Friday, February 22, 2013

Here we go again!

Welcome to my new blog. Yet another one. It turns out my husband is a closet paranoid person, so to respect his unspoken wishes, I will keep our children top secret. Sort of.

And also... I shall document my weight loss journey. Or what I HOPE will be a weight loss journey. I have no self control. None. Well, I did refrain from eating my 18-month-old's teddy grahams this morning, so maybe I have a smidge.

I plan to write my life history- at least as far as my weight problems go- but today is not that day. I have stuff to do besides type my brains out. For now, I will start with a bit of what my plan is for now...

Once upon a time I watched Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead ("fs&nd" from here on out) on Netflix. It was in my queue for awhile, waiting to be watched. I figured it was just another the-American-way-of-eating-sucks- type documentary, but it's much more than that! For starters, it's about an Aussie. But that's beside the point. He delves into a juicing journey. By eating (drinking, that is) nothing but fruit and veggie juices for 60 days, he loses a ton of weight and basically cures a rare disease he has. He meets a guy at a truck stop that has the same disease and helps him do the same. It's an uplifting story, and quite interesting (he talks about nutrition and such, too- it's not just his story). And it got me interested in juicing!

A couple years ago, I found a juice giant at Goodwill.

Best ten bucks I ever spent! I used it a few times after getting it, then it sat in the closet. Then after watching fs&nd, I busted it out and started juicing. Occasionally.

Well, Tuesday after dropping 4-year-old (M) at preschool, 18-month-old (A) and I went to Whole Foods. She LOVES fruits and vegetables, so was losing her mind as not being able to grab and munch everything in sight as I loaded up on organic fruits and veggies. While feeding her tons of blueberries, which came prepackaged so I didn't have to worry about not paying for them (everything else was by the pound).

I am not one to normally buy organic. Pesticides haven't killed me yet. But I decided I'd go as el naturel as I could with this, and got lucky that organic pink lady apples were on sale. They are delicious, and didn't cost $2.99/lb like the rest of the organic apples. Yuck! They were $1.69/lb if I remember correctly. Organic bananas were $.89/lb, which isn't horrible, either.

I made a couple juices throughout this week, then yesterday decided I'm gonna do it. It's juicing time. Last night I had a kale/kiwi/apple/banana concoction, half of which I put in the fridge for breakfast. It was pretty good besides the fact that the kiwi (only two of them!) overpowered it. Luckily A likes kiwi, as I may not be adding them to my juices! Then when I got home from taking A to storytime at the library today, I made a kale/beet/banana concoction. I like beets. My family had canned beets with dinner occasionally when I was growing up. Well... beet juice ain't so tasty, my friends. Combined with its greens and some kale, and apparently not enough banana to outweight the taste of beet and dirt (I washed them as well as I could!). But I choked it down. I'm sitting here feeling slightly ill because of it, and I have heartburn (well, it's more like acid reflux) but I'll get over it. Lots and lots of water. Oh, and for the record, if you plan on using the beet greens, use them soon after buying. 3 days later they were getting kinda slimey and I had to remove a lot.

I ate half a banana and a few apple slices while at storytime. I don't know that I'll go straight liquid, but I'll do my best. Sometimes I just need to sink my teeth into something. And I freaking love pink lady apples. And bananas feel filling.

You want to nitty gritty details, I'm sure... I don't understand why people are so afraid to share their weight. I am the same way, but really, it's not like looking at an overweight person you think they only weigh 150 lbs. I wish I weighed 150 pounds. I got on the scale at the gym yesterday, wrapped in a towel, with wet hair and shower flip flops... 242 pounds. Two hundred and forty freaking pounds!

About a year ago I got really gung-ho about losing weight. Well, while you're nursing a baby is not a good time to set about doing that. There's milk supply to worry about, and I just could not find a good enough sports bra to keep my milk boobs happy while exercising. So, after I decided to "give up," I REALLY gave up. I thought screw it, I'll eat whatever I want. So for the past year, I've been doing pretty much that. Haven't been nursing A since she was 9.5 months old, so that was no longer an excuse several months back. I just didn't have the willpower.

The hubs and I are planning on having another wee one some time. I'm off my birth control but out of wack, so who knows when that will happen. I would love to see a second line on a pee stick, but I'd also love to drop 50 pounds before doing so (which isn't likely to happen, but I can aim!). We'll see what happens. When I do get pregnant, I will aim to not gain any weight, so long as baby is growing fine. I was part of a study for overweight pregnant women when pregnant with A, and when I went for the orientation, the guy said part of it was really to see if there is anything wrong with an overweight woman even losing weight while pregnant. They tell overweight women not to gain as much weight as normal or below average women, so why not stay the same? Being in better shape would give me a better chance at a vbac, I feel, but that's another matter. Not what I'm worried about right now.

SO... that's it in a nutshell for now. Off to do some errands. Ta ta for now!