Nicky's weight loss tracking thread

Started rotations & fell off the weight loss band-wagon. Currently, 5'7.5 - 140lbs - about a 4lb weight gain in the last 1.5 yrs. Definitely did not move in the right direction. Hope to get to 125lbs in 3mo. - 15lbs in 3 mo. 5lbs/mo. 1.25lbs/week.


Current exercise: 22 min bicycling 5 days a week + (3 days of 30min extra).


Living in NYC is difficult because there are delis everywhere so I have too much access to cakes. What's working to keep those cravings low? Not having money at home. Means I can't afford to buy any cake.


What's working for my lifestyle: owning a bicycle instead of relying on slow public transport or an expensive car. It's cheap, green, and guaranteed daily exercise.

What's not working? Living only 2 miles away from work. I need to live 5 miles away from work - that will guarantee atleast 10 miles (50minutes) of cycling daily. Consider moving at the end of November.
 
I was so happy living in this apartment - now I've started to get to know my roommates. Which has been good in the sense that I've been out with them a couple of times & had some fun. But overall, it's a bad thing - there is too much drama. Two of my roommates have very loud sex once in a while - it's the 20yr old Arab kid who is here in NYC to learn English. And the 32 yr old bartender.


The Arab kid is an asshole - he's rude, demanding. I don't want to see him but I have to be polite because I live with him. But I'm almost on my last nerve. He said the other day that everything with me is so serious - that's not true. I take very little seriously - but I don't enjoy spending time with him. He's not witty - he's just rude. He called some other chick an elephant the other day. To her face - I don't think it's funny.


The bartender is fine - but I can tell she's got a lot of drama in her life. She's constantly complaining about something - her long work hours, the fact that her friend sleeps over in her bed all the time (even though she lets her friend do that). I don't get why a 32 yr old woman would sleep with a 20 yr old boy - I guess he's good in bed by the amount of noise she makes.


The Brazilians are fine - I only see them when I want to, they're fun, drama-free. They have each other, which means they never rely on me for companionship. This is my ideal kind of roommate relationship. The guy was in Greenpeace (he's a bleeding heart, genuinely nice guy). The girl is witty - I'm sure she and I wouldn't get along if we got to know each other because she has a little mean streak in her.


This apartment is too close to work anyway - I'm not getting enough exercise. Will try to move by November. The thing I would miss the most would be HBO/Cinemax etc which we get for free.


Today's been going relatively well.


Here's what I ate:

2 apples - 200 cal

potatoes + butter + milk - 500 cal

turkey - 700 cal

choco milk - 150 cal

bread - 100 cal

1650 cal total
 
One of my roommates called me a "Big-butt morena" the other day. A morena is a dark-skinned latina (I had to look it up). Except, I'm not a latina. I'm East-Indian. He didn't mean it as an insult - he's a nice guy and when I get kinda huffy about it, he looked flustered. But I've never been called "big butt" before. It's so strange - for so long, I've always been the girl with the great body - flat stomach, long legs, boobs at my neck, totally toned. I never consciously exercised but I had a very healthy life-style because I walked everywhere. I also ate chips and cookies but only rarely because those things are expensive.


These 15lbs are making me very self-conscious about my body. I have to move a little further away so I can start biking more. Guess I always took it for granted that my body would always stay naturally perfect - but I'm getting older & now it's time to face reality and work harder so I don't become a blimp.
 
It always helps to improve your physical fitness even besides weight concerns. People generally feel better when exercising regularly, get more regular sleep, better overall health, the list goes on and on.


We weren't really meant to be sitting around all day, despite the fact that somewhere along the line I became quite good at it. Exercise a little more, eat well and let the pounds fall where they may.
 
Today, I slept about 5hrs. It's a good thing because I'll be working tonight - I've biked 20min this morning. I'll bike another 20min tonight.


I got to meet my Pediatrics group last night - they were nice enough. I'll be spending 5-12hrs a day with these people for the next 6weeks so I hope none of them are too bossy. Most of them are from 1 school & I I'll take Uno to the hospital today - hopefully, someone will want to play.


I don't have much in terms of groceries left in my fridge atm - there's still 2 bell-peppers and a


I haven't eaten much today.


1 apple - 100 cal

a cup of cocoa - 150 cal

1 large potato + butter - 300 cal

1 bell-pepper stuffed with turkey - 400 cal

total calories - 950 cal
 
Today I gave into temptation & bought a pizza - already ate 3 slices of it. There's still 5 more slices which I'll probably devour once I come home. If I get to come home tonight. My shift is 24hrs - not too excited about that. Hope I can get a 3hr nap some point tonight. I slept like 10hrs last night, which I woke up and was sort of annoyed about. But now I'm super excited.
 
