Sunday, March 27, 2011


Sunday already.  Sundays always seem to be a bellweather for my WW week and weigh-in because it's often the point when I choose to buckle down and get back on program if I had a less than stellar Friday and Saturday.  Or alternatively, it is the day when I decide to extend the weekend-eating out by another day and indulge in a bunch of delicious crap, generally leading to a correspondingly crappy number on the scale.  Sundays just seem like a perfect day to lay around and eat Chinese take-out while watching too much TV.

I was pretty decent with my points on Friday night, but last night was more of a failure.  My sister and her roommates were having a party which started around dinner time and thus meant too many hours to drink and munch on the Chick-fil-a nugget tray and other assorted goodness.  Since it was instead of dinner, my food points weren't THAT out of control but I imagine my beer intake put me into some major points debt.  I did stick mostly to light beer and was very diligent early on about having a glass of water in between beers so I like to think I wasn't as bad as I could have been.  But beer is something of a bitch in WW-land (which most likely corresponds to beer's impact on my ass and thighs) so my points for the day were no doubt astronomically high.  I liberally estimated last night's festivities to use my remaining 19 points for the day, the rest of my 27 weeklies, and just about all of my 13 activity points earned thus far.  Maybe more, but that's what I could remember and generously estimate it to be.

Which brings us to today.  I've been decent so far, for a Sunday, though typically lacking in proper nutritional value.  I had a McDonald's hashbrown and iced coffee for breakfast and a (small) movie theater popcorn for lunch, for example, so I'm not setting any health records at the moment.  Still, I've tracked the best I can and am planning on eating a pretty balanced dinner and getting back to the grind tomorrow.  I'm probably due for a gain one of these days so we'll see what happens.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011


I feel like every WI post I'm doing a big shpiel about how I had a nice loss, wasn't expecting it, blah blah blah.  This week I lost another 2.6 for 81.8 total and once again I'm all like, OMGWTFTTFN I don't get it!  But seriously, I'm thrilled with the loss even if I don't know why I'm getting such solid losses this far into the journey.  I think there's just a part of me that has always prided myself in my relatively slow losing and the fact that I've always allowed myself plenty of indulgences along the way so as not to feel deprived or like I'm doing something that isn't sustainable.  I used all but 4 of my weeklies last week, went out to dinner Friday, Saturday and Sunday (Red Robin, bitches!) and had to skip kickboxing last night so who knows.  Maybe I do have tapeworm after all.

I haven't usually been too bad with post-WI binging/stuffing-my-face but I do tend to eat more random crap on Tuesday nights than other days, and tonight I'm certainly not doing my cellulite any favors.  I've been sitting in front of the TV eating peanut butter out of the jar while watching Biggest Loser which seems like a tragedy in itself.  I picture someone hovering behind the couch filming me for a secret Biggest Loser intervention/audition tape.  Everyone on Biggest Loser is crying like little bitches because they have to change trainers which is apparently worse than getting kicked in the balls to these people, so it's probably a sign that I should put down the PB and go brush my teeth.

Hopefully I can keep plowing forward with my weight loss and with a little luck I'll be seeing 90 before I know it.  I've got 3.2 more pounds til end of soph year of college weight so that's my next goal for now.  Feeling good!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Lazy Saturday

As I've probably mentioned before, I love Saturdays.  I still have most of the weekend ahead of me, I can relax, and generally do whatever the fuck I want.  I love it.  Sundays, on the other hand, seem to get progessively more depressing as the day wears on.  I feel guilt over all the crap I said I'd do over the weekend and didn't, and I start to go into pre-work-week depression mode.  I waste half of my Sunday dreading Monday.  Where am I going with this?  Actually, nowhere, but I just saw a KFC commercial for their new Sunday $10 bucket-o'-chicken deal talking about how awesome Sundays are, and I felt the need to vocalize my disagreement because Sundays completely blow.  I'll give props to the KFC marketing department though because now I totally want to go to KFC tomorrow to get myself a bucket of fried drumsticks.

