So, It's been awhile...

Well...I've now lost just over 33 pounds  My Weight Watchers at Work group ended and I now go to the Weight Watchers Center in Bryan.

I'm GRADUATING on Friday!  Whoop for my Masters!  I can't believe it.  I've got a sassy little black dress to wear :)

Last night I actually just eeked into the 160's last night!  Instead of a 20 my weigh beings with a 16.  Lordy Mercy I am excited about that.

I've been a little lax in the workouts and the tracking - I've got to get back on that...hardcore.  I've got another 15 pounds to lose.  My goal now is 155.  Wow...that would be great.  And maybe I'll shoot for 150.  I'm right at a size 12 - I'd love to end this at a size 10 and keep the weight off for good! 

What a journey...I'll try to keep blogging more now that I have some free time :) 

Week 12 Weigh In

Well folks - I'm trying to get my Master's paper done so that I can graduate so that's why there aren't hardly any posts - look for them to pick up mid Nov. again.

BUTTTT....remember how I got my 10 percent keychain last week???  WELLLL  This week I got a 25lb charm to put on that keychain!  I had lost another 3 pounds - I couldn't beleive it!!

And that was after I snaked some of HSSH's french fries - I was eating edammae - please HSSH "LAY OFF ME I'M STARVING." - Name that SNL skit please?  Anyone?? Bonus points if you can name two of the actors... :)

So I am thrilled - 25.8 pounds GONE.....YES! I am already a new woman.  I'm now at 178.2 pounds - from 202.2...YES!  I'm loving being a smaller me.  I need to lose about 30 more pounds but I got it covered I can do it - then I'll be in the mid-weight range for my height and I'm going to go nuts buying new clothes...sorry HSSH but I gotta show of this slinky new body when it's complete!

Instead of the girl that buys french bread, crutons, ranch dressing, brownies, ice cream, 8 kinds of crackers and cheese, cream sauce, white pasta and all that other bad crap I realized yesterday after a trip to HEB that I had COMPLETLY changed my eating habits...

Instead in my cart I had:
 - bottled water
 - whole grain pasta
 - flax and wheat frozen waffles and light syrup
 - TONS of frozen veggies
 - Edammae
 - Fresh fruit
 - 3 kinds of super healthy low cal. juice
 - fat free milk
 - fat free soups
 - black beans
 - canned corn
 - low fat sandwhich meat
 - 40 calorie per slice bread - thank you Nature's Own I LOVE your LIGHT bread...
 - fresh veggies

I've done it - I've changed the way I eat and what I put into my body - thanks weight-watchers for teaching me what to put into my body!!! 

Loving the ever emerging new me :)  Thanks for reading...Remember YOU TOO CAN DO IT!! Just commit and and you will get everything back that you put into it...except of course, the weight!

Week 11 Weigh-In

As I mentioned yesterday - totally DREADING weigh-in today.  Becuase I KNEW the tears would flow when the scale said I gained weight...

I get to Emily and step on the scale...telling her this won't be good. 

And then she frowns...shakes her head and writes the number down...

And I almost start to cry and she says, "Well clearly you did alright-YOU LOST 3.2 POUNDS!"

Shut the door lady!!?!! Is your scale broken?  Seriously...3.2 pounds?  Um...thanks stress.

I got my 10% keychain today!! Which means I have lost 10 percent of my starting weight - and I'm now at 181.2 pounds!!

I think I love this keychain more than HSSH.  Maybe.  It's shiny and copper and I heart it BIG!

Ah...this day was awesome.

Falling Down the Rabbit Hole

As my friend Mandy would say "I fell of the wagon and then proceeded to eat the horse."

It will be a MIRACLE of MIRACLES if I have not gained weight tomorrow.  I have not worked out in four days - FOUR.  AHHHHH...

And I've eaten a ton of junk.

Well and one amazing lunch from Christopher's in College Station.  Shrimp and grits and an audouille, mushroom cream sauce.  Oh my heavens I understand shrimp and grits - I LOVE shrimp and grits.

Should I mention the chocolate cake filled with melted chocolate fudge?  Probably not.  My boss made me do it, and she ate half.  Thank you Jesus. 

Then there was a family emergency.  A huge one.  The biggest one there ever has been.  And I split to the hometown.  And I ate perfeclty and worked out on Thursday.

Then on Friday...Oh...I cleaned for 5 plus hours and ate way less than I was supposed to...good job me.  A happy face for Friday. 

Saturday.   I threw down on a plate of migas for breakfast/lunch. 
Dinner was fajitas.

Should I tell you about the margarita machine and that swear to God I drank a gallon of rum marg's?

I really ought not.  But did I mention famil emergency?  Stress, etc.??  Did I??

Sunday...yeessh.  A day of rest.  Ate a tiny bit of chinease food for lunch, then THREW down on some red beans and rice, french fries, a biscut and fried chicken from popeyes.  I know, I know...bad girl, nonononono.

Monday...a plate of BBQ ribs, pinto's and green beans - not a bad lunch.  Lots of protien. 
Ha.  Then I had a "broken spoke" which consisted of funnel cake fingers and a scoop of vanilla blue bell and chocolate syrup.  BURP.  Sorry, thighs.
Red barron pizza for dinner....

