Monday, February 27, 2012

Recovering from Vegas!

I'm back from my whirlwind weekend in Vegas with the girls. We had a great time! The weather couldn't have been more perfect, and the company was great.
I hadn't seen my BFF since August, and my sister since September so it was great timing.

I didn't do anything too crazy, except pretend to get a tattoo and have my sis take a picture so we could try to freak out my husband. He didn't buy it. He knows me too well!

I got to see first hand how well my band really works, even though I only have 4CC in a 14CC band. It was weird how half way through the day my travel buddies would say they were hungry, and then I'd realize I wasn't hungry at all! That never happened before.

My food choices weren't stellar while in Vegas but we walked A LOT and I drank water all day long.

We would go down for coffee and a scone (our choices were cake, cookies, scones, or bagels) around 10am. That scone would sit in my pouch for about 5 hours, and then we would stop for lunch around 3pm. That NEVER happens when I'm home, where I tend to eat all day.
We'd have our main meal at 3:00, and that was about it for me for the day. Only once did I eat again, around 8pm. because we were going out drinking, so I forced myself to eat a side order of mashed potatoes.
Other than that I ate when I was hungry, and didn't when I wasn't. What a novel idea!

I didn't hit the gym once, despite the best of intentions. I brought my exercise gear with me and even called the hotel in advance to make sure they had a gym on site. BUT staying up to 3am. and having copious amounts of alcohol sort of sucks the desire to exercise right out of ya'!

I'd heard from many people that band tightness can be a problem when traveling by air. I arrived in Vegas late at night and didn't try to eat anything. I just had a nice frosty drink. I was fine the whole trip, eating normal food in small quantities. However, now that I'm home, I'm tight as a freaking drum and haven't eaten much of anything. This sucks! I can't imagine what this would feel like if I was still at my old fill level. I'm trying to drink some coffee right now and I can hear it squeak down. This is ridiculous, and I'm so glad it didn't happen while I was on vacation!

Hopefully tomorrow things will be back to normal, and I'll be caught up on all the sleep I feel deprived of.
I had a fantastic time but believe me, I won't be doing a girls weekend again for a very long time. I'm getting too old for this!

I'm going to try to catch up on some blog reading tonight.
Until next time, be well!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

On My Way (Almost!)

Today's the big day. I'm heading out to Vegas to meet my sister and 2 very good friends for our girls weekend. They're there getting the town warmed up for me, holding down the fort until I arrive.
My brother is there too but I don't care, I'm still calling it a 'girls weekend'!

I woke up at 4:00 this morning, staring at the clock. I figured since I couldn't sleep, I should just go to the gym and make myself useful. I did my class (weight lifting and core strengthening), so now I feel like I'm starting this vacation out on the right foot. Call me crazy.

I do however have to get one little thing out of the way before I leave. Do you remember my debacle with the GYN not giving me my prescription without an exam? Well, today's the day to meet with Dr. Hottie. Nothing like getting the lady parts all checked out before heading out for a weekend in Vegas. Aaaagh!

So I'll be out of the blogosphere for a few days. I'm not bringing my lap top. I'll see you on Sunday when I return, and I may or may not have some good stories to share with you!

"What happens in Vegas, gets shared on my blog"

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Weekly Weigh In and Another 'Versary

I can't believe it's been a month but it's already my 'versary again! It's been 18 months since being banded. As of yesterday morning my weight was 157.5 which brings me to a grand total weight loss of...

72.5

Definitely heading in the right direction. I just went back and read the one year bandiversary post and saw at that point I was down 60 pounds. That seems odd to me since I'm always complaining about plateaus and stalled weight loss! 12.5 pounds in the last 6 months isn't too shabby, considering I'm at the tail end of the weight loss portion of my journey. I'm too hard on myself and I know it (most of the time).

I just said to the hubby yesterday that when we got married, I weighed 183. I had been doing Weight Watchers for the year leading up to our wedding. I felt perfectly fine, healthy, happy and never imagined myself needing to lose much more. So why is it that now, at 157ish, I feel like I'm always going to be fat, and that I REALLY NEED to lose that last 10 pounds? Why am I always pushing for more? I don't think I really know the answer but I suspect it has something to do with that feeling that goes along with losing weight. I love my scale when it tells me I've had a loss. I miss that feeling when it doesn't happen. At this point the numbers aren't going down all that often, reasonably so. This is normal, and I know in my logical brain it's normal, but still I want to see a lower number! I promise you I'm not going to become anorexic or anything like that (I like food too much for that!). I'm just sharing because I suspect there are others out there who are experiencing the same emotion.

And just to keep with tradition, I had the hubs take my monthly pic today. Here, for your comparison pleasure are pictures from day one, and today (while trying on my  new size 10 jeans!)...

