Restart Again

Scale as of this morning: 253 lbs <—eeks, that is almost ten pounds gained since Vegas!

Exercise: 12 minutes on my airstepper

Breakfast: Two Hard Boiled Eggs

Lunch: Grilled Chicken Breast and Green Beans w/ Butter Spray

Snack: Green Beans w/ Butter Spray

Dinner: 2 Grilled Fish Fillets w/ Spaghetti Squash and Parm Cheese

Snack: Yellow Squash slices

Today was the first day back on the wagon. Not doing too bad so far.


Tomorrow I will test my willpower with a trip to Phat Burger. Normally I wouldn’t dare do something so tempting this soon into restarting the diet but our friend Jenn wants to meet up to regale us with talk of her crazy Christmas experience and who can deny that? I’ll stick to a bunless burger w/ bacon. I will have to resist sneaking some of Jenn’s sweet potato fries…that is always my downfall.

I exercised tonight. That made two days in a row and that made me very happy.

I finally found my measuring tape yesterday so I’ll take my measurements tonight. If I really stick with this exercise thing I’ll want to make sure I am not just tracking weight. Plus I’ll be able to judge better when to start trying on smaller clothes. That was part of the house cleaning this weekend. I removed some clothes from my closet that I can’t quite fit into. I don’t want to get rid of them…that is accepting defeat. Besides, I did that once when I gained all that weight. I threw out all my “skinny” clothes and ended up needing them later as I finally took the weight off.

It’s a Start

Okay so I’ve basically eaten my weight in carbs since Vegas.  I have no one but myself to blame of course.  I tend to let myself snowball out of control after a planned cheat.  Often getting to the point where I don’t see what harm it would be to be off the diet just “one more day” until I realize I’ve been eating like a pig for over a week.

This morning my husband came into the bedroom while I was still laying in bed with the dog and declared he was taking his body back.  He was going to find some form of exercise and do it daily.  He realized he has incredible dedication when it comes to playing his guitar…why shouldn’t he point this willpower in a positive direction and get himself into shape? 

A darn good point I thought.

So about an hour ago I hauled out my air stepper.  You know, the one I had to have because I just knew that I would use it every single day…remember that one?  Yes.  The one that has sat vacant under the dining room table for over a year gathering a thick layer of dust and dog pee.

It’s not much but I did that for fifteen minutes.  I planned on doing five minutes, possibly ten but I was quite proud I managed to stay on for fifteen. 

Of course it doesn’t counter act all the crap I’ve shoved down my throat in the last week but I have to start somewhere right?