I'm hoping beyond hope that the stress and the nervous energy has kept the weight off and that I didn't gain and that I MIGHT have lost the .4 lbs necessary to get to the 10% goal.

Am I hopeful for this?  No.  Why?  I'm eating a 5 course meal and Johnny Carino's tonight.

Crap in a bucket this week went down the toilet for me.

Better luck this week. 

HSSH is on a boat.  In the Gulf.  I am worried. 

Week Ten (last week)

Everyone - sorry for my absence.

Last week I lost another 1.4 pounds for a total of 19.6 - so close to the 20 lb mark and having lost 10 percent of my starting weight - at which point I'll get a keychain!! Yeah!!!! 

Pure Exhaustion & Krispy Kreme

Hello Everyone...

I'm quite tired today.  And my back hurts...ugh.  After an 8 hour workday I'll grab a bite to eat then head over to campus to put in at least two hours of work on my final paper...then home to run 10 miles...shower, etc.

Wash, rinse, repeat.

No HSSH this weekend...sad. 

Instead I was a co-hostess for HSSH's sister-in-law's baby shower.  I made the decorations and several dips -I finally got to play with the red Kitchen Aid food processor that I got for my birthday...

I made crostini's out of 4 loafs of french bread - toasted with olive oil, sea salt and feshly ground pepper - the pepper is the secret...amazing.  But bad for me so I only had a few...

I also made a !fat free! cream cheese, smoked salmon and caper dip with a little butter and lemon mixed in.  Basically everything you would assemble onto a crostini all mixed together in an easy spread. 

Then I made a !fat free! cream cheese dip that inlcuded garlic, chives, marjoram, oregano and fresh lemon juice. 

These both tasted great with the crostini's.  I also made my signature dip of drained and rinsed black beans, H.E.B. pico de gallo, drained and rinsed whole kernel corn, various seasonings and lime juice - this is quite healthy - till you start digging into it with a bazzillion Frito's scoops...(10 scoops = 3 pts).  I did snack at the shower - but not too much.  I didn't feel all that guilty about it - came home and had a Red Barron French Bread Pizza - at 8 points a pizza its a bit much but soooo good! 

Everyone love the diaper cake, banner and food that I made for the shower - it was a fantastic time and I can't wait to meet the little guy in late October.  Best of all I made HSSH mom take home ALL of the food I made so there would be NO temptations at home for me. 

I only ran three miles Friday and none on Saturday - I got back from Huntsville & the shower at 6pm and cleaned house and did laundry till midnight.  Sunday morning I got up and ran 7 miles - and danced while running on the elliptical becuase I was watching Dirty Dancing...

One of my favorite scenes...Hey Sylvia, Yes Mickey?  How do you call your lover boy? 

I LOVE that movie...RIP Patrick Swayze...Anyways its a wonder that I didn't fall off the elliptical as I gyrated along with the music although there was a close call when I nearly put my flailing arm into the ceiling fan...oh well.  I never said I was coordinated - or that I could dance.  Feeling great after my run I went out to my grandparents house in Somerville...

And my aunt - who is also doing Weight Watchers - showed up with Krisy Kreme donuts imported from San Antonio.  What a  &%$^#.  Seriosuly...Krispy Freaking Kreme...6 pts a donut.  And I ate two.  Shoot me.  They were flipping awesome - even if they weren't hot.  It happens. 

I had a BBQ sandwhich on whole wheat bread as a late afternoon meal and then snacked on fritos, a slice of cheese and 1/2 cup of fat free re-fried beans that night. 

Today, I've had a WW chocolate shake and I'm thinking Pei Wei for dinner :) Lettuce Wraps are 5 pts (minus the crispy noodles) and the sauce is 2 pts. 

Beginning Week 9

Well, despite the fact that I ate the ten point cookie yesterday...and it was good...

I lost 2.2 pounds this week!! I got another 5lb star sticker for my bookmark - which marks 15 lbs...

My total weight loss?  16.8lbs!!  I am on my way to the 20lb mark and I will be THRILLED to say I've lost 20 lbs.  We have 8 more weeks to go on the program & I am hopeful that I will be able to lose an additional 15 before it is over.  I'd like to be between 150 & 160 - which means I would need to lose a total of 40-45 lbs, total...but I am confident!

I am contemplating re-upping in the program becuase I want to stay on track over the DREADED holidays...divorced parents and my boyfriends huge family make for about 7 Thanksgivings and Christmases...which is tasty but packs on the pounds.  The plan?  EXERCISE.  I even bought a winter work out top at Old Navy yesterday...in a LARGE.  Yippie! 

This weekend it should be relativley easy to stay on Target - the only pitfall will be a baby shower on Saturday...but I can manage. 

Until next time! 

The Free Cookie Dilemma

Yesterday was one of those days.  Those days were NOTHING in the world seems right and you want to get on the first plane out of town and never look back.  Its too bad that all the planes leaving my town go to Houston...

Anyways.  I lost it.  I did not, as Betheney Frankle of the Real Housewives of New York says, "check myself before I wrecked myself."

