<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:46.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Weigh! I've Done It Again!</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a lifetime yo-yo dieter who has spent most of my time on the up swing. On a few rare occasions I have been down in the weight game and it is then that I feel FANTASTIC. Just a few months ago I was in middle of one of those rare periods when all was going well and the pounds were coming off. Then something went awry, and I started gaining it all back again.  So here I am starting over. Follow me on my journey to health and fitness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-4763435737995667318</id><published>2010-03-08T22:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:35:27.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning? or Not?</title><content type='html'>I had a horrible time last night with stomach pains and indigestion. I was up several times to race to the bathroom and felt horrible. Then the phone rang just after 8:00 a.m. waking me up on this my much anticipated day off. It was my doctor's office calling to tell me the results of the home sleep test I took last week. The doctor wants to put me on oxygen, but has one more test for me to take first. He's hoping that the results of that test will qualify me for a C-PAP machine. This news was not the way I wanted to begin my week or my day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The bad news continued as I weighed myself. I was disgusted to see that I was within 4 pounds of hitting 300 pounds, yet again. "I CANNOT let this happen!" my brain was screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took my blood sugar reading and it was higher than I like it to be. My reading 2 hours after breakfast was also not good, just down a few points from the fasting number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these things added up to one important decision. I HAVE to begin taking care of myself. I joined Bob Greene's Diabetes Best Life Plan about a month ago, and today seemed like the perfect day to take it seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a healthy breakfast, planned out my menu for the week, made a grocery list, did some things around the house, and got ready for my lunch date with a dear friend of mine. We decided to meet at Sizzler as we both could make some healthy choices there. I did well and enjoyed my lunch, but I left the restaurant feeling hungry. "How could that be?" I thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next stop was Barnes and Noble. I love that store! I bought a couple of books then headed out to Wal-mart. I was getting hungrier by the minute. I said to myself, "You can't be hungry, you just had lunch." But,none-the-less, I was having hunger pangs. I soon found myself in the drive-thru lane at Dairy Queen. I ordered a large cone and ate it as I continued driving toward Wal-mart. Thankfully, the cone did fill me up, and I wasn't hungry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did okay at Wal-mart buying the healthy foods I had on my list. I made one poor choice when I saw the Pillsbury cookie dough was on sale. I bought two packages. When I got home, I put up the groceries and sat down at the computer to check e-mail and watch an episode of General Hospital. I just had to break into the cookie dough, then added some salsa and tortilla chips to my snack. Later, I took a two hour nap. This was not how I had planned to spend my afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time my husband had gotten home from work, my healthy dinner plans were out the window. I had him go out and pick-up a hamburger and fries from Wendy's. I sat in front of the TV eating my unhealthy dinner at 8:00 at night. Then I added some more cookie dough to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does taking care of myself have to be so hard. I had every good intention when I got up this morning, but I ended up making some pretty poor choices by day's end. I'm now sitting here feeling sick, both physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomorrow is another day and another beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-4763435737995667318?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4763435737995667318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-beginning-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4763435737995667318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4763435737995667318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-beginning-or-not.html' title='A New Beginning? or Not?'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-3940990120083269159</id><published>2009-10-18T17:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:29:56.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am reading Bob Harper's book, Are You Ready!  Bob is one of the trainers on my favorite TV show, The Biggest Loser.  At the end of the first chapter of his book, he asks ten questions to inspire you to examine your own situation.  He asks you to answer the questions openly and honestly.  He also says to write down your thoughts.  So, I decided to answer the questions here on my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#1 - Is there any event that has happened in your life that makes you think you are ready to take charge and change your life?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, my health suffers when I am at my higher weights.  I'm at that level again where I don't feel good pretty much every day, and I struggle to do the easiest things like walking up a flight of stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#2 - What are your fears, if any, about making such a big commitment to change?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My biggest fear is failure.  I have lost a lot of weight on three separate occasions before, just to regain it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#3 - Are you ready to stop blaming others for your problems?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am ready, but it will be difficult for me because I let those around me affect what I am doing.  This has been a source of contention with my husband as I have blamed him for my most recent weight gain.  He always tells me that he didn't stick the food in my mouth and make me eat it, which is true.  But, there is also truth in that you don't bring alcohol into the home of an alcoholic, so why would you bring goodies into the home of a foodaholic?  I am sure, though, he will be thrilled if I stop blaming him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#4 - Are you ready to take responsibility for your life?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#5 - Can you tell yourself what your goals are?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes.  This is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-plan.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to a previous post I wrote several weeks ago detailing my plan and goals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#6 - Can you name three things that help you relax? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Listening to music, walking at the park, reading a good book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#7 - Do you trust the process?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, because I have done it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#8 - Do you trust yourself?