Aside from dreaming about fried chicken, things are mostly alright on the WW front.  I used a smattering of weeklies last night but Friday is usually when I use most of them anyway.  I went to Body Sculpt this morning and then did 40 minutes on the treadmill.  I briefly thought about posting my menus for today and tomorrow on here, but then remembered that my weekend eating is really nothing I should be sharing with the world.  My GHGs go out the window and there's little semblance of nutritive value of any kind, so I'll mostly just keep the specifics on the DL.  However, I will share that I'm driving 60 miles round-trip tomorrow to go to the closest Red Robin (never been- probably should keep it that way, but it's a long story).  And I'm currently ingesting some Kraft mac and cheese as fast as I can get it from the bowl into my mouth.  Here's what it looked like before I started ravaging it:

It was delicious and obviously having my camera next to me to capture this moment has added immensely to the quality of this post.  The mac is Spongebob-shaped, in case you were wondering.  I don't really care for Spongebob in general, but I require that my Kraft mac & cheese be in fun-shaped varieties rather than the traditional elbows or curleycues.  It just works better with the fork, no?

That's about it for my day.  I'll probably lounge around in sweats watching TV and thinking about what I should be doing instead, but never actually do it.  I apologize if you've actually lost brain cells while perusing this blog entry.  Have a great weekend, everyone!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

WI Day... Bitchin'

Lost 1.4 this morning... hellz yeah!  February seemed like kind of a waste of a WW month but March is looking much friendlier.  I'm 0.8 pounds away from the -80 pound mark, so if I could hit that by the end of March I'd be ecstatic.  But I'll be ecstatic whenever I hit it so I'm certainly not setting any time limits!

I already kicked off this week's weekly points usage with some assorted Easter candy.  I don't even know where it came from because I stormed out of Target on Sunday (translated: kept shopping and eventually left after buying the usual array of crap) because they didn't have their Easter stuff out yet.  Notwithstanding, some Cadbury mini eggs and Easter Rolos somehow made their way to my kitchen counter and inevitably, into my mouth.  I used 6 WPs and have since brushed my teeth and flossed so all in all not too bad for my post-WI day.  The WW douchebags took away a daily point this week which was annoying, but I suppose complaining about that is like complaining about your clothes being too big so I won't go there.

Not too much else going on.  We have new work-neighbors who just moved into the suite across the hall and there's one riduculousy hot dude in the bunch.  He may or may not be gay, but pretending he's checking me out will still give me some superficial motivation to look hot on a daily basis and maybe not stuff my face with soft pretzels and donuts in the office quite so frequently.  Or maybe not.  I'll take potential willpower anywhere I can get it.

Look at me posting multiple times a week!

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Weekend Recap

Miracle of miracles, I'm winding down the weekend with a couple dozen weekly points still in the tank.  I set out to use fewer WPs last week but didn't really think it'd work so efficiently; more than anything it just seemed like one of those productive and ambitious things I should say I'd try to do.  I certainly don't think it's something I can or will do every week, but on a weekend like this where I didn't face any major obstacles, I'm happy that I stayed in control, ate tasty and satisfying meals, but didn't use a lot of extra points on random junk just because the points were there.

I went to Body Sculpt and 85% of Zumba yesterday, so aside from the fact that my quads hurt like a biznatch today, I feel pretty good about my weekend.  I've had two losses in a row and I'd reeeeeally adore a third, so I'll try to keep my mouth on the straight and narrow until Tuesday morning.  Then again, I'm still wondering if my loss last week was a tad too generous, so I guess I'll just have to wait and see what the scale holds for me this week.

Thursday, March 10, 2011


Well I haven't exactly been a stud with posting daily menus, but I decided I'd instead post the random alphabet questionnaire I've seen on a few blogs.  I suppose I prefer talking about myself more than talking about healthy crap, but at least I'm blogging.  I still keep meaning to post an "accent vlog" where I do a video of me saying stuff, but I was struggling like woah trying to use my camera and talk at the same time.  I suck at technology.