I went straight to Popeyes and ate THREE biscuts, 2 drumsticks and the chicken nugget that came in the chicken biscut.  And them my stomach and insides revolted against the trash I put in my body.  Nuff Said. 

But I ran my ten miles and had a small filet of flounder, 1/2 cup of fat free refriend beans and 2 slices of polenta with a tblsp of queso from World Market.

Today I feel better.  I'm going to get an outfit for a baby shower I am helping host this weekend.  I am also going to be working on my paper so I wanted a big lunch to keep my full till well past dinner time.  I ordered a PotBelly chicken sandwhich on skinny wheat (12 pts - cheese, pickles, seasoning - I know 12 is a lot but this lunch is 1/2 of my daily allotment of 25 so I went with it.) with a bowl of their 1 pt vegtable soup - which is only avaiable on Tuesday.  This soup is PHENOMENAL.  For 1 pt!  Thank you to Pot Belly for having detailed nutritional information on their website.

Well...there was a slight hitch in my plan.  My lunch was almost an hour late, 50 starving minutes.  Well....
They gave me a free oatmeal chocolate chip, soft cookie. 

Lord have mercy...too the nutritional info...

OMG this cookie is 10 points...now its a rather large cookie.

I am working alone.  There is no one to give this too.  And I can't throw it away.  That would be wrong, starving children and what not.  I'm thinking I'm going to eat it...and run A LOT tonight.

But weigh-in is tomorrow...

What is a girl to do???  

P.S. Weekend update:  I ate really healthy this past weekend - only one bad meal ;)  We iceskated on Saturday and it was great! :)

Week 8 Weigh-In

Well....its Wednesday...that means WEIGH-IN....

I was worried. 

I took off all my jewels and shoes when I weighed...BUT

I lost 1.2 lbs for a total of 14.6 pounds!  I am SO close to 15! I can't wait!!

We are a little shy of the halfway point and I would LOVE to have lost 30 pounds by mid Novemember!!  And 40 lbs by the end of the year...I could start 2010 off as a whole new person! 

The Labor of the Labor Day Weekend

Oh this weekend was bliss.

HSSH called me on the way home Friday and said "we can't have Migas in the morning, we are going to my nephews football games in Cuero."

Um, HSSH I don't love you any more.  Just kidding.  Probably. 

I was soooo good on Friday night...didn't eat lunch cause I was on the road - had a small grilled chicken breast for dinner with tons of roasted squash and carrots...well and some cheesy bowtie pasta.  Sue me.  Its that darn Velveeta again.  But a totally succssful weekend day!  And I walked up and down the road = activity points for me! 

Saturday - there is a DIVE gas station in Cureo, Texas (its the Get N Go by the courthouse.  They make the world's most insane breakfast tacos.  I mean these MIGHT be better than migas.  I love the carne guisada and the combo.  I get the CG and HSSH and I split a combo for like a million trillion, eleventy billion calories.  But NO, I went to Valero and got a fruit cup and poor HSSH got a subpar breakfast taco.  I love you HSSH for not tempting me with the devil's tacos.  Good man.

Then we watched the little ones play football - a hoot and a half I tell you...Then subway for lunch!  Healthy AGAIN!  Oh so on track...then onto float in the river....and I may or may not have downed an entire bottle of Yellowtail Pino Grigio.  Whoops.  And I most likley pee'd in the river.  A lot.

And I may have been tipsy at dinner.  And I may have eaten A TON of fajita steak.  But I only had 2 tortillas and I only topped them with HOMEADE pico de gallo - lover of my soul.  YUMMY...But if all I gorged on was lean protien, well give me a break.  Oh yeah..the wine....14 pts...my bad.

Sunday morning we went and had migas.  And I had a whole plate to myself.  Bite me.  I took a nap when we got home and got up at 9 - walked and jogged the road and tossed the football with HSSH littlest nephew.  Then I halued a 200 ft hose around for a few hours helping to build fence.  Activity points...I also threw those little newphews all over in the pool for about an hour...lots of activity today...skipped lunch and for dinner I had ham, black-eyed peas and a stick of cornbread...pretty darn healthy dinner. Oh happy day!

Monday was Labor day - and I visited the grandparents and had a few homeade tea cakes to top of 2 pieces of whole wheat toast with Meyhaw Jelly and 1/2 of oatmeal. 

For lunch it was miso soup and a lobster roll at a sushi place with my mom.  Then I lounged in the pool, afterwhich I bulit and repaired fence for several hours...

And that's when HSSH's mom decided it was time to eat at La Hacienda for dinner.  Um...well I couldn't resist the chips and green sauce, or the frozen marg...but um, hey I ate grilled shrimp tacos with corn tortillas....yeah I know its a stretch - what with the beans and rice.  Oh well.  Happy Labor Day!! 

Then I got up at 6 am the next morning and hightailed it back to College Station for work at 9am.  The day's sustiance consisted of a HUGE pomegrante smoothie from Jamba Juice, to soothe my raw and swollen tonsils...YUCK...and a subway sammich!

Hope you all had a happy holiday! 

Shopping Spree

Well, as you know I'm headed home for the weekend...and I thought to myself, self head to Old Navy and see what they have...and they had A LOT! 