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not really sure on this one yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#9 - Can you suspend disbelief and trust in a Higher Power, God, yourself, or the Universe to help you through this period of change?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do believe in a loving Heavenly Father who continues to help me every day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#10 - Do you want to treat your body with respect, learn to cherish it, and make it the vessel it was always meant to be?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my dream.  I want to be all that I can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-3940990120083269159?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3940990120083269159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-i-ready.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/3940990120083269159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/3940990120083269159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/am-i-ready.html' title='Am I Ready!'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-7582245989333968388</id><published>2009-10-01T17:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:53:10.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>September's Report of One Good Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My goal is to do one good thing each day towards becoming a healthier, happier me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9-1-09&lt;/span&gt; Can't believe it is already September. Where did the summer go? After a stressful day at work and coming home to do the bills, I relaxed tonight by vegging out in front of the TV. Sometimes doing not much of anything is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-2-09&lt;/span&gt; Days like today are why I love my job. As I was walking into school after morning duty, I noticed a young kid with a backpack heading away from the building. I asked where he was going. He said his teacher told him to line up out front. I told him that's right, but when there are no kids left outside he needs to just go in the building and walk to his class. He told me again how he was told to line up out front. I took him inside and watched him walk down to his classroom. I had to laugh. After all, he was following the teacher's rules. BUT, if I hadn't stopped him, he probably would have started wandering around the neighborhood. So, that was kind of like my little good deed of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-3-09&lt;/span&gt; Not only does writing help me stay focused on what I need to be doing to achieve my weight loss goals, but reading about others' success is a big motivator, too. I got off work early today because I have to go back later this evening for Back to School Night. So, I have taken this extra time I have at home to get caught up on my blog reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-4-09&lt;/span&gt; Cuddled with hubby on the couch this evening while watching Barbra Streisand's TV show from 1965, Color Me Barbra. I love good music and had forgotten how wonderful Barbra really is. Very relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-5-09&lt;/span&gt; Have spent the entire morning cleaning the living room, dining room, kitchen, and the dog's kennel. It feels so good having a clean home. Started burning some orange spice in my Scentsy. Now my home smells GREAT, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-6-09&lt;/span&gt; Sunday afternoons seem to be perfect for napping, so that's what I did today. Actually, felt really good. Also, in church today I learned that sometimes we have to allow others to serve us. That is something that is hard for many to do. So, after my nap I allowed my husband to serve me by giving me one of his famous back rubs. LOL It was heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-7-09&lt;/span&gt; Took advantage of this extra day off by walking in my favorite park with my pup. It had been weeks since we went on a walk, and pup went crazy when she saw me put on my walking shoes. She pretty much pulled me around the trail because she was so excited! The morning was cloudy and windy with cool temperatures which was perfect for walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-8-09&lt;/span&gt; I called my youngest daughter this evening. Had a good chat. Love talking with my kids when I get the chance. With all three of them in college, now, they are often times quite hard to get a hold of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-9-09&lt;/span&gt; I went to the dentist today after 4 1/2 years! Luckily, I have always had pretty healthy teeth. He found only one small cavity which I will have filled in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-10-09&lt;/span&gt; Don't always take the time to iron my clothes. Usually they don't need it, but this morning my shirt was pretty wrinkly. I ironed it so I wouldn't look too bad at work. Always feels good to wear pressed clothes. Then this evening my pup decided to chew the plug off of the iron's cord! Couldn't believe it! I spent $50 on that iron just a few months ago. Guess I will have to wear a wrinkled dress to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-11-09&lt;/span&gt; It's been eight years since that horrible day when so many innocent people lost their lives. I have spent part of today remembering some of the good that came out of that tragedy. For awhile differences were overlooked and we came together as Americans. For me personally, that day inspired me to take the steps I needed to to get out of a really, really bad marriage. It was the beginning of my journey to take better care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-12-09&lt;/span&gt; This morning I went and had a mammogram. It had been about 2 1/2 years since my last one. Not the funnest thing to do, but it an important screening to have as a woman. The tech said she didn't see anything of concern, but the radiologist will look things over on Monday. Hopefully, the letter I receive in the mail in a couple of weeks will say all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-13-09&lt;/span&gt; Was feeling pretty wiped out yesterday and was afraid I was trying to get sick, so I am spending today at home doing nothing. I've already taken a morning nap and spent some time reading. The rest of the day should be more napping, phone calls to loved ones, maybe some cross-stitching, and some TV watching this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-14-09&lt;/span&gt; For the better part of today I didn't feel very well. I did eat on program through my afternoon snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*9-15-09&lt;/span&gt; Today was a big day! It was the season premiere of season 8 of The Biggest Loser. This is my favorite show! I watched it with tears in my eyes as I can personally relate to so many of the contestants' stories. I wish they all could win, and they do if they lose weight and take care of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the second half of the month dealing with my sinus and ear infections.  I am feeling much better, but am still somewhat congested and have a cough.  At least my energy has returned.  Now, I just need my motivation back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-7582245989333968388?