Just to update you...day 7 and I'm down 10.8 lbs! Wow, huh?
How I feel right now...I'm not SUPER hungry this minute, but I AM hungry. Day 3 was brutal for me. Like spent-the-day-in-bed brutal. But day 4 was better and it's been easier since.
I'm excited by these 10 lbs in less than a week; I haven't lost so much so fast since my pre op diet...which this feels a lot like...but I'm not kidding myself that I'm making it through 30 days of it. I'm actually starting to think I signed up for this while I was drunk (seems like something I'd do..) and full of fatty food, and now I feel my resolve weakening. But then I think of what actual detoxing felt like and I do not want to have to go through that again.
I'm told my mental acuity will return, with extra clarity. I hope that's true. Right now
If I can hold out to the weekend, I might just make it into fresh weight loss territory.
That would be cool...
Monday, February 25, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Day One - 2.1 lbs
For day one, I gotta say, 2.1 lbs down doesn't suck.
Yeah I know it's water, but still...makes me feel a little better, even though by the end of the night last night (the "end" of my night being 9 p.m.) I was so headache-y and grouchy I went to bed so as not to inflict myself on anyone further.
This morning, I woke up very crampy. Can't figure out whether it's the huge boost in protein or the effects of the Isa-Flush, but yeah...crampy.
I feel pretty ok so far this morning. I had one of the bars instead of a shake this morning, just due to time constraints. I'm drinking a Tazo Refresh tea right now, trying to keep my water levels up. Looking VERY forward to my lunch!
I have to wonder though...how do normal, NON-banded people DO this?? Even with my band, I was definitely hungry yesterday. Without a band, someone around me would have been in danger of having an arm chewed off.
Yeah I know it's water, but still...makes me feel a little better, even though by the end of the night last night (the "end" of my night being 9 p.m.) I was so headache-y and grouchy I went to bed so as not to inflict myself on anyone further.
This morning, I woke up very crampy. Can't figure out whether it's the huge boost in protein or the effects of the Isa-Flush, but yeah...crampy.
I feel pretty ok so far this morning. I had one of the bars instead of a shake this morning, just due to time constraints. I'm drinking a Tazo Refresh tea right now, trying to keep my water levels up. Looking VERY forward to my lunch!
I have to wonder though...how do normal, NON-banded people DO this?? Even with my band, I was definitely hungry yesterday. Without a band, someone around me would have been in danger of having an arm chewed off.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Isagenix
I drank the kool-aid. Well, actually, what I drank was a shot of some berry flavoured stuff and a "chocolate" shake that brought back memories of my 3 week fast prior to band surgery.
Isagenix.
A girlfriend of mine had some amazing weight loss on it...hit her goal in 2 months, and has been selling it - her facebook status updates were too tempting; I HAD to try it. Today was the big day.
So far, feeling a little crappy, but I think that's probably more to the lack of caffeine than anything. Cold turkey quitting coffee always hits me hard (and tea...I drink a lot of tea), and I'm feeling it. Headache, but I'm in an alarmingly good mood.
I had some kind of Isagenix fibre bar for a snack, and a SNACK, which was like a compressed hot chocolate pellet. Not in any way snack-like, if you ask me.
Lunch was my typical chicken tortilla soup (no tortillas, clearly), and what I have to look forward to now is the dinner shake. And no wine. Yeah you read that right.
Watch this space.
Isagenix.
A girlfriend of mine had some amazing weight loss on it...hit her goal in 2 months, and has been selling it - her facebook status updates were too tempting; I HAD to try it. Today was the big day.
So far, feeling a little crappy, but I think that's probably more to the lack of caffeine than anything. Cold turkey quitting coffee always hits me hard (and tea...I drink a lot of tea), and I'm feeling it. Headache, but I'm in an alarmingly good mood.
I had some kind of Isagenix fibre bar for a snack, and a SNACK, which was like a compressed hot chocolate pellet. Not in any way snack-like, if you ask me.
Lunch was my typical chicken tortilla soup (no tortillas, clearly), and what I have to look forward to now is the dinner shake. And no wine. Yeah you read that right.
Watch this space.
Friday, November 2, 2012
I Want To Be Zen
Can someone teach me how to be zen? Do I have to capitalize that? Zen? Well howeveryouspellit...I need to be more it.
I suppose I could do yoga. I remember taking yoga in University (for credit, no less! It's not just sitting around in a bunch of poses, I can tell you - although that's what I hoped it would be when I signed up for it thinking it would be a bird course...) and learning about breathing and meditation, and that is some good shit right there...but who has the time (or the alone time, right other moms?) I joined a gym, and I'm gonna go there as soon as my weekend from hell at work is over, I swear...but I'm not sure I want to do group yoga. Or yoga at all.
"Drink wine!" you say! And I do! But as part of my new health initiative, I've banned weekday wine! And honestly? I miss it. I didn't think I would, but, for instance, when I was out shopping yesterday and I saw the wide array of wine glasses, my first reaction was "yum, wine!!" and then I got all sad thinking about how I wouldn't get to have wine until the weekend, except not this weekend because I'm working and the ban is in place during working weekends. Um...yikes.
