Out Sick

I hate getting colds. It seemed like my immune system used to be strong enough to beat up squirrels in my back yard. I never got sick! Working in hospitals and nursing homes seemed to keep me strong and immune from almost everything. Now that I have my own business, I only see a set number of people each month. Guess I'm turning into a wimp. I seem to catch everything now! Nasty head cold this week, settled into my chest. I have very little voice left and talking makes me cough. My family loves it! I can't yell at anyone . . .

My weight watchers progress is right where it was two weeks ago. I lost the 3 pounds I had gained. My weigh in on Thursday showed that I was only 0.2 pounds below where I was the week before. I felt like I had lost more considering how poor my appetite had been and all the soup I was living on. My struggle will come when I'm feeling 100 percent again and I start eating again. Right now I'm not really watching what I'm eating.

Tracking is so important for me. If I don't track, I gain so easily. It's too easy to just eat whatever . . . never realizing how high in fat/calories/points this or that is. But when I pay attention and plan my day out, I can do so well. I just have to keep reminding myself of that as I continue in maintenance as a Lifetime Weight Watchers member.

I'm a bit worried about exercise too. I haven't been on my elliptical in over a week. So is it that I'm still sick and hate exercising because it makes me cough? Or is it that I hate exercising and am just looking for excuses? I guess if I'm feeling good enough to worry about it, it's time to get back to working out. Or at least a good walk in the afternoon.

Hugs,
Terri

Everything In Moderation

I guess I learned that the hard way. I gained 3 pounds over the weekend! I about had a fit when I got up and weighed 146.9. Then I took a few deep breaths and thought. Super Bowl Sunday was an eat fest. And everything had a TON of salt! TOM is ready for a visit soon. So I'm sure a good portion of it is simple water retention. I just felt like such a slug, lead balloon style.

So for the last two days I've kept my focus well. I got up and exercised each morning. Planned out my meals and snacks completely. Avoiding any processed snacks, I stuck exclusively to filling foods. And I snuck a peek on the scale. It looks like I am down 2 out of 3 pounds. But I'll have to wait until Thursday's weigh in to be sure.

Tonight was bowling night. I'm a lousy bowler, but I have such a good time! My mom in law talked me into joining a league with her this year and am I ever glad I did! My game has improved (very) slightly and I'm still the lowest average bowler in the league. But I'm there every Tuesday night rain or shine - on in the case of tonight's weather . . snow! I earn a couple of activity points swinging the ball around. I save them for a glass of wine and a snack when I get home. Tonight I bowled a 123 (my average is . . . sigh . . . 93) so that's pretty good for me. And I'm now enjoying my snack: 4 phyllo cups with 1/2 TBSP marshmallow fluff and 1 tsp of mini chocolate chips in the center. Baked at 350 degrees for 10 minutes. Yummy little s'more's cups.

How Embarassing . . .

Super Bowl Sunday. My WW leader warned us that this is the 2nd biggest eating holiday of the year. I wasn't sure how true that was and then proved it today. We went over to our friends/old neighbors house to watch the game and have dinner. I made chili with lots of veggies and mostly low fat stuff (oops, my hamburger wasn't the leanest) and figured that would keep me happy. Nope. I grazed. All night long. And now I'm so bloated and disgusted. Plus I drank seltzer/OJ/vodka mixed.

I drank two huge glasses of water when I got home. Have no idea how many points I consumed. I guessed. Too many - that's for sure. I just completely let my guard down. There were no vegetables or fruit in sight - except for the tomatoes, onions, and peppers in my chili. I should have brought along a fruit tray. Instead I ate chips and dip, popcorn, nachos, cake, and cookies. Grazed for 3 solid hours. I finally put on my bathing suit and sank into their hot tub for a while. It was way too cold to get out and find more food, so I was safe.

One big plus, my bathing suit fit great! Last time it was very tight in the shoulders and tush. It fit nice and I really didn't mind the way I looked in it. Hooray!