Lost another 3 pounds

Well, I ended up cancelling my trial subscription to Self Help Works. It ended up being a little too "I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and doggone it, people like me" (remember Al Franken's character on Saturday Night Live??) for me.

I have been drinking oolong tea (it's quite good!) which is supposed to help one lose weight. I don't know if it actually does, or if it's giving me a placebo effect, but I have lost about 3 more pounds.

WHOO-HOO!!

Still having a bit of a hard time with Ande wanting to eat junky snacks around me, the worst of which is Starbucks - because I LOVE my White Chocolate Mocha Frappuccino with whipped cream...

Stay away from the Starbucks...Stay away from the Starbucks....(my new mantra!! LOL)

Week one...

Well, today is the end of my first "official" week of weight loss. I say that because I didn't own a scale until I went shopping after church last Sunday. I probably started trying to eat a little better about 2 weeks before that.

I tried to drink lots of water (some days I did WAY better than others), and I tried to eat smaller portions. I also tried to use lower-fat varieties in my food choices (like reduced fat peanut butter and cream cheese). Sometimes I got winners (Jif reduced fat peanut butter OR Philly reduced fat cream cheese on celery makes a good snack), sometimes NOT SO MUCH (Kroger brand fat-free sour cream is YUCKY). I have also tried eating more slowly so that I only eat until I start to feel full. I used skim milk on my cereal. I allowed myself a small treat each day (like a couple of girl scout cookies or a few marshmallows), because I have a MAJOR sweet tooth. I didn't do "regular" exercise, but tried to put a lot more enthusiasm into my housework - actually running up and down the basement stairs to work on my endless mountain of laundry, scrubbing and waxing the kitchen floor on my hands and knees instead of just mopping it...(I am seriously going to need to invest in some knee pads, my knees hurt for 2 days!). I absolutely hate exercising, and know that I am going to have to suck it up and get over it in order to be really successful. That being said....

I LOST JUST OVER 4 POUNDS THIS WEEK!!! YEAH!!! Now, I'm fairly sure that a little of that was water weight, because I was on my period this week (sorry if that was TMI, but I do think it should be something we figure into our weight loss), but I'll take it!

I hope everyone had as good of a week as I did, and I look forward to reading your tips and tricks for improving our health along the way!

Does anyone else have a problem with being sabotaged by her family?

My husband knows I have been struggling with my weight since we got married. In the first year we were married, I gained 40lbs. Now, I might have been (very) slightly underweight when we got married, but not 40lbs. Of course, I had a trio of events that contributed to my weight gain. Before we got married I quit smoking, which of course left me with an oral fixation that needed to be filled. Then we got married, so I had to cook. My husband could exist on hamburgers, potatoes, and ice cream, and yet he's tall and slender. I could eat a bowl of cereal for dinner and be happy, but that wasn't going to cut it for him. Plus, it's hard to eat something "healthy" when you've got someone eating a burger or cheese sticks, or whatever right next to you. I LOVE fattening food, I can't help it. We also ate a LOT of fast food when we first got married, because we worked the afternoon shift and it was just way easier to stop on the way to work to get something to eat. To top that all off, after a few months of marriage, I took the opportunity to quit working to be a SAHM to my 2 children, as well as Ande's daughter when she was at our house. So now, not only was I eating more because I quit smoking, eating less healthy because it was easier on me, but I was also not burning whatever calories I used to burn by working on my feet 8-12 hour a day, 5-7 days each week.

Fast forward to my 3rd pregnancy - I didn't gain a whole lot, and I lost every pound in 2 weeks. Unfortunately I was still about 30lbs heavier than I probably should be. Within 9 months, I was pregnant again. I gained a little more that time, but still lost it all within a couple of weeks. (Most of my weight was water) Somehow, I have now managed to put on approximately 20lbs in the last year. I don't have any idea how much I weigh, because I hate the idea of even stepping on a scale.

Now we're up to the present. My husband knows that I am unhappy with my weight. Yet he does things that aren't helping me. A few months ago, I got a treadmill (it was free - YEAH). He asked why I wanted it. (Um...to WALK on?) I sort of lost my desire to try to do this for a while, but Devin's decision to try to lose weight and get in better shape helped give me some motivation to work on myself again. Last night, I made chicken for dinner. I only made enough for each person to have one serving (which is plenty). I figure I need to start my quest towards a better body with some portion control. My husband ate his piece and asked if there was more. I told him there wasn't, but that he could have some of mine. I cut about 1/3 off of my chicken and offered it to him. So then he says, "but you're hungry." I told him that I didn't NEED to eat the entire piece of chicken, and he responds with, "You're eating like a bird, what have you eaten today?" So I told him what I had eaten, and he still didn't want to take the chicken. I finally just put it on his plate. Problem solved, right?

This morning, when I was getting ready to take my son to the bus stop before school, my husband asked if I would start his car. I said I would, and he proceeds to tell me that he bought me a candy bar and it's in the console of his car. ARGH!!! What is it with him? (BTW, I left the candy bar in his car. I didn't even LOOK at it)

Does anyone else have this problem????