August 18, 2010
February 19. 2012

Monday, February 13, 2012

V-Day Surprise

I know I don't often write about my 'real life' outside of weight loss and band related news. However, tonight I'm so excited that I have to share this with you, my lovely readers.

Since having kids, Valentine's Day has become one of my favorite holidays. We do it up in a big way around here. I can't wait to see their sweet little faces when they wake up in the morning to see this at the breakfast table...



They've already seen the roses, those were given to us by the hubby before he left for work, but they do make the table look nice!

The small brown bag has a new bathing suit from their Grandma in New York. She never misses a holiday, whether she's here or not!

The large bags have a pair of sweats and a long sleeve t-shirt with the word "LOVE" on it. I found them super cheap so each outfit cost me about $4.

The small pink bags have a book (mandatory for every gift giving holiday), a craft, some hair things, a little monogrammed tissue box and OF COURSE a chocolate heart.

It didn't cost me much but believe me, these girls will love the big surprise and they'll be gushing all day over this. It's the little things in life.

We'll have pancakes and red apple sauce for breakfast, along with smoothies served up in champagne glasses.

Every little lady deserves to feel special.
I hope you have a special Valentine's Day too!

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Weekly Weigh In and Trying to Catch Up

Even though life has been super crazy lately, I managed to grab a quick weigh in this morning. I was happy to see I'm at 159 today (been bouncing back and forth between 159-160 for a while). That brings me back to a total loss of

71 pounds

I guess I'm hanging out here for a while. I need to be OK with that, as long as I'm not gaining.

Also, I found an old notebook with my measurements in it. I had forgotten all about it.
That inspired me to take measurements again. I was pleased to see that I had gone down 1/2" in every area except the hips. That means my arms, waist, bust, legs, etc. are all getting smaller! Talk about a confidence booster.

In house news, we're just waiting on final confirmation on a closing date. I can't wait for this whole process to be over, and for my stress level to go down a notch.

On a personal note, both of my kids came home from school yesterday announcing that they were chosen to be the Star Student of the week in their classes. What are the odds that they would both be chosen on the same day?! They're super excited about all the attention they get from teachers and friends. So cute, and such a fun age.

I'm working tomorrow, and this upcoming week looks to be busier than the last, so I can't promise to be on blogger much. I'll try to keep reading but might not get a chance to post something myself.

Until next week, be well everyone!

Sunday, February 5, 2012

The Weigh In and the Lady Time Blues

I mentioned in my last post that I seem to be holding steady at a 70-71 pound loss. I guess that's my body's new happy place. I'm learning to live with it (not love it). I enjoyed my 5 minutes of fame when I had actually lost 75, and that day is a thing of the past, at least for now.
So, my official Saturday weigh in is 160 pounds. My starting weight was 230. Not too shabby.

Now, I have a story to share with you my dears...

A few months ago I decided to go off the pill. I had decided that the pill was to blame for why I hit a plateau and couldn't get off. Weight gain is one of the very common side effects of the pill, and although I wasn't gaining, I wasn't losing either.

You should know that the reason I'm on the pill is for mood stabilization (read: so I won't kill my husband, or he won't divorce me!). I have PMS in the worst possible sense of the term. It's rough.
I went off for a few months, and did break that plateau.

Then last month I decided I'd had enough and was ready to go back on (and hubby would concur). I called my GYN to ask for a prescription renewal. They informed me that I was due for an annual check up of the lady parts, and the doc wouldn't authorize a new script until I was seen. *sigh*.
You'd think I was asking for narcotics to sell on the streets!
I made the appointment and they informed me that I couldn't see my regular doc, that I'd have to see his partner in the practice. My doc is an old, squirrely, balding guy with glasses. No problemo.
His partner is exactly my age and hotter than George Clooney on his best day!
Holy Hannah, I have to hop on the table and spread eagle for Hot Doctor? Shoot me now.

Whatever, give me the appointment, I need to get back on this darn pill before my husband decides to move to Wisconsin without me!

And OF COURSE the day of the appointment arrives, along with my period. I call to explain that I cannot come in, will need to reschedule, and PLEASE, for the love of Pete, call me in a prescription for one month to get me through this hell I'm living in.
Ms. No Personality nurse tries to tell me that I need to be seen before I can get a new script. Gee, I've heard this somewhere before. LADY! I can't come in to be examined by Dr. Hotness while there's a horror show going on down below. If I could, I would. Now, give me my damn pills!
After some begging and pleading, I finally convinced her to go talk to the doc and get ONE month of the pill called in. Really? Are birth control pills a hot commodity these days?

So, today I'm officially back on the pill and promising myself that I will remember this debacle next time I try to go off, for any reason.

And, the best part of the story? When I called to reschedule the appointment, the date and time I chose that best fit my schedule means that once again I have to see Dr. Hottie. I guess I just can't dodge that bullet!
Here's to hoping that over the last couple years he's gone bald and lost a few of his perfect teeth.

Happy Super Bowl Sunday!