I Think I'll Pass

Last week, my daily Bible (i.e.: my Hungry-Girl email) gave me the link to WeightView. WeightView is a nifty little site. You send them a picture of yourself, tell them how many pounds you'd like to see off your bod in that picture, and within 48 hours they turn around and send you an edited picture.

I don't wanna lose anymore weight but I figured I'd give it a go just for the heck of it. Plus, I've always wondered what I'd look like at 120 pounds.

And, yeah, well . . . no thanks.

A before:

And an after:

Is it just me or did they take most of it out of my butt? Sheesh.

In other news, I haven't even had the slightest urge to snack in the afternoons at all this week. I'm pretty sure this means I'm dying.

Go 'Head Now, Girl!

I'm not the only one in my family who has shed some pounds.

My favorite cousin (shhh! Don't tell the rest of them!) and one of my very best friends, Storme, has recently lost a lot of weight.

Here are the two of us in April of 2006. I was three-ish months pregnant at that point:

And here we are again last Sunday:

**Sidenote -- have I shrunk?? I hope it was my shoes that made me so much taller than her in that first pic. Or maybe she was wearing taller shoes on Sunday? Hmm.

Way to go, Storme! Wanna know how she's lost it? She cut out most sugary sodas and she and her husband took up running. That's it! They really haven't changed their diets much. They're just running their asses off. Literally.

I'm so proud of her!

How the Fuuuuuuuuu?

The family and I took a sort of spur of the moment trip to Memphis and Arkansas this past week. We left last Saturday and drove to Arkansas to surprise my folks. Sunday we headed on into Memphis. We came back in the wee hours of Friday morning.

I ate like an asshole the whole time we were gone.

My mom made fried chicken on Saturday night and then Sunday my grandmother kept saying, "You're gonna blow away! Here's another slice of cake." Sunday night I was finally able to indulge in some of the Fazoli's breadsticks I've been craving for nearly a month now (the closest Fazoli's to us is 1.5 hours away - boo). We ate out for almost every meal and Hubs brought in donuts or kolaches for breakfast every morning.

There was no water consumed. No exercise.

So tell me how I stepped on the scale yesterday morning for it to read 142.2. Which was, by the way, more than a pound LESS than what it was before we left. *Shakes head*

Behind the Desk

Over the past few weeks, I've (once again) gotten into digital scrapbooking. I first picked it up last year when I was pregnant with KyKy, but had to give it up after I had him because I had absolutely no time whatsoever on my hands. Now that he's older, sleeping through the night, not as fussy, etc, etc, I've been able to get into it again.

I'm like a woman obssessed. I've neglected almost everything else I generally do during my children's sleeping hours. Even, at times, sleeping myself. I feel this urgent need to get our memories preserved.

I also have a little "issue" when it comes to the scrapbooking. I do everything on my laptop, but it works best with a mouse. To use a mouse, I must be behind a desk. And there is something hard wired in my brain that tells me if I'm behind a desk then, heck, I must be snacking on something. It's usually those damn Mexican Layered Dip flavored Pringles that keep finding their way into my house. Earlier today? Chocolate chips. Straight from the bag.

I feel like I'm sabatoging myself. I still work out like crazy. I just wish that I could "Just Say No" when it comes to junk food. Why was I so good at it when I was trying to lose weight but now that I'm just maintaining, I can't seem to turn anything down?

Diet Tribe

I was finally able to sit down and watch the entire first episode of Diet Tribe yesterday. I love the show!

In a lot of ways, it's much better than the Biggest Loser. For starters, the ladies are all friends and they're all there to support each other. No teams, no one getting booted off, etc. I'm sure there will still be drama. After all, it is five women. Doesn't matter if they're BFF or not, there's bound to be a little bit of the d-word.

The goals are also much more realistic. Each woman is trying to lose 30 pounds in 90 days. They range in weight from 210 pounds to 296 pounds. The goals are so much more realistic and more likely to inspire people at home. People who aren't taken out of their daily lives and put on a ranch where they're not surrounded by fatty foods . . . people who don't have a trainer in their face 24/7.

And, of course, the only reward when it's all said and done is weighing less and being healthier. No money. So you know they're in this for the right reason and not going after the money.

Also, the trainer -- Jessie Pavelka -- he's pretty effin' hot. There's a video of him talking about the first episode here.

The women also meet with a psychiatrist for group therapy. I like that the counselor is a former fat girl herself. However, she mentioned that she lost -- I believe it was 60 pounds. On TV she looks like she might way around a buck thirty. So she probably actually weighs in at 120 pounds. Meaning a loss of 60, would put her at 180 at her highest weight. I'm sure seeing as all the women on the show were at least 200 pounds, they probably wanted to throttle the heffer when she said she lost 60 pounds. ;)

All in all, it was a really good show. In the first three weeks, the weight losses ranged from five to eleven pounds. Much more reasonable than the 30+ as seen on the Biggest Loser this week.

It comes on Monday nights 9:00 central on Lifetime. I definitely recommend it!

Official Post Holiday Weigh-In

It's about time, isn't it? To see how much I gained over the holidays . . . considering we're already nine days into January.

I've been weighing myself every morning (duh) but, for whatever reason, I thought with AF being in town tha my weight would be off. Not so this time around. Last month, it put at least an extra three pounds on the scale which freaked me the 'eff out and sent me into an exercise-and-water blitz. <==== I'm not doing that again, yo.

The scale has stayed in the 142 range for about a week now. It was 141.6 this morning. So I guess that means I o-fficially gained two pounds over the holidays. But I'm still seven pounds below what my goal weight was. And three pounds below that magic number that I don't want my weight to go over. Life is good. I think I'll go eat a greasy cheeseburger now . . .

Losing Big

Ohhhhh, Biggest Loser, you can suck my big toe!

Part of me likes that they're splitting up the teams (for the most part) right here in the beginning. But, how cruel can you be? You tell these people right before they weigh in that they'll be sending half their team home if they land below the yellow line. These people are up there losing more fat from their bodies than my kid weighs and they can't be excited about it because they know they're going to be sent home. That just blows.

Eh.

At least the whiney chick from the green team is gone. And Diva #1 from the silver team is out. Let's hope Diva #2 is sent packing next week so we don't have to see either of them again. I was really liking the yellow team and I believe it was the purple team (???). Oh, and hello white team! You rock! 63 years old and they held their own up until the very last minute. Oh, oh, oh -- and Green Team Tara. I love her. I want her to stick around eventhough her teammate made me wanna hurl something at her.

I just wish NBC would cut out the dramatics and let people, you know, lose weight. It just seems especially cruel that this is literally the "biggest season ever" and BAM! First week, nearly half the contestants go home. Me no likey.

There's another show on Lifetime called Diet Tribe. It came on last night and I DVR'd it as I was not going to miss the Fiesta Bowl. I've only been able to watch half of it, but it seems like it's gonna be good. And, HOLY SHIT, Jessie Pavelka (the trainer) is hotter than Bob and Jillian put together. *Fans self*