Happy Fat-Chick review day everyone! It’s Monday, again, and while I'm only at the start of my eighth week, it feels like it's been a lot longer. A LOT longer.
I did pretty great this week, especially with the exercise. I took a ‘body blast’ class at the Y, went to the gym, took a karate class called ‘spirit training’ (kicking, punching and then a bunch of running and sweating) and of course I had my session with Trainer Lady. She cracks me up, that one.
We were talking about eating and how I seem to be struggling on the weekends. My family is still not quite used to all this ‘healthy eating’ business I have forced upon them and I cave more often than I should when they start campaigning for pizza. Upon hearing this, Trainer Lady gave me this advice –
“Well, if you do order pizza have just one piece, and then eat salad.”
Isn’t that adorable? She is just as cute as a button. Really, it was hard not to reach over and pinch her cheeks. She said it with such earnest too, like she believed not eating the pizza hadn’t ever occurred to me before. Healthy people who have a normal relationship with food really don’t understand why we (fat people) are overweight. Telling me to only eat one piece of pizza is like telling an alcoholic to just not drink so much or a gambling addict to only spend $20 at the casino. I know I shouldn’t eat it, but once I know it’s available I can’t think of anything else and end up pigging out. In fact, I need to change the subject right now because typing this is making me want pizza.
Did you ever hear the one about the priest and rabbi who walked into the bar? Yeah, me neither.
I’m going to increase my cardio this week and NO CHEATING in the food department. My children are just going to have to go to someone else’s house if they want to eat junk food. I bet the crazy neighbour lady with the grow-op in her living room has tons of munchies in her kitchen.
I’m doing just fine and I am proud of myself, but the once or twice a week I indulge is not doing me any favors. It showed on the scale this morning when I weighed in and the results were a big fat zero. I didn't loose an ounce this week. Damn.
I STILL have 49.5 pounds to go.
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Look at it this way - your date with Mr. Al K. Hall this weekend didn't derail you completely - sure, you didn't lose any, but you didn't gain any, either... ;)
You're gonna ROCK this week!! :)
I can totally relate!! I can't keep junk food in the house b/c I will go to town with it! I could eat a whole bag of Oreos in like 20 minutes!!
Good luck this week!
It's hard to turn up your nose at junk, especially if it's so readily available. I could eat pizza every day. The trainer's got it backwards though, eat a crapload of salad before the pizza arrives so you can only fix x amount in. Something with a lot of fiber so you're really disgusted by the time the delicious steamy melty goodness gets served up. Pizza is my downfall too, I could eat it every day. Good luck this week, calling it even is still better than gaining.
yeah we have issues with pizza too, twice last week. Don't forget those spirit fingers when your in your spirit class, just be careful of the karate chops.
I'm with you on not being able to stop at just one slice. My mom keeps a candy jar in her kitchen with those mini Hershey bars in it and every time I'm there, I eat one after another. People look at me like "stop, you fat fuck" but I just can't.
I'm watching what I eat (not eating out as much) but my first order of business is going to be exercise. It sounds like you're kicking ass in that department, kudos to you. Have a great week, the weight will come off if you keep at it like you have been. That was a pretty obvious statement but I'm not deleting it.
unfortunately i'm in the if-it's-available-i-eat-it department too.
that is exactly why my house is a sodapop free zone right now. good for you for not laughing when she told you not to eat anymore. that would have so made me giggle.
I'd be okay with just eating one slice of pizza. But I'd never survive in Casey's Mom's house, either. I can NOT have sweet things in the house - it's all or nothing. I can't even have chocolate fucking chips.
Vodka may have undone you this week, but it's only twice a year, right? ;)
i am not the most healthy eater - but i am like a dog around pizza. i eat and eat and eat until its all gone and i feel like the guy from Monty Python's Meaning of Life and explode!
i am with mrs. bear - eating lots of salad FIRST helps.
keep up your momentum with exercise - i'm cheering you on from texas!
Sounds like you did awesome this week - congrats!
Spirit training still cracks me. Best name for a workout class ever.
Trainer Lady sounds like a great freakin' resource. One slice - she's a real genious.
Yeeeah, if I could have just one I wouldn't have to shop in the 'Husky' section, now would I?
Hang in there. At least you are getting the movement, right? That has to account for something. If hostility burned calories I'd be a freaking machine.
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