I’m not sure if it has anything to do with my weight loss efforts, but I have had terrible heartburn for a few days. Maybe the pizza from the weekend is to blame, but I am getting tired of it. I’ve been downing the tums and drinking milk, but it keeps coming back. Any ideas on food that could be causing or might help the situation?

I am typing this after eating leftover breadsticks for breakfast. Yes, for breakfast. I’m telling myself that the Pizza Hut leftovers in the fridge must go in the trash.

Last night turned into a Pizza Hut indulgence. I intended to be good - just 2 slices of cheese pizza. But then I got frustrated with a project I’m working on (a quilt to donate to  Humanitarian services through my church.) I ended up having to drive to WalMart for supplies at 10pm only to find out when I got home that what I bought wasn’t going to work. Grrr…  I was tired, frustrated and mad. (But not HUNGRY)

So, of course what did I do? Ate more pizza, and 2 cinnamon sticks! :p Here’s the damage:

I’m up 1 lb and 2 lbs over my all-time low … I’m not at my 10% anymore.:(

I know why I’m up and I know what I need to do… Just bummed out right now.

On a better note, I saw someone today that I hadn’t seen since May. She complimented me and said I looked thin - I need to use this as motivation to stick to plan. I can get back to my 10% and surpass it and begin working on my 3rd mini-goal!

Ok, not really. I love my family dearly, but honestly, can we have a get together that doesn’t involve calories? I suppose not. It started last night when we had a family get together for my baby nephew’s church blessing. (He’s 8 weeks old and an adorable chunk!) The party involved pork tacos, peach cobbler and nacho dip. It was delish, but also disastrous.

Follow that up with tonight we went out to the best ice cream parlor for my sister in law’s birthday. I planned to be good .. I tried to be good .. and well, then .. it just happened. GRrrr! I feel sick to my stomach and not at all happy about what I ate. I need to get things together. I was rocking through May and June, did ok in July, and things just haven’t been the same since August. I need to get into the routine and STICK WITH IT. I haven’t been working out and I’ve been lazy about journaling. NO more! Here’s today’s journal:

Well my car died this week so I got to go shopping for a new one. Although it wasn’t intended to be a reward for reaching a goal, it was kind of fun that getting a new car coincided with getting to 10%. I got a Ford Escape. This picture isn’t actually my car, but mine looks just like it.

I also caved and went back to Target for the jeans I tried on the other day. I went to a different location and found them in a 14. Yay for clothes that fit! I also took my measurements again today. I only showed a change on my waist; down 1/2 inch for a total of 2.5 inches off my waist. I actually thought it would be a little more, but I’m not gonna complain.

I’ve used up most of my flexies, but I have a family dinner tomorrow. So my strategy for the rest of the weekend is portion control and fruits & veggies!

I think I need to take my measurements this weekend. When I start feeling like there’s not any noticeable changes in the mirror, I think it’s time to convince myself by pulling out the measuring tape. Today I wore some low rise jeans that I thought were cute on the hanger, but by the end of the day I was just feeling chubby and like I had “muffin top”.  I ended up wearing a zip-up hoodie to cover my mid-section even though I was hot. Sigh. . . perhaps I felt that way because of what I ate today - fast food nachos, chinese from the school cafeteria and  a Root Beer float.  I used up flex points on it all so I am still OP, but I usually forget how I feel when I eat that kind of stuff until it’s too late and i’ve already chowed it down. Hoping to feel better in the morning  - and I WILL bust out the measuring tape.

read 175 this morning! That’s -20lbs!

It’s not my official WI day, so I’m not going to “count” it, but I think this is the week for my 10%. Yeah baby!

I love Irish Dance nights. I come home sweaty and sore, but loving every minute of it. Tonight we learned a new hard shoe step. It’s fast and loud and tons of fun! I just found out that Riverdance is coming to my area in the Spring and I WILL BE there! I am just realizing that my thigh and stomach muscles are tightening up - because they’re actually being USED… imagine that.

Reading Roni’s post tonight, I was like - “Man, I don’t think I’ll ever enjoy exercise.” Wait a minute? Who said exercise had to be running on a treadmill? I just need to get motivated to work out like this more than once a week. Sure I wish that I craved spinning classes or lifting free weights, but at least I have something I like to do and I can work my way up from there.

When I start noticing my menus are full of frozen or canned foods and ZERO fruits, vegetables or dairy, I know I’m overdue to go shopping. :p

That’s right - There is no milk, cottage cheese, fruit, or vegetables left in my fridge. Even though I’m within points, I know today could have been MUCH better food-wise. Today was my 12 hour day - luckily I brought enough to eat from home which saved me from fast food in the school cafeteria. Hopefully I can squeeze in a grocery store trip tomorrow and stock up on some good stuff.

Today was a pretty good day after a rough week. Last night we ate out at Applebees. We split the mozzarella sticks for an appetizer, but then I ordered from the WW menu for dinner. I had a few AP’s to spend because we had spent the day walking around car dealerships at the Auto Mall (still didn’t find a car…) Today was nice to just be at home all day and cooking what I could scrounge up around the house.

I tried on a pair of jeans at Target yesterday. They were on the clearance rack and they had sizes 12 and 16 left. I refused to even try on the 16’s since I’ve been consistently fitting in 14’s, but the 12’s were too tight. Actually they were on and zipped, but the didn’t look good enough to wear. Part of me wanted to get them anyway - they were cheap and would probably fit in a few pounds, but the rational part of me won, and I didn’t get them. I decided I would reward myself when I had lost the weight instead of buying something to fit into later. I can’t stop thinking about them though. Do the rest of you have clothes buying dilemmas? When I get down to about a 10, I have a zillion things I’ve saved over the years to wear, but I don’t have much of the in-between sizes. If I wear my biggest clothes, I look frumpy, but my smaller stuff is too small. It’s like I just blew by these sizes when I gained weight. Now I want to buy stuff that looks good, but don’t want to spend a lot for clothes I will only fit in temporarily.  I am wearing a pair of 16s today and they are saggy in the bum and need a belt to keep them on properly. Even thought they fit this way because I’m thinner, they look worse than they did when I was filling them out. Weird isn’t it?

Enough rambling…