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7582245989333968388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/septembers-report-of-one-good-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7582245989333968388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7582245989333968388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/septembers-report-of-one-good-thing.html' title='September&apos;s Report of One Good Thing'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-4650739960827002850</id><published>2009-09-26T08:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:43:02.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going the Wrong Direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For the past couple of weeks I have not been feeling well.  It all started two weekends ago when I was just physically drained.  I had a very busy Saturday and by Sunday I couldn't do a thing.  I just laid around the house.  The following Thursday night as I my head hit the pillow, I could feel a headache above my left eye begin.  Within a few minutes I was congested.  I knew that meant a sinus infection had just begun.  I went to work that Friday, even though I felt miserable.  Then I spent that entire weekend at home getting sicker and sicker.  I stayed home from work Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.  On Monday afternoon, I finally had had enough and went to the doctor.  He tested me for the flu.  Thank goodness I didn't have that!  I did have an ear and sinus infection.  He put me on an antibiotic and also told me to take Mucinex D.  I went back to work on Thursday and Friday feeling a bit better, but still suffering with plugged up ears, congestion, and a cough.  Today I woke up feeling worse than I did yesterday.  I have completed taking all of the medicine, and I think I should be feeling better than I am.  I may need to head back to the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, with all of this going on I haven't felt I had the strength to cook proper meals or to go shopping for healthy foods.  My new healthy lifestyle plan as gone right out the window before I even had a real chance to give it a try.  If I had been well into my new plan, this illness wouldn't have phased me.  I would have kept up with my healthy meals, but since I wasn't strong and in control of the plan yet, I have made very poor eating choices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Another problem I have faced is that when I feel sick, I tend to eat more.  Most people do the opposite, but not me.  Actually, the only time during the day when I feel like I can breath is when I am in the process of eating.  I know that is crazy, but that is the honest truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, last week I didn't even weigh myself.  I didn't want to have a gain make me feel even worse than I already was feeling.  This morning, I did weigh myself.  I just had to know how much damage I have done in the past two weeks.  Well, I have gained 5 pounds!  That's actually less than I thought, but still not good.  I am now less than two pounds away from going over 300 again.  I DO NOT WANT TO REACH 300 POUNDS AGAIN!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My goal for this week is to find the strength, while I am still battling being sick, to at least watch what I am eating and make healthier choices than I have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-4650739960827002850?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4650739960827002850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-wrong-direction.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4650739960827002850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4650739960827002850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-wrong-direction.html' title='Going the Wrong Direction'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-6743704299212312791</id><published>2009-09-13T12:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T13:33:05.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've spent the last week searching for a healthy eating plan that will be just right for me. I've spent hours reading weight loss success stories on other blogs, perusing diet info on various other sites, skimming through diet books in the library, and looking through numerous recipes.  All of these things, along with my history with Weight Watchers, has brought me to this conclusion -- I'm going to have to come up with a plan that works for me by taking the best of all of the other plans that are out there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I told hubby today that even though the plans can be vastly different, there does seem to be some commonalities among them.  I'm going to start with those things that most nutritionists, doctors, dieters, etc. seem to agree with.  I'm going to incorporate those ideas into my new lifestyle and add other things that I may need specifically for me.  Things that will meet my individual health needs of being diabetic, having high blood pressure, and being prone to kidney stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I know this is going to take me quite awhile to develop.  I also told hubby that it will be a full-time job to make a plan and put it into action.  Since, I already have a 'real' full-time job, this new lifestyle plan will have to be worked on in my spare time.  I've decided, though, that I can't afford to wait till it is all finished and in place to use it.  I need to start with the parts that I know will be in the plan now, then incorporate other components as I can.  I may even need to change and tweak things that I start out with as I become more knowledgeable, and as I see what works for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;For now, here is what I know :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to drink at least 8 - 8 oz. glasses of water a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to limit my carbs to 40-45 grams per meal and 15-30 carbs per snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to eat a small meal or snack every 2-3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to take a multivitamin daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to eat at least 5 servings of fruits and vegetables daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to have 2 servings of dairy daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to limit animal protein to low-fat varieties and slowly decrease my daily amount consumed with the goal of eliminating meat all together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to use whole grain products and stay away from processed white flour items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to replace sugar with Splenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to incorporate 2 tsp. of a healthy oil (olive, canola) into my meals daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to be in bed by 11:00 each night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to keep a record of what I eat, whether I post it here or keep it private.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to write about this whole process and the feelings I have along this journey.  New challenge beginning this week is &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://operationfatblaster.ning.com/forum/topics/weight-loss-101-150-lbs"&gt;The Biggest Loser OFB Style&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to participate in challenges to keep me motivated and to make this journey fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to work up to walking for at least 30 minutes a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*I need to weigh-in on Saturday mornings.  