Fat Woman With A Band

2010’s motto is: “I’m the boss.”

That’s right, I AM the boss.

I AM in charge of what I do.
I AM in charge of what I consume.
I AM in charge of making things happen for me.
I AM in charge of my reaction to events.
I AM in charge of my weight loss.
I AM in charge of my exercise plan.
I AM in charge of my feelings.

I AM the boss of me.

I like the simple things.

I’m finding it hard to believe my first year with the band is over. Where did the time go? Vooooom … gone, gone, gone.

I’m also still peeved my weight has stagnated, stalled, stopped moving, hung, stuck, plateaued. Peeved. Frustrated. Pissed off.

BUT, I’m not giving up. My exercise plan is still ongoing. I’m still active. My clothes still fit. And I’m still feeling good.

And, of course, with a few end-of-year celebrations already under my belt (pun intended), and a few more to go in the next week, I’ll just keep my activity level up and not worry too much about what I’m consuming.

I plan on making my goal weight in year two, and to increase my fitness level through exercise while I’m doing that.

I’m looking forward to it.

Best of the season my happy readers, and hope you get want you need if you’re exchanging gifts and in the new year.

I think it will take a while for my brain to catch up with my body and realize it is not the quite the same size as it was. Here is what happened.

I was getting dressed one morning recently and had this thought: I wonder if my jeans will fit after I washed them. In the past it would be completely normal for me to gain so much weight between washings that a piece of clothing that would have fit a couple of weeks ago would not fit now.

I was noticeably relieved when my jeans did fit this week. But why wouldn`t they, for goodness sake! I haven`t been overeating, and I`ve continued with my exercise and activities.

And about exercise … I went for an almost three hour walk yesterday. I only stopped because I was bored and wanted to do other things, not because I was exhausted. I loved figuring that out.

One final happy thing. I`ve been able to shop at lots of sales, and yesterday I bought a few pieces of clothing for $10 each. I would never, ever, ever been able to do that in the past.  The sizes were all over the place – L, M, and size 14 – but still happy making.

It’s been one year since I was banded.

I’m pleased with my weight loss and my health improvements.

I’m pleased with being able to by clothes in “regular” stores.

I’m pleased with my increased level of activity.

I’m confident I can continue and meet my goal.

Yeah me!

First, apologies for forgetting to publish last week. I did write the blog and then forgot to push the “publish” button. Oops.

So, it’s another week with no movement at all on that darn rascally scale. I know that I’ve been lifting weights at the Y and that means I’m building muscle and muscle weighs more … blah, blah, blah. But even knowing that, I still want the the scale to move.

I think going back to the beginning will help me. That is, keeping a food diary, being more vigilant with quantity and quality. Making sure I’m getting the right protein-carb-fat-etc. ratio.

The problem is doing that work. So, my strategy is to make an appointment with a nutritionist at the clinic. I’m pretty sure they’ll ask me for a food diary before I see them. And as much as I don’t want to do that – I really, really, really don’t want to – that’ll get me thinking about my nutrition intake in a better way.

So, tomorrow I’m calling the nutritionist – there it’s in writing … I’m doing it.

Oh, and about the Y. I’m liking it. I was sure I’d be o.k. with it, but I’m actually liking it. I hope I can keep it up as it is a bit of a bother. I’m keeping my eyes on my goal … gotta go, gotta go, gotta go go go!