Well, $120 later I left the store with:
 - 3 tanktops - black, grey and magenta

 - a pair of hot pink long john style pj pants

 - two applique tees - one navy with pink argyle and one green with cream flowers

(well it's like this but Navy and Pink)

 - a cute 3/4 length work shirt with blue and green dots all over it

 - a long sleeve long john shirt - navy with a PINK 56 on the boob, er...heart and New York City down the
    sleeve.  56 was HSSH's football number - he called me a dork when I proudly proclaimed this...

 - long sleeve Halloween tee - with GLITTER...nuff said.  And yes I AM one of THOSE people who will
   wear holiday clothes...

And I am proud to say that I am no longer an extra - yuck - large anymore - ALL the tops I purchsed were just larges and fit perfectly - and I am hopeful they will be too big soon!!

Here's to Weekend Bliss

This weekend HSSH is forcing me to go home again.  Can't you see him twisting my arm?  He is super proud of my weight loss and so excited for me...I love that man. 

I can't wait to get to Fordtran - the most relazxing, simple, blissful place on earth...

And where there is food a'plenty and flowing rivers of booze...I digress...

I'm looking forward to a weekend of activity - a Satuday morning workout, breakfast - I swear I'll photograph the Migas...I'm thinking about going for it and getting a whole plate...hahaha Bad girl, no. NO.

It's just so good...I can almost taste it.  Whoops - my mouth just watered. 

We'll probably spend some time at the resivor if we can patch the leak in the saleboat (sheeting in on the ji is a great arm workout!) or at the river house - although the canoe man reports that the river is too low for a canoe trip...my heart sinks at this news - I'd love about a 7 hour long canoe trip down the Guadalupe - hello arms, would you like a workout?  Methinks you would.  But most likley it will be serveral hours of swimming in the river and jumping off the rope swing - hang onto your clothes and such.  And of course we'll make the rounds with the family...where my grandparents can tell me how fat I was (not that they are shinning becons of skinniness) and my grandmom, bless her heart, will tell me not to eat anything (but fill the hourse with friend chiken and offer me a rootbeer - on another note - I haven't had a soda, pop, coke, whatever in over 2 months) ...um...I think I got a handle on this diet thing grandmom - hello 13.4 pounds...

Hopefully I'll return with some great stories and be able to report that I don't fall off the wagon...too much.  But really - its not like booze is food . Don't you pee most of it out anyways...in the river...I kid. I kid. 

Have a wonderful weekend - thanks for reading! 

Thanks Work, Thanks....

I'm looking into corporate sponsorships for something at work...

Guess who I just spent an hour researching?

Dairy Queen & Whataburger

Sweet, 8 pound 5 ounce baby Jesus laying in your manager help me.

Now all I can think about are:

 - DQ - Chicken Strip Basket - This is more points than my daily allotment - a kids meal ain't too bad though

 - WAB - Honey.Butter.Chicken.Biscut - Um...again NO with the huge amt. of points

 - WAB Taquito - yeah, again NO sir...

 - DQ Heath Blizzard, or Chocolate Sundae...

Heaven help me...I just had a WW chocolate shake - which I normally like - and it tasted like dirt.  Why would it taste good when you want DQ soft serve?  Ahem, to be bathed in DQ soft serve.  Yep - And I just tempted all my readers too...sorry guys...I must suffer in solidarity...

I had 54 chocolate frosted mini wheats for 3 points.  Delicious - even without milk.  And only 3 points.  Why 54 you ask?  That is the serving size - why they couldn't measure that I have no idea...why I am a big enough freak to count them...well that is obvious. 

If I remember I'll take a picture of my sushi tonight and post it! :) 

Success!!

After two weeks of losing .4 & then .6 pounds I am OVER THE MOON to report that I lost 3.2 pounds this past week!  For a total of 13.4 pounds in the past 6 weeks!!  My dog weighs 11 pounds - its crazy to think I've lost a little over a poodle...

Can I get an AMEN??

We are starting a new campaign - Lose For Good.  Visit

http://www.weightwatchers.com/templates/marketing/Landing_1col_nonav.aspx?PageId=1151581

to find out more.  We'll be donating food to our local food bank.  I thought I'd take a momement to urge you to donate to your local food bank.  Its shameful that we have people, children espically, who go hungry right here in our OWN communities.  I have a real problem when people only look globally for charities when there are people who need your help in YOUR OWN community. 

Are you trying to lose weight?  Well gather up all of your trigger foods and donate them to the foodbank - at the very least. Have a little extra money on hand?  Call the food bank up and ask them what they need at the moment.  One can of food costs less that $1.00 and can feed someone.  Less than $10 can often feed a family - help out if you can.  I know times are tough for everyone but no one should have to go hungry - if we all give a little it will add up to a lot. 

I'm super excited that I lost weight this week - even though I ate some non-healthy things last weekend I made up for it in exercise - I can't wait to use this momentum to keep me going and hopefully next week I'll break the 15 pound mark and get another 5lb star for my bookmark!

Sushi and Wine with my wineo tonight...untile next time :)

Weigh-In

I'm fixing to head over to weight-in.

I am NERVOUS.

