Today's weight...

Weigh in this morning is 188.  That's a loss of 3 pounds this week.  It also means that my daily points allowance went from 25 to 24.  I'm not getting as much exercise as I'd like still, but with the stress load this week, my body is NOT letting me get by with anything.

On Monday, my life went from oblivious to "you are moving this weekend," to "Oops, sorry...I'm not really sure if that's true..."  I'm leaving out a lot (obviously), but let's say that it's been a STRESSFUL week.  Not to mention that I am just about touched out with my clingy 3 year old.  I'm also waiting on my retake score from my MT final.  The good news?  I haven't turned to pasta.  The goal today is to make it through grocery shopping without bringing home mac and cheese.  I know that's a lame goal, but it is seriously my comfort food.  It is what I turn to in a moment of weakness.

Well, it's just after 8.  I need to make a grocery list, make sure I have the school supply list, and brave the crowds out and about.  I'm sure it's going to be reaaaal fun out there today.  Gotta get it done before lunchtime so I'm not tempted to grab lunch while I'm out.  After shopping with 2 kids, some salty french fries always sound good.  *snort*

Have a great day!  

Didn't think I'd do it, did you?

Okay, so I'm a couple days late, but I did weigh in on time.  I had a weird and BUSY week this week.  Many thanks to my friend, Leah, for watching the boys while I went and had blood work done. It's so nice to have support when the hubs is gone.  

My weight this week is 191.  I lost 3 lbs, and I'm really happy about it.  I'm working hard to drink enough.  I am not giving in to the urge to hit the bakery racks or buy macaroni and cheese at the store.  I had a goal to work out 4 hours/week, but that didn't work this week.  I only did 1.5 hours, but that's something.  I rearranged furniture in both the living room and my bedroom, and did a lot of things around the house related to reorganizing those rooms.  I also did some jogging and pilates.  I've been fighting some hard core fatigue, and trying to give into it to an extent.  I know that sounds odd, but I've noticed with my fibromyalgia, if I don't listen to what my body is telling me, it'll make me listen.  Stuart won't be home for more than a month still, and I can't afford to be run down and sick when I'm doing the single parent thing.

I am so hopeful that I'll reach my goal of 178 by mid-September.  As I've said before, I weighed 172 when we got married in January of 2000, and it would be so nice to be at or below that weight by our 10-year anniversary.  

Thanks in advance for your support.

~A~

So, uh, "Hi."

I know, I know.  It's been 4 months.  Really, it's been a long time since I've felt like me and felt like I was taking care of myself.  I finally reached the point where I could not cope with my fibromyalgia any longer and had to be started on a medication for it.  I also had to start a blood pressure medication.  There's a wake up call.  My blood pressure was 144/106.  Not so good.

Stress?  Well, let's say I've been maxed out.  The late spring patrol was horrible for me.  The hubby was gone, and we had Strep running rampant, along with pneumonia and allergic reactions to medication.  The patrol schedule has been 45 days out, 4 weeks in, which is not so fun.  It's hard to focus when he is home on trying to incorporate him into our routine.  Instead, everything falls by the wayside to spend time together.  He and I started doing some Wii Fit exercises together, which was nice.  It is so nice to have someone to exercise with.  

In the last couple of weeks, we had a big trip to Florida, and went to Disney World with my grandmother and sister.  I had moments of my body not wanting to cooperate, but we all had a really great time, and the summer showers kept the temperature nearly bearable.  

So enough of the past.  What's going on today?

We have entered a new patrol period, so I have time to think and work.  I have been really feeling bad about myself, bad for myself, and drowning in my pity pool.  I went to Dollar Tree this week and bought some posterboard and markers.  I have a 9 Week goal to break 180.  Though I had gotten down to 182.5 last year, I'm at 194 right now.  Yipes.  In 9 weeks, my goal is to be at 178.  That's 16 pounds, and completely reasonable.  I'm scheduled to have some more bloodwork done this next week, so hopefully things will be looking okay.

Oh...So back to my markers.  LOL!  I got sidetracked...  I hung this on my bedroom wall.  Nothing like keeping it right in my face.  I cannot get through a day without looking at it.  At the bottom of my posterboard, I listed some goals, and posted a few pictures.  My husband proposed to me again, and asked if I'd like to renew our vows.  No, no new jewelry.  We were hoping to take the honeymoon I always wanted but we never got to take on our 10 year anniversary, but we are going to postpone it closer to my 30th birthday.  That's certainly something to work toward.  He and I both want to be able to do active, fun things like hiking without me limping back.  I've got to really get these pounds off and strengthen and stretch my muscles to help with my stamina.  Oh, and I still have "the swimsuit" that I ordered last year that I've never been able to wear.  I posted the pictures of the resort we want to go to and the swimsuit on my poster.

Hopefully you'll be seeing more of me.