Dianthus turned nine months yesterday and he celebrated by crawling up the whole staircase (with the Mister trailing closely behind). I celebrated by stepping on the scale and noticing that the first digit was not a two. I'm very excited to be back at -6 from November 2008 when Dianthus was conceived and I was at my pre-pregnancy fattest and -1 from what I consider my regular 2008 pre-pregnancy weight. Mind you, my shape is nothing like what it was, many a waist band still alludes zipping, and I'm still too large to be healthy, but I'm excited to be on the right track.
Leggy, butt-less, genetically skinny Heather Armstrong over at Dooce.com has written this week about improving upon her pre-pregnancy shape through intense work outs and stress dieting. Good for her. I guess I'm just adding that slow steady non-intense can work for the those of us who eat our noodles, let it show, and always have.
The Mister and I have cut out all midweek wine drinking (don't gasp mother, we can drink some while you are here) and we are donating the savings to Feeding America. There are people who can use those calories. We aren't them.
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Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Buying Britches
Having had trouble buttoning a pair of pants on Friday, I went to the mall (not an easy feat where I live) on Sunday and bought two new pairs.
The circumference of my waist did not decrease over the last 2 1/2 months, but then, I am also twelve weeks pregnant, so I am not particularly concerned.
My final weight for the school program was -1 pound and the final weight for my personal program was -2, although I did not reach my goal of fitting into all of my pants or being on the lower side of a pychologically major number of pounds.
I'm still sending my $50 donation to Feeding America. I'll leave it to you to decide if you go by letter or spirit of the challenge and still want to make a donation (I'll add that there are plenty of people needing food regardless of my size, but I fully understand not supporting a personal challenge when the terms weren't met). Note in the comments if you still want to give and if you want to give directly (link above) or if you want to give through me (only advantage being that you wouldn't be on the mailing list, and I already am).
The circumference of my waist did not decrease over the last 2 1/2 months, but then, I am also twelve weeks pregnant, so I am not particularly concerned.
My final weight for the school program was -1 pound and the final weight for my personal program was -2, although I did not reach my goal of fitting into all of my pants or being on the lower side of a pychologically major number of pounds.
I'm still sending my $50 donation to Feeding America. I'll leave it to you to decide if you go by letter or spirit of the challenge and still want to make a donation (I'll add that there are plenty of people needing food regardless of my size, but I fully understand not supporting a personal challenge when the terms weren't met). Note in the comments if you still want to give and if you want to give directly (link above) or if you want to give through me (only advantage being that you wouldn't be on the mailing list, and I already am).
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Britches Update
Three weeks in I weighed in at -3.6 pounds this morning. Only one of the three weeks have I come close to my 70,000 step goal. All of the usual excuses apply: cold slippery dark weather, travel, end-of-semester craziness and a yucky cold. This week I'm going to make it despite the weather and the finals.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Too big for my britches
This is not about conceit. This is literal about not fitting into my pants. This is not about being pregnant. This is about being fat*.
As it is snowing giant flakes right now, I thought I should wear a pair of my warmer pants this morning. While I could zip them up, when I did ghastly mounds of flesh extruded from the waistband. It was not pretty. I weighed myself. Also not pretty.
In past years, my college has had a workplace fitness program to encourage employees not to gain weight over the holidays. Apparently it is not happening this year, but I clearly need some external motivation to do something about fitting into my pants. If I weigh less than I do now when I return for second semester, I will use the money I would have needed for new pants and treat myself to a pedicure and make a $50 donation to Feeding America (formerly America's Second Harvest) to help those who food issues are far different from mine. If I don't, I buy pants and still make the donation.
I'm asking help for two ways: 1) exercise with me and don't encourage me to overeat over the holidays and 2) encourage me by agreeing to help increase my donation to Feeding America if I succeed (something like $1 for every week I reach my goal of 70,000 steps or a $10 donation if I make my January goal). Feeding America is a great organization and I would love to think that I can somehow eat less so that others can eat more. Talk to me about the possibilities (even you lurkers).
The starting weight is 0.0 pounds.
*This is also not a call for you to tell me that I look fine. I know I look fine. I know that my blood pressure is good and that I exercise enough not to be terribly unfit. I know that my family will love me regardless of my size. I also know that this size is bigger than I have been in my life and I do not want to keep it.
As it is snowing giant flakes right now, I thought I should wear a pair of my warmer pants this morning. While I could zip them up, when I did ghastly mounds of flesh extruded from the waistband. It was not pretty. I weighed myself. Also not pretty.
In past years, my college has had a workplace fitness program to encourage employees not to gain weight over the holidays. Apparently it is not happening this year, but I clearly need some external motivation to do something about fitting into my pants. If I weigh less than I do now when I return for second semester, I will use the money I would have needed for new pants and treat myself to a pedicure and make a $50 donation to Feeding America (formerly America's Second Harvest) to help those who food issues are far different from mine. If I don't, I buy pants and still make the donation.
I'm asking help for two ways: 1) exercise with me and don't encourage me to overeat over the holidays and 2) encourage me by agreeing to help increase my donation to Feeding America if I succeed (something like $1 for every week I reach my goal of 70,000 steps or a $10 donation if I make my January goal). Feeding America is a great organization and I would love to think that I can somehow eat less so that others can eat more. Talk to me about the possibilities (even you lurkers).
The starting weight is 0.0 pounds.
*This is also not a call for you to tell me that I look fine. I know I look fine. I know that my blood pressure is good and that I exercise enough not to be terribly unfit. I know that my family will love me regardless of my size. I also know that this size is bigger than I have been in my life and I do not want to keep it.
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