Thanksgiving Update

Can you believe I made it through Thanksgiving without eating ONE PIECE OF PIE? I even made one for my husband...from scratch. My son helped me in the kitchen the night before so we got all the good ready to cook for Thursday. Jason fried a turkey and I didn't even eat the skin. It wasn't that I was trying to not eat stuff...it pretty much didn't interest me. Normally I have a taste of all the sweets...not this time! I did eat three cookies, but I do not feel bad about it because I ate a good breakfast and ate a little bit of Thanksgiving dinner. Nor did I eat all day long like we normally do.

I was still within my weighwatchers points yesterday so I was extra proud of myself. Didn't get any gym time in because I was busy with family and then got a huge migraine that only went away about an hour ago. I'll go tomorrow because if this migraine hits me again, I'll be in bed for two days.

Hopefully my next three days off will be good for me and I won't backslide into more pounds. Weigh in is on Monday!

Day 4

Not a great day. I think I caught whatever Jack had so I ended up staying in bed all day. I felt pretty crappy and useless. No gym today either since I don't want to get sicker by working out with a fever. Tomorrow will be better, right?

I haven't fallen off the food wagon yet, so lets hope I can keep my seatbelt on past Thanksgiving. Jason is frying a turkey this year. I can scrape the fried part off right??

Day 3

I started today off good, ate breakfast, something I never do. I kept track of my points all day on the weightwatchers.com site. Really convenient! I even went to a ww meeting for the first time today. Interesting...nice people. I even earned two "bravo" awards (2 little silver stars) because I told them about how I will be blogging my journey. Very encouraging day.

I went to the gym after work. Blah. My butt is still sitting on the bike over there. It burned right off. It still feels like its on fire. I did 30 minutes on the recumbant bike. I didn't want to overdo it or underdo it for that matter. I haven't been to the gym in ages, so I figured I had to start somewhere. I'll do some low weights tomorrow once I feel like I won't barf or die after doing cardio.

Jack is running a temp, so I'm hoping that we all don't end up sick for Thanksgiving.

More tomorrow!

Day 2

Could not sleep a wink last night. I kept thinking about the whole weight loss ride I'm about to get on. Ups and downs I'm sure. Well, woke up this moring and went to church with the kids. Good sermon, motivated me some more. Got home did some chores and cooked gumbo. Lean meats. Spicy. Yummy!

We needed more eggs in the house, so instead of driving to Adrians down the road, Jack and I walked. Its about a half mile both ways, so we almost made a mile. I stretched a little before we went and about half way there I felt like my calves were going to burn right off. I think I left one of them there on the sidewalk. Jack was like, come on slow poke! He also suggested we "jog". I told him unless he wanted to call 911 when we got to the store to go pick up his mom, then we better not. Funny kid I tell you.

I ate a small bowl of gumbo. I would like to eat two more, but I'll refrain. My first real test of will. I think I hear it calling me...

Day 1

I joined Weight Watchers today online. I'll start going to the meetings next week. I've chosen a day that I can just do it on my lunch break. I WILL stick with it. I think the face to face meetings will be good for me. Not too good at following things online. I get bored too easily. I already belong to a gym, but tomorrow after church I'll start walking with Jack (my 13 yr old son). It will do us both some good. I can barely walk up a flight of stairs...hope I don't pass out on the street.

The first step is always the hardest...or so I've heard

I have always been a small person. I was a very healthy, in shape girl growing up. Never had any trouble with my weight. After I had Liz I went right back to my prebaby shape...one of the perks of having a baby when you're only 17. After Jack was born, same thing. Skinny girl. Then, almost overnight, I blew up. What happened? I have no idea. Boredom? Maybe. Stress? Probably. I began eating to cover up other things going on I think. I joined a gym, went for a year, then dropped. I had gone through a pretty rough breakup at the time and just didn't feel that great about myself anymore.

I met my husband in 2005, married him in 2006, and now have a beautiful family. I don't feel that great though. I went to a weight loss clinic, took some pills, lost 20lbs. Woo! Then gained it all back. Blah! Worked out here and there. Starved myself, got depressed about it and then got back on the food train. I went to the doctor in February and had tons of tests run to make sure there was nothing really wrong with me. Blood pressure? Check! Diabetes? Nope! Thyroid problem? Nope! I'm health as a horse...except for the weight.

I decided to do some research on weight loss surgery. I felt like I just could not do it by myself. I finally made the call and got in with the surgical place down here. Saw a nutritionist who told me things I already knew...I eat too much. Duh. Met with the surgeon who said I was a perfect candidate for the procedure, which did I want? Gastric Bypass or Lap Band? Isn't that like saying, cream or sugar? I chose Lap Band. Here we go...

I met all the criteria in the doctor's office. Sent my insurance through. All good. Until the letter came that my BMI isn't high enough. What? How can that be? They said it was in the office. Not according to the insurance though. Called the nurse, explained what I had read and her response was, some of our patients just go ahead and eat more fattening foods to gain the weight to meet the criteria. I was a little mortified at that. I told her thanks, but no thanks. I was so nervous about the procedure and thought maybe this was a sign from God Himself telling me to get off my fat ass and do it myself.

This will be my story...