It damn near killed me.......

I had some small success today. 

While I went over the calorie limit that I set for myself today, I didn't kill it like yesterday.  It went as follows:

Breakfast: 330 calories

• 1 egg scrambles with salsa on a white corn tortilla 
• 1 packet of toasty crackers with peanut butter

The Greek yogurt that I planned to eat was outdated so I improvised but still dreamed of John Stamos.  MMMMM......

Snack: 560 calories

•       2 Brioche buns  

 Admittedly this was not the best idea that I had but everyone else was eating some kind of egg concoction that they made in the kitchen and I grabbed a bun instead.... but I was starving so I had another.  It was not until I looked up the calories that I realized my mistake but I stopped feeling guilty about it, dropped it and moved on. 

Lunch: 424 calories

•        2 pork and cheese papusas

These were delicious and not as bad calorie-wise as I thought. If you've never had one, try it.  They are a Salvadorian delight. 

Dinner: 630 calories

•        1 chicken pot pie

This was not not my choice of dinner but I was 1)starving and 2)broke so I took what I could get.

So, even though I went over my 1500 calorie allotment, it was better than yesterday because.........

I got on the treadmill.....but it damn near killed me.   Thirty minutes on the treadmill at 2 mph. Not too bad but my back was killing me the entire time.  I stretched before I got on and stopped during and stretched again but it still was hurting but I soldiered on and coached myself to a finish. I wanted to give up so bad but told myself that I would do just 5 more minutes. After that, I did just 5 more and then another 5 more until I was done. 

This is exactly what I looked like!

So, here's to small victories, even if the fight won is against myself. 

     

 

RELEASE THE KRAKEN !

So, it's been quite some time since I last checked in.  I am happy to say that I am still smoke free - almost 2 years now. Yeah for me and the people around me.

Unfortunately, smoking was masking another health problem.  About a year ago, I found out that I had low thyroid.  I was tired all the time, had no energy, started growing hair where I wasn't suppose to and the most significant of all symptoms, enormous weight gain.

Yep, I gained another 50 lbs on top of what I already weighed.  It's horrible. My doctor told me that if I didn't loose it soon, that I wouldn't live to be 50.  That's a serious problem.  Once we get the thyroid regulated, he told me, the weight will start dropping off. It took about 6 months to find the right dosage and you know what?   The weight is still here.  I've been bouncing around the same weight, give or take 10 lbs for the last year.   I can't seem to push past that bubble.

I've now decided that since blogging about smoking helped me to quit, well then I am going to blog about weight loss and getting healthy-the ups and downs and everything in between-so that I can be accountable to someone or something other than myself. I know that it's been done to death by other people and there is nothing original about it, but you know what?  I don't care. If it helps me, then call me selfish because I am going to do it.

Starting with today.

Today I was PMS'ing.  At one point I yelled out at work, "Release the Kraken for God's sake and just get it over with."  I feel so bloated that I look like the Little Red Balloon from that movie they used to make us watch in elementary school and which, surprisingly, is presently available on Hulu.

My diet reflected my day.

It started out on a good note:

                      2 white corn tortillas, 2 eggs, and salsa-233 calories

Then, I started to slide:

                      White Chocolate Scone-470 calories

The worst:

                      Habit cheeseburger, fries and coke-1365 calories

And since I don't have much room left:

                      Dad's stuff-568 calories

Exercise:

                     NONE-didn't have the energy....LOL!

I wanted to post a motivation picture to refer to (above) but I realize that I look smokin' hot it it.  It was my 20th year reunion a couple of months ago.

So, here is another one where I look like a dork and can see how fat I look.

Anyway, I welcome your comments and possibly suggestions on what worked for you and what didn't.

Here I go on my journey.....watch me go!