It's prime time, baby.

Hey, two days in a row! YESSSS!

Meeting was alright this morning, the best part being down 1.4 on the scale. That eliminates the little bit that I had gained in the past 2 weeks. Soooo, back to 40lbs right on the nose. Sweet deals.

The topic of the meeting was boring (for me), because Hallowe'en ain't no thang for me. All about the struggles of having candy around blah blah blah. I don't give anything out at halloween, I never have. I can just afford to feed myself, I'm not going to shell out any money for a bunch of kids I don't fucking know, I don't care how cute they are. Does that make me an asshole? Sure, but that's no different from the rest of the year.

And at work, there's just 2 of us in the office and neither of us have any interest in sweets like that, so also problem solved. Even if someone did bring in candy of some sort, dudes, I go to the bulk store next door 3 times a week and I don't touch any of the candy there. If you can do that in the bulk barrel, you can do that anywhere.

While I recognize the fact that people do, in fact, struggle with situations like this, it's just not an issue for me. I can buy chocolate/caramel any goddamn day of the year, no need for halloween hysteria.

The only thing I love about Halloween is that my very bestest friend Part Mom - Part Nerd was born on that very day. Happy birthday tomorrow, JK!!!!

Peace oot!
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Delinquent

I know. It seems I'm not so good at the blogging these days. Seems like a lot of people are saying that. Not that that excuses my laziness, but it's weird how you can see certain waves pass through the blogs you read on a regular basis.

Things are good here. Nothing earth shattering or disastrous, which is always a plus. But at the same time, nothing super fantastic or crazy awesome. I'm okay with that, because I'd have a constant "okay" than oscillating wildly from one extreme to the other.

The last 2 weeks showed tiny little gains of 0.6 and 0.8. A drag, yes, but I would have felt a lot worse if those had whole numbers in front of them.

Still not tracking, but feeling okay about it. I'm very conscious about what I'm eating and when, nothing has pushed me over any edges or made me jump the track. Sooner or later I'll be in the 250's and that will be major cause for celebration. I'll make no estimate or time frame guess, because I'm always so awful at those.

My walking is getting a lot better, and after I finally conquer the strep throat I've had since last weekend, I'll feel like a million bucks.

Hopefully I'll remember to post tomorrow after I get home from my meetin'.

Peace oot, I've missed you guys!

XO
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Lordy, lordy, so long forty.

DING DING DING! Right on the nose, 40.0 lbs gone forever!

Today was a good day, I went to weigh in and got the great news that I had finally hit the 40lb mark square on the nose with this week's 1.6 loss. In itself, a 40lb weight loss is fucking major business, but it's also incredibly good news because that finally puts me at under 100lbs to lose.

It feels amazing. Not gonna lie.

Today was also a good day because I finally purchased these:Yup, the frankenankle finally got the footwear it badly needs, super awesome rocker soled Shape Ups. They feel so amazing, and they hid the fusion limp that I now have really really well. Here's hoping they can work some magic my heinie as well.

So what's poppin', ya'll? What's everybody sayin'? I am going to try and get back here more often, I miss my bloggy times, I just wish I had more exciting news to share on a regular basis. Blogging about work and being sick didn't seem too exciting this week. Good thing today totally kicked some ass!

Happy thanksgiving, everyone! Keep it real, keep it (somewhat) sensible!

xo
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Breakfast of the Future

Let me start by saying that I'm very interested in seeing how this post will turn out. A cold is hitting me like a freight train this morning, and I just accidentally dumped a bit of oat bran in my coffee cup instead of my bowl....and I made/drank the coffee anyway. Excellent start, yes?

Things are fine here, cruditude aside (this is going to be one of those colds that will knock me on my ass, I think.) Work has been UN. REAL. But still, I'm managing to get snacks and lunch in on a fairly good schedule.

The last three weeks saw loss, but thanks to a visit from everyone's least-favourite and reluctantly welcomed Aunt, I saw a gain this week. Only 0.8, though, so I'm not upset about it. Water is a mystery to me, I wish I knew how to control what can't be controlled.

This is also the third or fourth week that I haven't tracked a goddamn thing. I don't like that I'm not tracking, I just haven't done it. Laziness is all it really is. That and I've been eating basically the same thing every day. But still, I'm setting a horrible example for myself.

Ugh, I just took the last swig of coffee and met the oat bran that was laying in wait. Blech.

I think I need to go lay down now. Oh cold/flu, please just blow over, pleeeeeeease.

xo
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