A. Age:  27.  I'm old as fuck.  ("For dis club, not for the earf."  Sorry, favorite movie quote ever.)

B. Bed size:  Queen

C. Chore you hate:  Laundry

D. Dogs:  Charlie and Lucy...  I <3 those little douchebags.

in their ghetto-ass Halloween attire

E. Essential start to your day:  I have to wash my face within 3 minutes of getting up.  And coffee is a must.

F. Favorite colour:  Purple

G. Gold or silver:  Probably gold, but I like both.

H. Height:  5'11.5 - I never say 6'0 except when calculating my BMI

I. Instruments you play:  I played the viola in middle school.  I was a cool cat.

J. Job title:  Associate Attorney

K. Kids:  Not my cup of tea.  Neither is tea, come to think of it.

L. Live:  With the 'rents in SoJo until April 1, then moving to Philly.  

M. Mom’s name:  Shelley, but she's been in my phone as "Slutbag Shel" since roughly 2003.  Shel's a hoe.

N. Nicknames:  No regulars.  In high school it was Domo (from my last name), my sister calls me Boo, my friend Michelle and I exclusively refer to each other as Sloot, my rap name is A-bomb, some of my friends call me Alli, the rest just plain old Allison.

O. Overnight hospital stays:  2.. once for 4 days, once just overnight

P. Pet peeve:  cell phones at the gym, anything related to American Idol, scrunchies, Ke$ha, Taylor Swift, jorts, people asking me to do legal shit for them, people that slow down while approaching a green light, old people, underwear lines, matching eye shadow to one's outfit, when my dog lays down on my calves while I'm sleeping, mom jeans, 80s hair, and paper cuts

Q. Quote from a movie:  Damn, totally already wasted the Knocked Up quote above.  Anything from The Hangover or Wedding Crashers will also suffice.

R. Right or left handed:  Righty.  My parents are both lefties.  I don't know if that means anything but I spent most of 9th grade biology trying to prove that I was adopted.

S. Siblings:  1 sister, Amy.  She's my favorite person in the universe.

T. Time you wake up:  6:40 when I showered the night before, 6:30 when I'm showering but no hair, 6:20 when showering and washing hair

U. Underwear:  I like Gap and Old Navy thongs, and Gap for regular cotton string bikinis.  Just as long as no one calls them panties... ick.

V. Vegetables you dislike:  lettuce, tomato, onions, mushrooms, celery, cucumber, green beans, broccoli, peppers of any kind, asparagus, cauliflower.. let's just cut to the ones I do like:  carrots (raw only), potatoes, corn and edamame (if that counts).  Hence my blog title.. shit's for real.

W. What makes you run late:  When the Keurig machine is being a dick; when I can't decide on an outfit; when I can't decide on shoes; my dogs being assholes; trying to decide what snacks to pack.

X. X-Rays you’ve had:  Hmm.. not that many.  I had an MRI of my eye, is that an X-ray?  I don't know science.

Y. Yummy food you make:  I think my Thai cooking is pretty legit. 

Z. Zoo- favourite animal:  Koalas, but I generally dislike the zoo.  It smells.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Weigh Day

As I stepped up to the scale this morning, I was mentally prepping for a gain.  Four days this week were actually awesome, two were OK, and Saturday was a miserable fail of a WW day when I consumed 74 points, roughly half of which were alcohol.  And I wasn't even that drunk, I swear.  The new plan makes drinking any amount a lot less fun, but non-light beer in particular has become downright cruel.  I ended up using all of my weeklies and 21 of my 25 APs from last week which doesn't really sound that bad all things considered, but I still don't tend to see positive results when I get deep into my APs, especially when using them on beer and pizza.  Nevertheless, for one reason or another I lost 1.6.  I initially thought it was 0.6 because my math at 6:30 in the morning is halfass at best, but then when I realized I not only lost but had a sizeable one, I was friggen delighted.

Happy as I am with a loss, I want to try to make better decisions with my points this week.  I really don't drink all that much or that often anymore, but I still want to try to use Saturday as an example of how I should NOT be using my points on the weekends.  I'm also going to try not to use all of my weeklies this week because using most but not all of them seems to give me the best results, generally, and I've felt a bit more undisciplined with my eating lately so I think I need to put some minor limits on myself.  There's also part of me that's afraid this morning's WI results were a fluke so I'm hoping to trick my body with some healthy, wholesome eating and run with it.

