emerald's blog

I've been getting together wtih the girls to exercise.  We've been doing some cardio, some belly dance... fun stuff that is getting us moving.  When you haven't moved in ages, besides to the fridge and back, it creates some hurt in the muscles.  I expected this, but one place I didn't expect was my hip. 

How many times have we heard that?  Before beginning any weight loss and/or fitness regimen, check in with your doc.  Yeah, yeah... OK.  Who does that? 

Yeah, I'm lazy.  Like If lazy were a job, I'd be Donald Trump runnin' the joint.  But with much better hair.  And in lazy lies my problem with losing weight.  They are diametrically opposed.  And that sucks.

First, let me apologize for my lack of blogginess.  I'm sure most of you know I work two jobs outside the home, that my son can be a handful.  I pretty much just zone out when I get time off.  (That should actually read:  I'm freakin' lazy)

Again I’m back to the theme that weight loss is a journey.  I took a couple detours this past week.  But that sometimes happens, so I used to opportunity to learn and grow, rather than to eat and go backward.

I’ve heard that weight loss is a journey.  Along the way we have ups and downs.  Some of the best advice I’ve been given is “It’s not what you did, it’s what you do next”.   We always have successes and failures.  Along  the way the successes will, pardon the pun, outwe

I made it through week one back on WW.  I did have a small setback yesterday when something I thought I added to my tracker didn't save.  I used like 5 more Flex than I had wanted to, but I totally rocked the week staying on points.  Even got a couple activity points when I went on a cleaning jag Saturday afternoon.

I made it through my first day back on plan with Weight Watchers. I even have some points left. I need to eat them, you're supposed to eat all of your points everyday. I don't know what I want. Maybe a few tortillas.

I was out of work the last two days (sorry Amy!). I woke up today to being held prisoner by my head. I've had a migraine, nothing new there, but then my sinuses were soooo stuffy today that it felt like the part of my brain in the vise was being pushed out of the vise from the bottom. I couldn't even stand up. I gave up and went to the doctor. I officially have a sinus infection, but it's being complicated by allergies. The only good thing is the doctor's scale says I weigh 4 pounds less than the last time I weighed myself at home. Not sure how that happened, but I'll go with it.

I keep wondering what possessed me to join in this "Unique Weight Management Opportunity". Back in the day I was a little chubby, like 20-ish pounds over weight, but still respectable. Something happened along the way and I started gaining weight. I've always loved food, but it was becoming my enemy. I still want to eat all those yummy-but-awful-for-you things I love. That brings me here. I have no willpower, and I'm pretty lazy. Having someone (or many someones) to be accountable to is something I need. So I'm joining the team.