk my webshots)



After dinner, Michelle pulled out pictures of college. If I wasn't depressed about being the single girl at the party, I was definitely depressed about seeing pictures of myself in my freshman year. Not only was I fat, but I was hideous as well. Like...gross. Alex (Michelle's roomate) even turned to me and said at one point, "No offense, Ms. Jillian, but you are way better looking now then you were in college." Truth be told, I wasn't offended. She was right. I think I may very well be the exception to the rule that you looked better younger. At 23, I feel I'm the most attractive I've ever been. I think I just needed to grow into my looks. If I keep getting hotter as I age, then perhaps at 30 I'll be a bombshell?!?

It's funny to think how pictures of myself now, will eventually be fat girl pictures too....

I found another post-secret secret that I liked:

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frustration at an all time high

I stayed the same.
170 lbs.
No loss, and thank G-d no gain.
I'm pretty pissed off (I was SO good this week) but I won't give up.
I can't even celebrate that I lost 1/2 inch of thigh.

my feet are keiling me

Sorry. I found it and I had to post it.

A very special hello to my world-traveler friend Garima (who I finally got to speak to this morning!) I agree with you, we're both pretty fucking amazing. You are my hero for giving up conventionality, following your dreams and going to EUROPE by yourself!!!! And I'm your hero because I'm in grad school, I'm busy with 2 jobs and I don't put up with people's shit? (I think you win this one.)

I just stalked Weightwatchers.com and discovered that 360 minutes of leisure walking (or in my case, working a 6-hr shift at Talbot's) is equivalent to 14 activity points. Seeing as I only get to eat 23 points per day, it's looking like this job will not only improve my wallet, but my waistline as well. I have a strong feeling that I'm really going to like retail.

This past week presented no real challenges, except that I was friggin hungry in the beginning of the week. Trying to adjust to actually eating the right amount of points per day, and really tracking everything was rough. But, I got it down. And I started this job where I'm walking for hours at a time. I'm so freaking bored of counting points, tracking food and exercising. I wish this weight was gone, yesterday. Then I realize it's the 6 month WW mark, and anyone would be bored of doing something non-stop for 6 months. This happened to me last time. I got bored and then got unmotivated and then...then I got fat again.

Friday, I worked 9-5 as a social worker. Then I worked 5:30 until about 10 as a sales associate. Shortly thereafter, I went out with Caitlin. To: my favorite bar to chill out at, Lionheart. Not even 2 minutes in, I get tapped on the shoulder by a guy I flat out rejected several weeks ago. (By reject, I mean, I explained that I wasn't interested in a relationship. With him. At all. He then called me a loser; I deleted him all forms of communication.) While I was TRYING to order my drink, he asked why I didn't say "hi" and it was for obvious reasons. Jillian doesn't take kindly to people who disrespect her, bottom line. He proceeded to call me an "asshole" (calling me another name will REALLY make me like you, crybaby!) and told me that if he worked at Lionheart, I wouldn't be allowed inside. I told him to grow up, surprisingly very calmly. After the initial annoyance, (all of the bartenders/bouncers told me not to worry about him) I got pretty buzzed and had a blast. Met some other pretty cool people. None of them 29 yr old cry babies who lie and have children. Good for me.

(This is us getting ready. I had just come out of work. I'm bent over, but wearing spike heels. Yes, she really is that tall.)

Yesterday, my friend Michelle and I went to Saratoga for the day (after I worked, with a wicked hangover) and walked around/shopped. It's almost horse race season, so we took pictures with some of the horsey statues.
Here are a few:
We stopped into a little boutique and the clothes were adorable, but the sizes were tiny. The clerk asked if we were finding everything OK, to which I responded, "Yeah, everything in here is fabulous. I just wouldn't fit into any of it." This was SUPPOSED to be funny, and if she was half-way decent at her job she would have given me a better answer than: awkward silence and a little chuckle. Eventually, we made our way to a nice boutique, with nice ladies working in it and nice clothes that fit real people. I purchased a sweet green/white top. Don't know where I'm going to unveil it.

On a side note, I'm never going into a Cold Stone Creamery. I think I will like it too much, and since I have an addictive personality, I'm not even going to try it out.

Michelle and I then when on a hot date (with each other) to this Italian place called something or other, I forget. I ordered a giant Greek salad (dressing on the side) and a dish with rigatoni, prosciutto and porcini mushrooms, with peas in a brandied cream sauce. It was heaven. I automatically put half of it away in a container and ate what was on my plate. So good. I ate it for breakfast this morning.

OK. So that's my weekend. Extremely busy and always good looking. Tomorrow I *hope* to have great news. Phew...that was LOOONNGGG.