Please Lord let me have lost an entire pound...no more of this .whatever stuff anymore.  Mama needs RESULTS....

Not just inches of loss but pounds baby....nevermind the fact that I've almost lost an entire dress size...

P.S. I'll get fat again if it means the creepy mover guys in our building stop telling me Hi in the creepiest voices known to man....

Be back soon to keep you posted on how the weigh-in goes...

Thinking Light Thoughts :)

Ahem, Weekends = Bumpy Road

Hey Everyone!

Sorry it has been awhile.  I had a busy weekend in Victoria last weekend. 

I went down for HSSH's mom's birthday and we had a blast.

Friday HSSH took me to dinner at the Olive Garden...now there is one dish that I get there - its called Grilled Chicken Spedinni (or something like that).  The whole dish is 8 points.  For several small chicken medalions, something they call Tuscan potatoes and a heaping helping so squash.  I can never eat it all and there is always more than half left...well...

The waiter comes over to take out order - I haven't even looked at the menu and I order the dish and he looks at me totally confused...I say it again...I open the menu so that I could point at it...and IT ISN'T THERE!  I tell HSSH to order as I panic...what the hell can I eat here???  Then I see it...Mixed Grill - its the same thing, so I order that - chicken only...crisis averted.

HSSH orders pepperoni pizza.  Ahem, excuse me HSSH...that looks delicious...can I steal a few bites?

Sweet mother of mercy that pizza was good.  I would boxed myself in with the menus in order not to stare at that pizza but then I thought that would be rude....to be fair I hadn't had anything to eat but ten fritos and some salsa - I am bad about eating when I travel.  So I had plenty of points to spare...I went for a breadstick...that is 3 points per breadstick people...I had two.  They were FAB-U-LOUS.

A side note...don't go foolin yourself thinkin you are all good and holy and go eatin the salad at the Olive Garden.  That delicious dressing?  It has 23 grams of fat for every thigh-widening serving.  Don't even let 'em put that bowl on your table. Just say no.  Or get the salad UNDRESSED and squeeze some lemons on it - you get the nutrients without the cottage cheese that is sure to crop up on your thighs later. 

(I know right - and all this time you though that salad was a healthy choice - thanks a LOAD Olive Garden.)

So...HSSH decides we will get up at 7 (that is AM people) on SATURDAY to go for a walk/jog...Um, hello, not a morning person.  I get up at 8 on the weekdays.  Well we walk/jog the gravel road and back - .7 miles each way...two round trips.  Then we go have MIGAS.

(Out migas does not have cheese - or those potatoe things...and the tortillas...I'll take a photo next time)

(Can't you just smell them?)

MIGAS is the lover of my soul.  There is a dive in Victoria called El Rodeo.  It makes me happy.  Blissfully happy.  A trip home is not complete without the Migas...For all you folks who don't know what Migas is...

its scrambled eggs, with crispy bacon mixed in, with jalpaneos, onions, tomatoes and corn tortilla pieces...as if that isn't fattening enough you put it in a scratch made, BURNING hot flour tortilla and douse it in your pick of salsa...its 15 points for half a plate.

AND WORTH EVERY DARN POINT I TELL YOU! 

HSSH and I met my mom, my nana, her husband and HSSH's little sis and boyfriend came along.  It was a family affair I tell you.  Well HSSH had to get another taco cause half a plate of Migas wouldn't do it for him.  If you ask him I ate over my fair share of half the Migas - but he lies.  Don't go believing him.  Then little sister gave me half a tortilla and a little Migas..I must have looked hungry still.  Then me and little sister's boyfriend nearly staged a revoloution when the waitress took our bottle of green sauce, WITHOUT ASKING...and gave it to someone else.  Them's fighting actions.  We made it outta there unscathed and I was on target.

Then we went a bought a TV for HSSH's mom for her birthday.  And I wanted to buy her a cake. 

Onward to temptation island...a.k.a. Halepaska's bakery.  Now if you recall I didn't cheat on my birthday. I did not, I swear. There are witnessess.  Anways...this bakery has white cupcakes with chocolate icing and one side of the icing is smashed in those tiny, round, crunchy, colorful sprinkles and they come with some sort of plastic ring or do-dad in the middle.  I am pretty sure these cupcakes are my first memory of childhood.  They have been around forever and I have never found a better cupcake...not even at Sprinkles...

BLISS

Um...HSSH...since we worked out and all...do you think I could have a cupcake?  Um, please?  (Remember, I have to ask permission from someone these days)...HSSH gave me a REALLY hard time...and then I pouted.  And he laughed - 'cause he was jokin and all.  I got the cupcake.  And I ate it. 

And God said, "It was good."

It was amazing, it made my soul soar.  See you can buy happiness. 

So homeward bound we were - I didn't want any of the cake we bought - white icing and pineapple filling - YUCK.

So we tooled around in the pond with the aluminium boat and motor - then I used the oar...see activity points.  Then we swam...and then we snacked.  CRAPOLA.  Just because you eat more veggies that chips with your spinach dip doesnt mean that negates the calories of the spinach dip. 

Then someone gave me a daquri - was it HSSH mom or dad?  It was both...Two daquris - aw crap...5 points a piece...I am doomed for this day.

