weight loss diary: week 9 of 15

And, yes, I did it! Finally busted through my plateau, as mentioned in the previous posting. Now comes the hard part: taking off those last 6 lbs.

As of this week, I'm starting what I call Phase 2 of the weight loss: Toning. I've lost the weight mostly through restricting my caloric intake, but the flab is still there. The flab! Until I actually turn that into muscle, I won't feel settled in my new lower weight - although its definitely nice to see the change. So from now on, I'll be posting my inches too - yikes!

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Week 9 Stats:

• Weight: 124.5 lbs
• Body Fat: 27%
• Body Fat #s total lost: 2.96 lbs

The Inches:

• Chest: 31.5 in
• Waist: 28.5 in
• Hips: 37 in

Workouts:

• Mon, 5/8: 20 mins Elliptical, 40 mins Weights
• Thurs, 5/11: 20 mins Elliptical
• Sat, 5/13: 3.5 hours Dance

Pictures:













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What Helped Me:

• Not drinking. Seriously helped raise my metabolism and bust through my plateau. The calories saved from alcohol and drunk eating didn't hurt either ;-)
• My home elliptical trainer. Yay! I love working out on it.
• Seeing the change in myself. I never knew that seeing an accomplishment could help so much.
• Being OP. Gee, actually following the WW plan actually works...
  

What Hurt Me:

• Complacence. Sigh. I indulged quite a bit this weekend, since I'd lost the weight, feel good about myself and had extra points. Never fear, I did have 6.5 flexies left this week, but I'm terrified that I'm going to lose all control and go off the deep end.
• Fear. See above :-) Can I maintain that self-control once I get more points or go off the alcohol abstinence? I've decided that I'm not going to start drinking until (a) I am confident that I can start drinking and then stop at 2, and (b) I can have fun without alcohol. As it is, I'm quite enjoying being sober, waking up early, and not being hungover.

Week 10 Goals:

• Workouts: 3x cardio on the elliptical or other, 2x weight training, dance on Thursday night and all day Saturday.
• Stay OP! Go to meetings! Blog on ExP! All the things that I've learned and not lose them now that I'm close...
  
• Get over my emotional reaction to annoying ex-boyfriends and their annoying ways, clean the house, declutter my life of annoying ex-boyfriends. Tee hee, see a trend?

And now for the ultimate challenge... I'm starting to date again. Scared...

its official!

I went to Weight Watchers for weigh in today, and its official: I've lost 14 lbs since I started 8 weeks ago. Holy mother of cranberry bunnies!

I was telling Caro that I didn't think I looked any different, so we took this week's Little Black Dress picture early. When I looked at them side by side, I finally started to believe it...













Before: Week 2, 03.19.06 | After: Week 9, 05.11.06

Guess its time to go shopping... Whoo!!

where did all the britneys go?

We decorated my office mate's desk today. He's on vacation, and its long-standing tradition that your desk get pranked when you go out of town. Just to give you some background, Drew is this big, white 6'4" guy. Dry sense of humor, very laid back, very male.

Behold...



The images around the monitor are from a magazine called PopScene! You can't see it in the picture, but they say things like "Get Girly & Think Pink", and contain those embarassing stories from YM. My favorite is the one of this girl who got caught "saying goodnight to all of my JMac posters."

Who the heck is JMac??? Who the heck are 1/2 these ppl?? When I got to Virgin, and asked if they had any Britney posters, the teen-hipster working at the register gave me a disdainful look. "Britney? She's like SO two years ago." Thankfully, we found a suitable replacement with the "dreamy" Orlando Bloom poster.

Boy, do I feel old.

well, i'm not dying...

... but after waiting an HOUR for the doctor, I kind of wish I was.

Grr.

playing with boys

I started off my am with a conversation with Karen.

karen: more fun to play with guys
serena: i know
karen: they hit harder
karen: so i don't have to hold back my power
serena: hahah

She is referring to tennis, of course.