{another weight loss update}

so i have this theory. i can *either* eat healthier *or* work out. not both. doing both at the same time is hard. so i've been working out. and i've been eating better but not necessarily the best i can. i also have this theory that if i'm working out more than i used to, it shouldn't matter what i eat. i'm still moving more. i should lose weight. WRONG!

so this week, i started really doing weight watchers again. i mean counting even those two ok four hershey kisses i snuck. even if i know i'm having a bad day and i go over in points, i'm counting. and you know what? it just might be working.

i was able to enter into my little weight tracker that i've lost two pounds this week. you have no idea how HUGE that is. i've been at this steadily since february when i posted {this} number to show the world.  that was a little over two months ago. 

they say that slow and steady is best right???  i've been putting on and taking off what seems like the same two pounds forever.  this is what my scale told me this morning........{p.s. it hasn't been that low since i can remember} {p.s.s. which in turn makes me sick.  blah.}

please excuse the toes that badly need to be painted. oh and that red spot is leftover polish...not blood or dirt. i'm way more embarrassed about posting a pic in the state my feet are in then the number on the scale. that's progress, right??!

if you care to read some past posts on this journey, here is {one}, and {another} and {one more}

{weight loss...an update}

so i'm trying to lose weight.  i've told you all that.  i haven't really posted an update because there hasn't been much to update.  it's been really discouraging to not see the number move.  or rather to see it move but up and down within the same six pounds.  i haven't lost anything significant. 

i also haven't given up.  i'm still watching what i eat.  and still {kind of} doing weight watchers.  by kind of, i mean i don't enter or track every single thing but i'm aware of how many points everything is and i eat as if i were tracking it.  and i'm working out.  i try to make it to the gym at least 3 times a week.  in my last four trips, i've moved my body almost 25 miles whether on the treadmill, elliptical or bike.  i know that doesn't seem like much, but for me, it's mountains.  and i'm becoming slightly addicted to the gym.  i guess there's worse things to be addicted to.  right?

AND, guys, this is a HUGE one.  hence the caps...i've only bought and consumed ONE bag of cadbury mini eggs.  in case you don't know, they are my kryptonite.  i used to buy enough to stockpile and last me until well after easter.  this year, not so much.  how's them apples? 

the one big big big thing that's saving me here is i seem to be losing inches.  i just started measuring last week so i don't know what i've lost so far but i can tell you that when i bought my belt i had to wear it on the very first hole.  like the biggest one.  i went down to the second for a while the last time i was dieting.  then, after my surgery when i blew up it was so tight i couldn't wear it at all.  i was a belt less bra less fool who had to borrow a bra from my fiance.  and now?  now i wear it on the third hole.  :)  and on good days, i could wear it {not so comfortably} on the fourth.  so yeah.  there's that.  thank god for that because if it wasn't for that, i'd be eating butter by the stick in a fit of depression.  that bra situation?  i'm wearing my own again but they really don't fit and i've tried different sizes.  i guess i just need to go get measured.  boo.

so yeah, it's really really hard.  and i just realized going back to the post about wearing lisa's bra that i promised a list of reasons why i want to lose weight.  well surprise surprise, i never did it.  real quick off the top of my head, here's a few.

1.  to fit in my own undergarments again.

2.  so the undergarments i am wearing now will stop rolling down in the front like they're trying to escape my belly.

3.  to be able to run around with my kids.

4.  to be able to go shopping and not only in the plus or maternity section.

5.  to have my chest enter the room before my belly.  {this one i've accomplished but at one point it was a goal}

6.  to feel confident.

7.  to feel healthier.

8.  and because i hate odd numbers to fit into my cute summer clothes from last year.  ;)

and because i really feel like this post needs a pic.  here's me.  through a peephole.  polaroid style.

{15/366}

went to the gym today. one step in the right direction. pun intended. i lasted as long as a 2 year old would last an art museum.  but at least i went.  :)