I actually ate a healthy dinner - salad, a tiny baked potatoe, a small piece of sausage and the steak that HSSH rationed me...but then...be still my beating heart...homeade wine??  Three glassed later.

That day I got a frowny face in my tracking book.  Whoops...

Sunday - breakfast goes well - I track it :)  Then we visit my grandparents - I have a friend chicken leg...two points...still good. 

We go home and wash and wax two vehicles - hello activity points thanks for erasing my chicken leg and bacon at breakfast...then HSSH makes me a steak sandwhich...1 piece of garlic french bread, 3 little pieces of steak and pickapeppa sauce...so good!

Then we swam some more - yea activity points!!! 

And then I had to go back to College Station...hello Subway, my wagon loving lover - delicious.

Monday went great too - 10 mile elliptical run, tiny Subway kids meal for lunch and a bowl of 8 point tortialla soup from On the Border...YUMMY!   

The First Trip Off the Wagon

I know, you are thinking that I fell off the wagon with the whole biscut debacle - but I actually kept to my 26 points that day and ran 7 miles.  I didn't even fall off the wagon on my birthday...but I have been dreaming about Halapaka's cupcakes from Victoria, Texas...mmmm chocolate icing!  I didn't even have birthday cake.  I had a tiny 1 pt WW cake...which P.S. are REALLY good! 

Well last weekend - during week 5 - I FELL OFF THE WAGON. 

Headfirst - it hurt, I have scars.

I went to Houston to visit HSSH (High School Sweet Heart & BF of 8 years...I know you are thinking...put a ring on it, but I have to finish school!)  HSSH praised me about my weigth loss and how proud of me he was.  BTW he called last week to get my address and I'm like um...why do you need it...the sweetheart that he is, got me a subscription to the WW magazine so I could have more hints and tips and recipies...God I love this man.  He is SO supportive. 

Well...he takes me to an Astros game...and makes me wear a hoopdy BRIGHT ORANGE shirt and cute ball cap...he was my stylist.  Well...I REALLY want a sundae in one of those baseball helments...REAL BAD....we went for a 30 minute HARD run that morning.  Maggie - the gianormous yellow lab - didn't move for 4 hours when we came home...poor yellow. 

Let me back up a bit - we went to family/friends house before the game and had fajitas - HSSH went and bought shirmp and veggies for me so I could eat super well for just a few points...well the hostess kept those margaritas coming...1 margarita is 5, count them, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 points...yikes!  Um...I have 5 activity points to swap...and to be fair there is thtat whole 35 points weekely allowance thing I never use...okay WWWW don't sweat it...

Then we get to the ballgame...and HSSH decided in teh 7th inning I should get my sundae...

Then the momement comes...hey I chose frozen yougurt - the swirly kind.  Its better for you right?  Don't go judgin.  I ate it...and it was everything I thought it would be and more...

Well then HSSH come back with stadium nachos...

Um HSSH can I have a nacho? 

Yes baby of course you can...wait should I eat one?  Its a ballgame.  You work hard...eat the nachos...

Um...welll, okay HSSH....

Let me point out that he went two levels down to get these nachos becuase they were soldout on our level...After attacking them like a hyena does a leftover lion carcass I handed them back...and sheepishly smilled at HSSH...burp...oh is that cheese on my lip?

HSSH...Um, baby did you enjoy those?  Me - Why yes I did.  HSSH, Um, you only left me the really soggy ones...I did?  Oh I am so sorry!  HSSH...thats okay, I am glad you enjoyed them.  (later he would tell me her loved me on or off the wagon even with soggy nachos...) Perhaps I should also mention that I had one of those huge beers - that really should have been served in a paper baggie...

Well...then we went back to our friends house...and my stomach violently got rid of all the naughty food I ate.  Clearly my body is becoming accustomed to the veggies, whole wheat and lean protien...well it was fun while it lasted.

Then I may or may not have had some cheese dip and chips...and 1/2 a bottle of wine (we had a designated driver)...and I made the cheese dip with 2% velvetta...that counts for something right?

(I digress - I found this online...If you ate velveeta often your butt would not look like this - I'd be about 2 feet wider and more lumpy than a vat of cottage cheese...I still think its hilarious!)

The next morning, dazed, confused and feeling a little dirty from the night before...I decided it was time to get right back on the wagon.  HSSH TAKE ME TO SUBWAY!!!

The first Subway we find has about 30 little girls who were a part of a team standing in line...um I LOVE kids...but that is not the kinda place you take them to without pre-ordering a party platter...DUH!

There is a mexican place NEXT door...the aromas...melted cheese, ENCHALADAS....but no, onward HSSH...to the next subway.

And I got back on the wagon with apples, H20 and a 6 inch turkey sub, wheat bread, 1 slice of cheese, pickes, black olives, LIGHT mayo, tomatoes and spinach.

That's not my actual sandwhich...

Wagon - the ground was nice while it lasted - but I missed you.

Port Salut

From week one I have been craving Port Salut Cheese. 

Its like a million points a serving. 

