That's it. I'm giving up!
Just kidding, but my gosh it's hard to go back on a diet! I'm constantly thinking about food and how I really need to haul rear to the grocery store in order to get more WW-friendly items. I mean, I've already eaten a whole bag of baby carrots! Sheesh! I went over my daily points allowance. The only thing that's keeping me going is that I'm still well within my Flex Points. Gah.
I think once we've purged the house of all of the demon leftovers I will be much better off. We have all of this food left from last week and it is just sitting in the fridge, waiting to be eaten, and the only thing I can have and not feel as though I've wasted points is the split pea soup (which, incidentally, has 17g of fiber!). I think I know what I'm having for lunch tomorrow!
And exercise. I need more exercise. I think the dog could do with a walk tomorrow. Or two. Or twenty.
We're Classy
Well, one of us had a baby that did not end up weighing 40 pounds. The other was stressed out trying to find a job and a place to live. Needless to say, we both found some weight we rather lose. So, here is a record of our transformation to our healthier selves. Get a load of our weight loss success, the gifts we plan on giving ourselves when we reach goals along the way, and our journey toward the 2009 Summer of the Sprint Triathlon.
Rachel
- Total Loss Goal: 35
- Loss so far: 25
- Next Goal Prize: Two hours at Borders all by myself, and one book
- Prizes won so far: Nothing but the satisfaction of no longer being pregnant
Megan
- Total Goal Loss: 60
- Loss so far: 5
- Next Goal Prize: Kung Fu Panda
- Prizes won so far: Pride and Prejudice Bracelets
3 comments:
I went on a walk yesterday. It was 41 degrees and WINDY. Oh goodness. We pretty much ran most of the way home. But on the plus side, it was a solid mile, pushing a heavy double stroller, at a very brisk pace. That's something. Where is spring???
Also, you're doing great!! Go split pea!
I went on a walk too. I twas a blissful 62 degrees. Gorgeous! Then I sort of ruined it by going out to eat at Brick Oven with some friends who were in town. But even then, I ate the garlic bread and a trip to the salad bar, and a piece of the mini pizza that was the actual entree. I didn't feel obligated to even keep the leftovers, because that's what little brothers are for. That's right, if I'm out of the running for favorite daughter, I can at least be the favorite sister.
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