Your apartment sounds like a bad season of the Real World, only with more interesting accents. Hopefully you won't have someone start acting out in order to get more screen time.


I guess that's life in New York City.
 
I work at a hospital. One 24-hr shift & four 12-hr shifts in a week. It's really boring because I'm student & 50% of the time, my group (9 people) sit in a room together & do nothing productive. Then we have a patient come in and we work for an hour. Then back to having awkward conversations with each other. It'd be fine but I have board exams coming up in a month.


My group leader reminds me of the Gollum from LOTR. She's got these bright blue eyes that are totally sunken into her face - I've never seen dark-circles that bad before. She's very thin, very whiny. I've heard her complain for an hour straight, take a 10min rest, then go straight back to complaining. I brought head-phones hoping to drown her out but I can still hear everything :(. Why is it that the most whiny girl always gets chosen as group-leader? And she's pissed at me because I was late a couple of times. Whatever - I work really hard when I'm there so excuse me for being a half hour late once.

She can be funny though - she's from Kansas and her dad gets paid in cows when he does accounting work for farmers. That sounds a lot like the town where my family lives - Grundy, Virginia. My mother has paid our doctor in eggs once in a while. My sister saw a dead bear on the side of the road the other day & wanted to bring it home because she wants a bear-skin rug.


I LOL'ed when I read your comment MrVee. Another 24y/o brazillian girl has moved in with us temporarily now. She's sleeping on the floor of the Arab guy's room. So when he wants to screw the 32y/o bartender, he has to go to her room now, which is really a blessing for me because the bar-tender's room is further away from mine so I'm not woken up by moaning at 3AM anymore.


The Arab guy overheard me calling him a racist on the phone to my mother - he really is. He refers to our house-cleaner by the N-word, except he only does it behind his back because our house-cleaner is a 6' tall man who could beat the living crap out of him. The Arab kid also refers to himself as "white" (I really wanna ask him if he's heard the term sand-nigger). It's beyond obvious he's desperate to be white - even dyed his hair bright blond. He's also referred to himself as Brazillian in the past because he thinks Brazillians are cool, chill people & the particular Brazillians we live with are light-skinned. He's a total Arab-cliche. He loves blonde, blue-eyed white women, he spends ridiculous amounts of money on frivolous crap, he pronounces "Pepsi" as "Bebsi", he's failed every class he's in.

He's been rude to me too because I'm East-Indian. He does things like swear at me in Arabic & Portugese ('cus he wants to be Brazillian) because he thinks I won't get it. But after he overheard me calling him racist to my mother, he's tried to be much nicer and PC with me. Son, please. I'm a 27y/o woman with a crazy work-schedule & a ton of studying to do everyday. I tolerate him because I have to live with him & I want my home environment to stay chill. But he's leaving at the end of this week (THERE IS A GOD!)


My diet is crap atm - I biked four 10-minute intervals today & ate about 800 cal worth of pizza. I have to go buy real food so the pizza binging can stop. But thankfully, I've managed to stop eating rice 3x a day now, which I thought would be harder. My group-mate is starting something called a "Dukan diet".
 
Roommate came home @1:20 AM totally wasted. Woke up when asshole arab ran into my door (most likely on purpose). Got out of bed when I heard one of the 2 drunks fall down on the floor downstairs. I had to go down because it was ridiculous downstairs. I think someone has alcohol poisoning. Got them into the shower - can't get her to drink gatorade. Don't care anymore. Moving tomorrow AM - can't live here anymore.
 
March 2013 official stats:

Height: 5'7.5
Weight: 139lbs

I've gained 2lbs since I started this blog. 2lbs in 2yrs isn't awful but I've got to take my weight loss goals more seriously.
 
Mom keeps telling me not to eat stuff - but I really hate living at home 'cus she starves us during the day. Even on weekends, we don't eat food during the day. We just get one meal at night. It's 'cus she never gets hungry & so she assumes that no one else gets hungry either.
 
My (REALLY) impossibly high standards for men. Or maybe not so much?

I'm 28, single - somewhat interested in getting married. Mostly so I can avoid regret later on when I get older of "Why didn't I get married earlier?" I'm still happiest when I'm single & I'm approaching a relationship with the knowledge that I'd be happier single, but knowing that I should find a relationship now when it's still easy.

Because I'm east-Indian, my mom was for a long time stuck on "Find an East-Indian - he has to be Muslim & speak our language". This has been going on since I was 20yrs old. But now she's worried because I'm a lot older & still single.
So she's given me the permission to look outside of my ethnicity. Thank god.