(Again...to back up, I am assuming you know that Weight Watchers is set up on a points system?  Based on a whole bunch of factors you get a set amount of points you can eat per day - I'm at 26, I started at 27 (everytime you lose ten pounds or move into a new age bracket you get less points).  26 points can be a LOT of food - you just have to make smart choices.  Naughty foods are "expensive" points wise, naturally.  But you can gain activity points for working out - thus I run 7 - 10 miles a night...so I can go over on my points if I want.  But I usually do not - there is also a weekly 35 points that WW calls an allowance.  This WildWoman REFUSES to touch those...I'm a bit fanatical.) 

I dream of going to H.E.B. and purchasing that $9 wedge of cheese...

slowly peeling the rind off...

(insert mouth watering)

and eating the entire thing, bit by glorious bite.

And that is all I need to say about that....Amen.

A little bit about the WildWoman

Well - I realize now that I have done this a little backwards.  Like a good little south Texas girl let me introduce myself...lets call me WW...

I am the Weight Watchers WildWoman, She is me. 

But more importantly she is EVERY woman who has ever looked at the waifs in the magazines and thought "I'm not pretty" or "I'm not thin enough."  The part of us that will never accept that fact that we are beautiful and perfect - NO MATTER WHAT!

Even though I'm 23 - oh wait, oh crap - I'm 24...I've had a long enough history with food that I could fill up 40 years.  I suffered with anorexia in high school - boy is that not pretty.  And its not surprising considering that the media would have you believe the only women worth loving are a size 0 - or smaller.  I just want to feed those girls some friend chicken - God Bless 'Em.

I gained wieght like CRAZY in college - I went from a size 6 to a size 16.  And since I'm fixing to finish my Master's degree at Texas A&M University (no Aggie jokes please) I've been in college 6 years.  Um...lets see 10 lbs a year on average?  YIKES...Not feeling pretty or God forbid - sexy -  and not happy with myelf anymore I decided it was time to make a change.  I didn't know HOW to do it. And after strictly controlling food during the anoreixa battle could I ever introduce ANY little bit of control back into my eating without relapsing?  It was time to find out.  It all happened by accident. 

I texted my aunt to see if she wanted to grab lunch - ironically she was in an informational meeting about Weight Watchers at work - she asked me to join.  And I did.  And I was SCARED!  But I made a promise to myself - I knew I could do it.  I needed to do it.  My family medical history is littered with heart problems,l HBP and diabetes.  I can't afford to be overwright.  I want to be thin when I get married.  I want to wear a bathing suit during the summer.  I want to wear tank tops!!!!  So with the support of the love of my life, friends and family I set off on a journey of self discovery.  That was then...Let's look at now.   

Here we are 6 weeks into the program - I have lost 5% of my starting weight.  (Which okay ladies - I'll tell was 202.6).  On a 5'7'' frame that is not good.  My "normal" (who is?) weight range is between 130 and 160.  Now I have lost 10.2 pounds and I run between 7 and 10 miles per night on the elliptical.  AND I CRAVE the RUNNING.  Set that elliptical up in front of the tv and run my heart out watching DVR'd General Hospital, All My Children and One Life to Live (You are thinking - she said 24 not 64 right? I'm a 4th generation soap watcher - its in my genes, my Nanny God rest her soul wouldn't leave the house when her programs were on.) 

So I'm going to do my best to keep you updated on my progress, trials, tribulations, cravings, trips off the wagon, recipies and ideas for staying healthy.

Who knows - maybe Oprah will discover me or something right?  Enjoy it.  Comment, etc.  I can't wait to hear from you  - I'd love to hear your stories as well or helpful hints and tips.

For all of you who are right there with me - WE CAN DO IT!!

They Have My NUMBER!

This post is for all you conspiracy theorists out there...I'm a beleiver now! 

Okay...so you know the Weight Watchers saga right?




Well I am DILLIGENT about tracking my points and STICKING to them. No weekly allowance points here, no sir.



I run my butt of and eat my activity points - and often not all of them.



Today we got our week six book...



And now I am PARANOID....



For someone has been watching me.



They saw me eat two of my Dad's Sun Chips and not count them...



They saw me eat a bite of my Dad's Lasanga...



They saw me a bite of all the good food Klaus gets to eat but I don't...like his 'nilla custard the other night..and then there was the pita bite... Really I wanted to stick him for the custard it...



Just tiny little bites - and this is rare - maybe once or twice a week do I have an "illegal" untracked, uncounted bite of something sinful.



Well, lo and fricken behold this book is like...YOU BITE IT YOU TRACK IT...



Um, EXCUUUUUSSSSEE ME? You want me to track EVERY STINKIN BITE THAT I PUT IN MY MOUTH?



I mean let's be honest. I have wanted to shank some of these people from whom I have stolen these precious, delicious, wonderous, tasty bites from so that I could eat ALL of their food.



But I have willpower. I can refrain. I can have one bite and totally convince myself that I am doing such a good job practicing restraint. (Did I mention I was gullible?)



And they want to take away my bites? They make them dirty and forbidden?



I think not.



DAMN YOU WEEK SIX BOOK - YOU CAUGHT ME BITE HANDED!



Weight Watchers people stop watching me with your creepy governement satellites! GO AWAY. What happend to HIPPA and all that?



