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Weigh-In Day and a NSV

Weigh-In Day and I was up a pound, but I’m not upset about it [this week] because Mr. Pea and I attended a scrumptious Auction Dinner, then it was Mr. Pea’s birthday, and over the week I indulged in chocolate Easter eggs, beer, chocolate cake and full on fat chicken cheese enchiladas.  Not together, of course, because everyone knows that beer goes with peanut butter cookies, not chocolate cake. Was it worth it?  YES!!! EVERY BITE!!!

I’m ramping it up this week with exercise and that pound will be history by Tuesday afternoon.

I’m also not upset because of this.  Remember this picture from last fall?  I was just all darned excited that day about rewarding myself with green shoes and I was elated that this brown skirt was too loose. 
I took that skirt in two inches in February.  TWO INCHES.  I pulled it out of my closet last night and ironed it to wear today.  I put it on this morning, pulled the zip and busted out laughing.  It was so loose that it sagged down below the top of my panties. Seriously. However, I was running late and too slacking to iron anything else so I bunched it up with a safety pin at the zip, pulled my top down over it and went on my way. 

I am walking around today with my skirt pinned shut so that it doesn’t fall off.  

How Cool is THAT??

 EMail Anglea Pea

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No More Tears

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Yes, I know I’ve posted here and elsewhere how it’s about the healthy habits, the exercise, the journey…everything else besides The Number.  I’m a [sometimes] fraud.  Because when that number stalls and stays stalled for daysweeksmonths, it really stinks.  It gets hard to stay positive, and the self incrimination tape starts rolling through your head.  “I’m so fat.  I’m a failure. I can’t do this.”

 

This time I didn’t quit.  I cried in front of folks at WW. I ranted and raved about the injustice of it all and the unfairness of the struggle.  I hated the scale that just laughed at me and gave me a higher number even when I burned more calories than I ate.

   And I kept going. I exercised.  I counted every bite. I kept going. And this week, after all these weeksmonths, I saw results.  2.6 pounds down.EMail Anglea Pea

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Patience

“Patience is waiting. Not passively waiting. That is laziness. But to keep going when the going is hard and slow – that is patience.”  ~Unknown~ 

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Now I just need to tattoo that quote on my forhead, or somehow inscribe it on my brain.  It was an UGLY WI today, especially so because I was totally OP, didn’t consume any extraneous calories, exercised every day and drank plenty of water.  Seriously. How the heck did I gain 2 pounds?  I just about lost it at WW.  I was so upset…and I’m totally thankful for the wonderful friends I have there who offered encouragement and advice. 
Sigh.  I’m going down in history as the person who lost the last ten pounds over the longest time.

EMail Anglea Pea