Squeeze My Lemons

I know it's all still very fresh and painful ( I couldn't even imagine how I would deal with it) but I hope you are starting to feel better.

Don't let those few pounds get you down. You have worked so hard by now you can allow yourself one or two slips.

:seeya:
 
Okay so time to catch up on a few things:

1) The Man and I have set a date...you yankees should get a kick out of this...July 4, 09. Yes we will be losing our independence on Independence Day. No, our colors are not going to be red, white, and blue. I am sure that this date must be booked solid in the States, but its not the case here in Canada. This just happened to be a good day and it is definitely not an anniversary date we are likely to forget (my parents celebrated their anni on the wrong date for 12 years!!)

2) I got THE DRESS. Mucho excited. It was on sale so it so I won't have to sell a kidney (although many dresses are probably the cost of a heart or a good set of lungs). It fits as it is and it has a corset tie back so that if...or should I say WHEN...I lose weight it will still fit. Its a tad tight in the hips so even a ten pound loss would be awesome. EVEN MORE EXCITING: it is a size 12...I have dropped two sizes since I last tried on dresses. Jackpot!!!!

3) Bad news: My cousin suddenly died just after I wrote my woeful ranting journal entry. Unfortunately, the funeral was booked for the same day as my grandpa's (other side of the family). It was actually a good thing because two funerals in a row would have been too tough.

4) Good news: Tonight I went to my brother-in-laws awesome chinese restaurant and I resisted. I had wor wonton soup that was stuffed full of veggies and a tasty low fat broth. No ginger beef, no chicken balls, no problem. I have never succeeded in resisting before because, no word of a lie, it is the best chinese restaurant in the world.

5) I am getting some minor surgery on my arm tomorrow. I was in a pretty nasty car accident in the summer and had a lot of glass in my arm. Tomorrow, I am getting some remaining glass and scar tissue removed. The plastic surgeon should be able to correct some of the ugly scars I've got. In reality (don't tell the car insurance ;)), its not all that bad and I am not that self conscious about them. I am self conscious about so many things that I can't let myself be bothered by this. I am starting to notice the scars in pictures, though, and I still get people asking me what happened, so it would be nice to fix them up a bit.

6) Weighed myself today and the weight is going back down a bit. :) My weigh-in is tomorrow so wish me luck.
 
So I think my sister is going to kill me.

My mom keeps saying how much she wants to lose weight. I finally told her to go through her cupboards and get rid of all the wonderfully sinful things that should not be eaten. Guess what...she finally did. She pulled out some of the most delectable and naughty food products imaginable and left all the healthy and somewhat boring things stacked on the shelves. Her cupboard is no long a treasure box of all the things I used to love to eat. I guess I need to find a new hobby since perusing her cupboards is no longer exciting.

So on to the part where my sister is going to kill me... My mom took it all over to her house, instead. Now she's going to have to deal with it. *LOL* Contrary to belief, it was not my idea.

I can't believe my mom finally made a commitment like this. I told her how worried I was about moving back with them for the summer and gaining the weight back. She finally decided to make the change, not just for me but for herself and my dad as well. I hope the resolution sticks when I go back home.
 
So I flew back home to Vancouver today. I guess this means that it's back to life as per usual. I weighed my self on my "home scale" and the results aren't so bad. I am up only 0.8lbs from when I left. I consider this a success since it has been two very rough and very tempting weeks.

When I was checking in at the airport I happen to run into someone I knew on the same flight. Unfortunately, it ended up being a guy who talks non-stop about himself (then again, I'm the one on here talking non-stop about myself. LOL). Its actually hilarious. He's a player that is convinced he is not a player. He prides himself on not being one. I egged him on, teasing him about how much of a player he is. He thinks I'm joking, but in all actuality I'm quite serious. It was quite a good diversion for the time I needed to kill, but I can only take so much. Thank god, I didn't have to sit near him as I would have become the wacko passenger that the air marshal has to subdue.

I was thinking of something today. Its funny how when you're little, you beg for treats all the time. When you don't get any, it's mortally wounding. Now when someone gives me a treat, I am devastated. I'd rather have someone slap my hand when it is caught in the cookie jar. I beg people to not give me treats. How F***'d up is that? It's seeming a little S&M...

I have decided to give the couch-to-5K running program a try. I'm not sure about how its going to go. I'm trying to be optimistic. I am going to procrastinate from my homework a bit and go shopping for some good running shoes. I'm not going to go too high end until I can see if my back can handle the running, but I have to get good enough quality to support my back. A little of a conundrum...

Hopefully it takes a long time to figure the shoe thing out because I REALLY don't want to work on homework. This school crap has got to end soon. I'm near the end of my eighth year of post-secondary. This is starting to seem a bit abnormal. And I don't think I'm getting any smarter...