GET OUT OF MY HEAD!



So screw you Weight Watchers Week Six book.



I will have my illegal bites and I WILL HAVE THEM WHEN I WANT THEM AND I WILL NOT COUNT THEM!

(screams toward the celing at the omnipresent Weight Watchers satellites)



But now I will feel dirty and guilty about it.



Gee, thanks a lot wieght watchers.

Return to the Biscut

So I told the biscut story at the Weight Watchers meeting yesterday...(clearly I need to catch up on this blog)




(a MUCH shorter, less "colorful" version")



I got a BRAVO sticker for my bookmark...(we talk and share during meetings and the WW lady gives us these tiny green BRAVO stickers for good ideas, behaviors, etc.  I have a million of the 'lil suckers cause I can't keep my trap shut...)

Why you ask?



Because I looked up the points value BEFORE I gave into my craving...



I was like...way to be Weight Watchers lady...look for the positive.



What I really needed was a swift kick in the arse for eating that second biscut.



You know it, I know it.



A BRAVO sticker for eating two biscuts?? Well, no one said the program was perfect! ;)

The Biscut Strikes Back

So...I have been sitting at my desk all day trying to ignore the bitch on my

shoulder who keeps going...fatty want some fried chicken...mmhhmmmm

delicious spicy Popeyes...come and get it...soooouueeeyy...here fatty

fatty....


I eat grapes...and ignore her. Fuck you little shoulder bitch I can do

this...



I begin to get curious...so I go online to Popeyes, you know just to check

on the points values...



I then spend the next 30 minutes dowloading Adobe Reader so that I can see

the nutritional information from Popeyes...



I then discover that one spicy leg (batter, skin and all) is 2pts. What 2

points? Why shucks that ain't nothing...two legs is 5 pts (WW math is

really odd - but my handy dandy points calculator to the rescue).



Then...well look here they have green beans...only 1pt. Why chicken and

green beans, well hunny you can eat that sure 'nuff. Why you will run those

points off tonight.



Then I think...biscut. I LOVE Popeyes biscuts. They are the lover of my

soul. So I look...6 pts a friggin biscut - YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING Me...



But then that bitch on my shoulder starts yapping...well you get 8 activity

points for your run...blah, blah, blah.



Suddenly I have decided, 2 legs, 1 biscut and green beans. A steep lunch at

12 points but hey my run is worth 8 right? So I'll eat GREAT tonight. I

then call my mother to seek permission for this action as if WW has suddenly

made me three. In reality I need to talk/think it over, process. As I sped

towards the nearest Popeyes (which I know gets shut down frequently and

often scores POORLY on its health inspections...but hey a girls got NEEDS

you know?)...



I order..green beans first....



The crackly drive through voice..."Mam we don't have green beans"



Well SHIT...there goes the healthy part...



2 spicy legs and a biscut please...



As I get to the window he says is a voice so slurred its a mixture of

jiggabo, eubonics and I was high before I came to work, he informs me that

the biscut comes with my legs...did I want the extra biscut. I firmly say

NO and shake my head side to side. 2 biscuts - you crazy??



I get my box...sign the receipt...



And pull around THE BACK OF THE GAS STATION AND PARK. As if eating BEHIND

the gas station will somehow make this less shameful. I already know I won't

be making any progress in the slow food movemement. My only hope is that

someone doesn't report a hyena attacking bones in a black truck behind a gas

station.



Then





I





Open





THE





BOX





and lo and fricken behold I must have looked hungry or something becuase

home fries has put not ONE BUT TWO 6PT BISCUTS IN MY BOX...



Fuck. Now what?



Do I drive back through and demand he remove the biscut from my box? A

better woman might have. Do I ship it to Africa for the starving kids?

Impractical - those lines at the post office and all. Should I drive to

Bryan and give it to the homeless? Gas is too expensive. Should I ask a

random person to take the biscut? Again, I'm trying to avoid a newsworthy

story here...



(Let me also mention that home slice put TWO packets of honey in the box -

WHO DOES THAT??!! Where is the SLACKER Popeyes guy who throws just the

chiken in the box and FORGETS your biscut...)



I eat, okay DEVOUR one piece of chicken..this might not be KFC but it is

finger lickin good.



I ginerly bite into the first, dually authorized biscut...savoring, tasting,

orgasming...etc.



Soon both pieces of chicken and the first biscut are gone.



Then its me and the bisuct behind the gas station...the biscut is taunting

me...Fatty eat me...my mind desperatly tries to calculate um 2 biscuts at 12

points (probably higher - remember the weird math???) plus 5 pts for

chicken...that is 17 pts...I get 26 pts per day, my run is 8 points...



At which point I implode.



All good thoughts and willpower? Where did they go?





I'm pretty sure they are still behind the gas station.







I





ATE





the





BISCUT.





And I licked my fingers. And I didn't want to swallow the last bite becuase

my mouth was EXPLODING with happiness.

And I SPED away.



I was back at work in 15 minutes...



If I don't mark it on my timesheet did it ever actually happen?



I mean, well..


At least I didn't eat the honey...



Don't go judgin me or nothing...