Vacation!! Except no...the last 6 years have pretty much been a vacation...and I just got back from Chicago...and also I'm broke (which banning the weekday wine should help fix, kinda...)
So...I bought a pair of boxing gloves. Yep. I'm gonna go pound the shit outta...some shit. Oh...and they have pink on them.
That's my story.
I suppose I could do yoga. I remember taking yoga in University (for credit, no less! It's not just sitting around in a bunch of poses, I can tell you - although that's what I hoped it would be when I signed up for it thinking it would be a bird course...) and learning about breathing and meditation, and that is some good shit right there...but who has the time (or the alone time, right other moms?) I joined a gym, and I'm gonna go there as soon as my weekend from hell at work is over, I swear...but I'm not sure I want to do group yoga. Or yoga at all.
"Drink wine!" you say! And I do! But as part of my new health initiative, I've banned weekday wine! And honestly? I miss it. I didn't think I would, but, for instance, when I was out shopping yesterday and I saw the wide array of wine glasses, my first reaction was "yum, wine!!" and then I got all sad thinking about how I wouldn't get to have wine until the weekend, except not this weekend because I'm working and the ban is in place during working weekends. Um...yikes.
Vacation!! Except no...the last 6 years have pretty much been a vacation...and I just got back from Chicago...and also I'm broke (which banning the weekday wine should help fix, kinda...)
So...I bought a pair of boxing gloves. Yep. I'm gonna go pound the shit outta...some shit. Oh...and they have pink on them.
That's my story.
Monday, October 22, 2012
The Truth Is:
I've been eating like crap for the past few days. Wanna know what I've noticed? I also FEEL like crap. What a freakin' co-incidence!
Why don't I REMEMBER this? Why is it the second I see a Pringles container, the hard-earned knowledge that eating good food makes me feel good completely falls out of my brain? Why is it not until I've eaten the whole can of Pringles and I'm feeling gross and horrible, and the next morning when I wake up all puffy and gross from all the salt that I remember again?
November 1st, I'm starting a weight loss challenge at work AND my fitness club membership starts. I'm sick of sitting on the fence. I'm sick of this plateau.
Damn you, Pringles! (That's right...I blame the Pringles. I know I know...shhhh)
Why don't I REMEMBER this? Why is it the second I see a Pringles container, the hard-earned knowledge that eating good food makes me feel good completely falls out of my brain? Why is it not until I've eaten the whole can of Pringles and I'm feeling gross and horrible, and the next morning when I wake up all puffy and gross from all the salt that I remember again?
November 1st, I'm starting a weight loss challenge at work AND my fitness club membership starts. I'm sick of sitting on the fence. I'm sick of this plateau.
Damn you, Pringles! (That's right...I blame the Pringles. I know I know...shhhh)
Friday, September 7, 2012
Last night, I was in a play...
...the play is called "White Rabbit, Red Rabbit"; the play is written by Nassim Soleimanpour. It was the most amazing experience, and I am so honoured to have been chosen to act it!
Too bad I can't tell you about it.
I solemnly swore at the beginning of the performance, just before the producer of the show handed me the script for this play that I knew nothing about and had never seen before, that I wouldn't tell what it's about. But I can tell you this:
If it comes to your city, DO NOT MISS IT!!!
You can search it on the interwebs...but you won't find much. Something I found, just to give you a little hint of what it is (although it's so SO much more!!) is this:
Imagine being 29 and unable to leave your country. Iranian Nassim Soleimanpour dissects the experience of a whole generation in a wild, utterly original play. He turns his isolation to his advantage with a play that requires no director, no set, and a different actor for each performance. Volcano Theatre co-produced the world premiere of White Rabbit, Red Rabbit in 2011, shown simultaneously at SummerWorks and Edinburgh Fringe Festival. It is now playing around the world.
Too bad I can't tell you about it.
I solemnly swore at the beginning of the performance, just before the producer of the show handed me the script for this play that I knew nothing about and had never seen before, that I wouldn't tell what it's about. But I can tell you this:
If it comes to your city, DO NOT MISS IT!!!
You can search it on the interwebs...but you won't find much. Something I found, just to give you a little hint of what it is (although it's so SO much more!!) is this:
Imagine being 29 and unable to leave your country. Iranian Nassim Soleimanpour dissects the experience of a whole generation in a wild, utterly original play. He turns his isolation to his advantage with a play that requires no director, no set, and a different actor for each performance. Volcano Theatre co-produced the world premiere of White Rabbit, Red Rabbit in 2011, shown simultaneously at SummerWorks and Edinburgh Fringe Festival. It is now playing around the world.
I want you guys to find it in your cities. And I want you to experience it. Please say you will!
You're welcome!
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
I'm So Full Of Crap...
...and Coffee Crisp...and Aero bars...and Kit Kat...and some awesome, orgasmic, chocolate covered, caramel filled cookies that were at my mum's house...and crusty bread with cheese...and a Starbucks pike place roast with lots of REAL cream in it. What the hell, man!? And I can't even blame hormones, because I just finished...you know. And I'm not particularly stressed. I guess I'm just a fat girl. Which sucks.
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