Hoping you all have a happy Sunday!
 
wow thats awsome of ya mum to help out - let us know how the fallout goes :)

Yeah I've got to say my mom's pretty awesome. It was just a matter of refocusing her ideas on what is considered spoiling. Spoiling me no longer includes food. I really hope she can stick to her plan. Her cooking has definitely leaned up. She now cooks only enough for a hockey team, not an army. LOL. It has to start somewhere I guess.
 
Oh my god...I just posted pictures in the before, in between, after forum. I don't even know what to say...I hesitated over the submit button for a long time. Its done. Check em out if you want, I guess.
 
I just found your diary hon, and I have to say, you amuse the crap out of me. I love, love, love your sense of humor and your writing style. It flows effortlessly and is quite capitivating.

Congratulations so far on the twenty pound weight loss. :hurray: You look absolutely amazing. You'll be the most stunning bride ever, you wait and see. Oh, and you're SO CUTE!! My goodness, I LOVE your hair!!

The post about talking with a player was so funny. I know so many of these guys. We can't convince them they're absolute dawgs no matter how hard we try. If we happen to mention to them their proclivity for conceit and their meglomaniacal egos, they snort, cock an eyebrow, roll their eyes, and act as though we'd just told the worst joke in the world. These types of men are so much fun, aren't they? *eyeroll*

Good luck on the couch-to-5k! It took me a year to work up enough stammina to last for five miles. First it was a quarter mile, than a half, then a whole, then two, three, four and so on. We just have to gradually push ourselves, and train our bodies to deal with the physical strain in order to become stronger. And you know what? It hurts like heck at first, but when you're able to run for five miles and burn 700+ calories in one night, it's all worth it in the end. You'll get to this point. I have faith in you, luscious!!
 
Ivariant,

Thanks for dropping in. I feel like one of the "cool" kids finally came over to my house after school.

Thanks for the compliment on the hair. Truth be told I need to go in for a bit of a cut... I've been putting it off. The last time was in October when I paid $80 out of sheer desperation. I am now ruined. It was such an awesome cut that I don't want to go anywhere else. There is no way I can afford to back either! I think I'm going to give in soon... I have to say that your hair is gorgeous in your pics. How about we swap hair now and then because I have always wanted hair like yours?

Yes I could definitely go on and on about what a jackass my player-friend is. I'm not even sure if I really dislike him because its pretty damn amusing talking to him. I can have a twenty minute conversation with him and then talk to someone else about him for a good hour! He adds fuel to my conversations.
 
So I am all in for the couch to 5K. It seems that whenever I make a commitment to do something it involves my pulling out the plastic. This time it was $250 for a good pair of running shoes, a pedometer, and a new sports bra. Now, I'm locked in to this running thing.

I have to laugh at the sports bra. I needed something to strap the girls in good. It wouldn't be nice to be running with them smacking me in the face. I got a really good one, but man its complicated to get it all set up right. There's velcro strap things, clasps, latches...the whole nine yards (no I don't mean nine yards of fabric--I am not a friggin jersey cow!). It feels like I'm getting stapped into a parachute or something. I don't think I signed up for that class, though...

I downloaded the couch-5K podcast recommended by daiseeangel and I am all set to go out. I'm not sure exactly when I'll head out today. I'm raring to go, but I've been procrastinating (as usual) on an abstract I have to write for a paper I'm proposing. Not looking forward to it.

Procrastinating seems to be a common theme in my diary. I've trained myself into the belief that I work better under pressure. Who am I kidding? Do I really enjoy sleepless nights before a deadline? No. It contradicts my other favorite hobby...sleeping. However, sleeping as a means to procrastinate...now that is sheer delight...
 
So I am all in for the couch to 5K. It seems that whenever I make a commitment to do something it involves my pulling out the plastic. This time it was $250 for a good pair of running shoes, a pedometer, and a new sports bra. Now, I'm locked in to this running thing.

I have to laugh at the sports bra. I needed something to strap the girls in good. It wouldn't be nice to be running with them smacking me in the face. I got a really good one, but man its complicated to get it all set up right. There's velcro strap things, clasps, latches...the whole nine yards (no I don't mean nine yards of fabric--I am not a friggin jersey cow!). It feels like I'm getting stapped into a parachute or something. I don't think I signed up for that class, though...

I downloaded the couch-5K podcast recommended by daiseeangel and I am all set to go out. I'm not sure exactly when I'll head out today. I'm raring to go, but I've been procrastinating (as usual) on an abstract I have to write for a paper I'm proposing. Not looking forward to it.