But at the same time, I've got to adjust my perspective & be more willing to settle. First year med-school, I had a steady boyfriend (Peter - who died later). During 2nd yr of medical-school, I probably rejected about 15-20 med-students. During 3rd year, I didn't get as much interest. Maybe I really am visibly getting older. Or maybe it's this 10lb weight gain.

Now, a few of the people I rejected, I still wouldn't consider because they're Jewish & I'm Muslim. That would break my mother's heart. But the rest, I rejected because I wasn't interested in a relationship/or just didn't want one with THAT guy.

So now I stand at a crossroad: Residency.

I'm not against finding someone during residency. But I've got to shift my mentality away from "Must be a doctor", which I have. It's just difficult to meet anyone who is not an attending, resident or a med-student. Actually, this is unfair because I posted this & then thought: this is silly. There are lots of PAs, nurses, social workers etc at a hospital too. People who have good educations but maybe not as much as I have. I've got to actively shift my world view to include them also.

I'm very socially awkward so that probably makes things difficult. Even though I'm beautiful enough to attract a lot of attention at first, the interest just goes away when I start to get to know people. I don't know how to have a conversation with people, which is a really big damper. Maybe I should look on Match.com - it's probably smarter to just do that earlier & be happy, rather than wait, not find someone in real life & regret not going on Match.com sooner.

All this would've been moot point if Peter didn't die: I'd probably have married him. If our kids were lucky, they'd have his brains & my bone structure.
 
The longer I live in this world, the more clear it becomes to me that most people choose not to think rationally. A simple example:

I had a course where we were learning to read to do a thorough cardiac exam on a simulated patient at University of Miami. I was assigned to a group with other AUA students to practice cases, with questions along the way. Everytime we got the wrong answer, an automatic explanation would pop up on screen which my group-mates glossed over. They’d discuss some theory amongst themselves & move on. How do you learn that way? Obviously, we kept getting the same thing wrong over & over again because we weren’t learning from our mistakes. Over the month-long course, we spent more time glossing over the explanation for the wrong answer than if we’d just learned it properly at the beginning & subsequently gotten it correct. What an inefficient way to do things.

The AUA-average was 61. The UofM average was in the 70s. I scored 90, because I practiced separately from my group after realizing they didn't want to learn. Most of the AUA students underperformed (by a lot). I’m not surprised. This one girl made a big deal of wanting an A & I was like “Dude, you should’ve looked at the answer while we were practicing so you wouldn’t be so clueless on the exam.” She was ironically the one who’d laugh at me for taking the course seriously. What a loser. She was paying good money to be in that course & didn’t bother to get anything out of it.

As a more complex example:

I didn’t have to read any book, or watch any TEDtalks videos to understand why child labor and sweatshops isn’t a terrible, heinous thing. For me, it was intuitive that a poor country can offer low cost production to investors (both foreign & domestic). Offering low production cost to investors means investors put more money into the country, develop the economy, people get richer etc. But sacrifices have to be made. To keep production costs low, the companies can’t pay people much money (aka sweatshops & kids). The working conditions are probably going to be poor, compared to any developed country. But at the same time, I understood that poor people in these countries would line up for these jobs because the choice is between sweatshop, begging, subsistence-level farming (back-breaking labor, no safety net in case you get sick), or some other equally bad prospect. The sweatshop is least awful choice out of these.

I shop for a personal item maybe once every 4months, when I need a new shoe because my old one has a hole in it. I only own 1pair of shoes at any time because I only have 1pair of feet. I buy my bicycles second hand. The last time I shopped for clothes was 1yr ago. I’m getting ready to take apart my laptop to change out a bulb myself because the screen has stopped working, and I don’t plan on buying a new laptop until the motherboard goes out. You can call me cheap. You can call me non-materialistic. Either way, I’m not spending a lot of money to buy a lot of fancy things so I don’t need sweat-shops to exist. But I recognize that because they do, countries like China have done really well. 16% of Chinese people in 2005 were living in poverty. In 1981, 85% of Chinese people lived in poverty. Sweat-shops, ridiculous work hours etc are the biggest part of the improvement.

My IQ is probably about 120. I’m not an idiot, but it’s certainly nothing to write home about. And if I feel like this around most people most of the time, how does someone who is genuinely intelligent feel? It must’ve been depressing to be someone like my ex-boyfriend (Peter) – he got into university at 10yrs old. For him, everyday must’ve been a trial in patience, waiting for people around him to figure out something he’d known for ages. I know he got frustrated with me once in a while because I didn’t understand things fast enough.
 
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