In other major news, I'm FINALLY moving back out of my parents' house and into Philly on April 1!  I'm unbelievably excited for the move and the new place, but I know it's also going to present some major obstacles to my WLJ.  I moved back home in summer 2008 and lost all of my weight this time around while living at home.  The major significance of that has been that I don't pay for groceries and my mom makes dinner every night, and it's always ready and waiting for me as soon as I get home from work or the gym.  It's not that I'm too lazy to cook, because I love cooking (though I am lazy).  My problem is that when I get home in the evenings, I cannot seem to shovel food into my mouth fast enough.  Lately, when I'm home alone or making my own meals, I start out with a plan to make something healthy and nutritious and end up swooping around the kitchen munching on bowls of cereal, ice cream out of the container, fistfuls of goldfish crackers, and whatever else I can devour immediately.  It's not even that I'm THAT hungry when I get home, but my brain thinks that it needs food urgently and can't be bothered to wait for something to cook.  This is obviously a manageable obstacle, but an obstacle nonetheless, and I need to start planning shit and sticking with it or else things could unravel quickly.

Anyway, I guess I will tackle that bitch as it comes starting in April.  It's not like I haven't lost weight in the past while living on my own, and there's no reason I can't do it again now.  I might try to start posting some menu plans for the day.  Remember when I did that once like 3 weeks ago and never followed up with it?  That's probably what will happen again, but alas, I like to be ambitious and pretend I'll do this stuff.  I also keep saying I'm going to try to blog multiple times a week again rather than this once a week, post-WI nonsense I've been spewing lately.  So hopefully I will be writing again shortly with some fantastically healthy-sounding meal plans (which may or may not ultimately be negated by dinners of goldfish and cereal).

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

I hate thinking of titles

Before I even get into anything remotely relevant, can we talk about the random security feature you have to use occasionally online where it shows a bunch of rando letters that look like they're in a funhouse mirror, in various crazyass shapes and sizes?  I think it's to make sure you're a real person, but this real person has shittyass vision and it took me like 12 minutes to figure out what those letters were.  Thanks, gmail.  But not like I'm whining or anything.

Anyway, yesterday was WI (and it's March! yay!) and I lost the 2.8 I gained in Chicago and an extra 0.4, so I squeaked on up to a total loss of 76.2.  It means I only lost a net of 0.4 for the month of February, but it was a fun month and I ate and drank some good stuff, so I count it as a win.  Now I'm hoping to maaaybe string 2 straight losses together and get the scale moving again.  My next goal is to tackle sophomore-year-of-college-weight; about 9 pounds to go for end of soph year weight and 27 pounds to beginning.  I like thinking in terms of "when did I last weigh x" because I appreciate it a thousand times more this time around.  And I also just like thinking about college.  Yes, I've officially become the old broad reminiscing about her glory days in college.  When the shit did I get so elderly?

So... here is the chart that I meant to post last month to commemorate my 2 year WW-anniversary, breaking down my monthly weight loss for my first 24 months back on the boat.  The weird thing was that my largest monthly loss so far, technically, was January 2011 (although part of that was re-losing my Christmas-week gain).  I like charts and this one makes me think back to what I was doing in a given month that screwed my weight loss.  I don't really know what was so awesome about May 2010 that I had to go and gain a deuce and change, but I like to think it must have been a cool month.

Feb. 2009
- 6.0
Feb. 2010
- 1.4
Mar. 2009
- 6.0
Mar. 2010
+ 0.8
Apr. 2009
- 6.8
Apr. 2010
- 3.4
May 2009
- 5.8
May 2010
+ 2.4
June 2009
- 2.4
June 2010
- 3.0
July 2009
- 3.6
July 2010
- 1.6
Aug. 2009
- 4.8
Aug. 2010
- 0.2
Sept. 2009
- 5.6
Sept. 2010
- 5.4
Oct. 2009
- 2.8
Oct. 2010
+ 1.0
Nov. 2009
- 2.4
Nov. 2010
- 3.2
Dec. 2009
- 0.8
Dec. 2010
- 2.6
Jan. 2010
- 5.0
Jan. 2011
- 7.2
- 52.0

- 23.8

Anyway, enough rambling.  I've gone to the gym Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday of this week and will be lazy-ing out until Saturday.  I'm going to keep tracking and doing all the right stuff, I'm not going to pretend WW doesn't exist on the weekend, and I'm going to try to stop eating candy at work just because it's there.  At least until closer to Easter. :)