Procrastinating seems to be a common theme in my diary. I've trained myself into the belief that I work better under pressure. Who am I kidding? Do I really enjoy sleepless nights before a deadline? No. It contradicts my other favorite hobby...sleeping. However, sleeping as a means to procrastinate...now that is sheer delight...

LMAO.

Ok, I have to know, what kind of sports bra did you get? The one I have too has velcro and clasp thingies and I love it. I got it for Christmas because my fat arse was too big for my other one and now, this one is almost too big. Sigh.

I'm so excited to have you join the couch to 5k club and am glad you saw it mentioned in Tyly's journal. Keep up the great work!

Tasha
 
i need an ass bra i think, whenever i run my butt jiggles (never my boobs, that would be wishful thinking!)

Im thinkin of joining the 5k club also :)
 
LMAO.
Ok, I have to know, what kind of sports bra did you get? The one I have too has velcro and clasp thingies and I love it. I got it for Christmas because my fat arse was too big for my other one and now, this one is almost too big. Sigh.

Its a Champion brand one. It has the shoulder straps with adjustable velcro and a normal bra clasp at the back with a snap closure too (I can't figure that one out... is it the safety clasp to avoid fallout if the main one breaks??!! LOL). I tried it out in my first session and it is awesome. I almost felt like a twelve year old boy!!!

As for getting one "because your fat arse was too big for your other one"...I hate to break it to you...its for your boobs not your arse. LOL. Its a good and a bad thing your current one is getting to big. Its not that old, but then again, it means you've shrunk. That's awesome. Are we going to have to have a sport bra swap meet on this forum?

Wishes,
I see wishes beat me to the ass-jokes by three minutes. What is with it Wishes we seem to be crossing each others paths within minutes of each other. LOL! In the boob department, my sister is in the same boat as you. She's always gotten the "tea bags", "mosquito bites" jokes from me and I've always gotten the "lard-ass" jokes from her.
 
I have to laugh at the sports bra. I needed something to strap the girls in good. It wouldn't be nice to be running with them smacking me in the face. I got a really good one, but man its complicated to get it all set up right. There's velcro strap things, clasps, latches...the whole nine yards (no I don't mean nine yards of fabric--I am not a friggin jersey cow!). It feels like I'm getting stapped into a parachute or something. I don't think I signed up for that class, though...

I thought about joining the Couch to 5k challenge, but I'm in college and spring break is in two weeks which will throw off my progress. I bought a new sports bra though since I want to start running at the park nearby now that it's warming up. It was a long and trying battle getting it on. Mine doesn't have clasps or anything so you just slip it over your head....I swear it was trying to strangle me. Plus side though, they don't move at all now. :D

Good luck on the running
 
Oh I forgot some good news. I weighed myself this morning and I am back down to where I was before I left home two weeks ago. This is a major accomplishment for me. There's something about the air in Edmonton... it just makes me fat. I know what you are all thinking and you're all wrong. Its not the fact that I eat out when I visit my fiance or that I have "vacation syndrome" (you know, the syndrome where you stuff your face and spend loads of money on crap you'd never buy if you were home). I swear to god, its the air...
 
Hahaha.

I'll have to go check the one you got out, but the one I bought in 2006 and what I got for Christmas was this one:

The life of a sports bra if used regularly is 6 months I hear (I wonder if it's less for bigger busted women). Anyway, I absolutely love this one and it's almost ready to head out.. I am sad because it's so expensive and I'll have to buy another one, but I'm also happy at the same time that I'm getting smaller. So far, it seems to be mainly the chest size and not the cup size going down, although if that doesn't go down too, I'm in trouble. haha. I guess we could have a sportsbra swap. That's a funny name for a club. LMAO

Air huh? lol. Good one. I'll try that this weekend when hubby and I head out of town for a few days. We are going to be near shopping and awesome eats.
 
i get a molded stretchy one, but im pretty small up top. But they are super comfy and very cheap. Hard to find unfortunatly :D
 
Oh I forgot some good news. I weighed myself this morning and I am back down to where I was before I left home two weeks ago. This is a major accomplishment for me. There's something about the air in Edmonton... it just makes me fat. I know what you are all thinking and you're all wrong. Its not the fact that I eat out when I visit my fiance or that I have "vacation syndrome" (you know, the syndrome where you stuff your face and spend loads of money on crap you'd never buy if you were home). I swear to god, its the air...

Congratulations!! This is very good news. And I totally believe you. When I went to california last year, it was the air that made me gain three pounds, despite my relishing in 'vacation syndrome'. Hey, I couldn't help it. It was thirty below back home, and we don't have fresh shrimp here too often in the winter. I wasn't *not* going to scarf down on seafood and greasy burgers. Besides, that's what you do on vacation...or so I've been told...
 
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