I tried doing it on Wednesdays for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/2009/08/shrink-for-good/"&gt;Shrink for Good&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;challenge I am participating in, but that day does not work with my mental motivation to stay on program throughout the week and weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  That really looks like a lot of stuff to work on already.  But, I also know that I don't know everything yet, so some of those items will be developed further over time.  For now, this is a good starting point.  I will think of this list as my goals.  I will not put a time limit on them as there will be no ending point to them.  After all, this is about changing my lifestyle for ever, not just till I reach a certain weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a weight goal, I have in my head that I would like to weigh 150 pounds.  The lightest I have ever been as an adult was 4 1/2 years ago when I weighed 158 pounds for all of a week.  So, I don't know if 150 pounds is a realistic weight for me to maintain, but I think it might be.  And, again, I'm not going to attach a date to when this goal will be reached.  It will take as long as it takes, and then I will have to spend the rest of my life maintaining it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to send a big thank you out to all of you who have been so supportive of me during this past week of unhealthy eating.  Your comments are very much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a thank you goes out to &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://operationfatblaster.ning.com/events/special-ops-mission-week-7"&gt;Operation Fat Blaster&lt;/a&gt; for their challenges.  This last week's challenge to make a plan and set some goals came at a time when I needed it the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-6743704299212312791?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6743704299212312791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-plan.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6743704299212312791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6743704299212312791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-plan.html' title='My New Plan'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-8049788442382872360</id><published>2009-09-09T22:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:20:08.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrink For Good Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just a quick update on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/2009/08/shrink-for-good/"&gt;Shrink for Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/2009/08/shrink-for-good/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;challenge over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/"&gt;The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jean's site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;.  This past week was not a good one for me.  I've been struggling big time since Friday evening.  Consequently, my weigh-in this morning showed a gain of 4.2 pounds.  That's right - over 4 pounds!  Pretty disgusting, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not going to take any food out of my basket because of the gain.  After all, the food is going for a good cause.  I will hopefully get back on track soon.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-8049788442382872360?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8049788442382872360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/shrink-for-good-week-2.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/8049788442382872360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/8049788442382872360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/shrink-for-good-week-2.html' title='Shrink For Good Week 2'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-1149559239530369749</id><published>2009-09-08T22:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:15:55.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Carb Overload!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;At this very moment I am feeling quite ill.  It is almost too hard to put into words.  I feel like the sugar in my body is just racing around inside me and pulsing through my veins.  I never used to feel this way when I ate too much, but the last couple of times I have gone overboard I have had this same exact feeling.  It lasts for hours and about drives me insane.  I think my body is trying to tell me that enough is enough with all of these unhealthy food choices.  I am diabetic, and I need to start taking care of myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-1149559239530369749?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1149559239530369749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-carb-overload.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/1149559239530369749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/1149559239530369749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-carb-overload.html' title='On Carb Overload!'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-5992434989340038614</id><published>2009-09-07T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:56:31.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and Round We Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Do you ever find yourself going along with a pretty good day, then 'BAM' life just hits you in the face? That's what I feel like happened today.  After having a pretty out-of-control eating weekend, I started out this morning with a positive attitude and determination to get back on track.  It lasted about seven hours, then 'BAM'.  Out of nowhere I got this sinking depressed feeling, and I knew without a doubt I was going to spend the rest of the day eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the better part of the afternoon and early evening hours thinking and soul searching.  I needed to find the reason I did this to myself yet again.  What I came up with was one word - loneliness.  Really loneliness due to the distance I am from my family.  This has been a problem my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up moving every two to three years as my dad was in the Air Force.  I thought it was a great childhood as I got to literally travel the world.  But, the one thing we were lacking was time spent with our extended family.  We would see them about every three years for about a week or two.  Not really enough time to really get close to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I graduated from high school I traveled from Germany, where my dad was stationed at the time, to Utah to go to college.  I loved it in Utah and stayed there for  most of my adult life.  That is where I met my first husband and raised my three children.  But, again, the thing I didn't have in Utah was extended family.  My parents ended up retiring in Texas.  My sister followed them there a few years later.  My brother did end up in Utah, but I never got the chance to see him and his family too very often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am in Idaho with my second husband and we are away from all family.  He was born and raised in Texas and we lived there for about 18 months after we were first married, but I didn't like being so far away from my children.  So, when the opportunity for a job came up in Idaho we jumped.  Idaho is right next to Utah after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream has always been to be close enough to family and relatives to be able to do things with them, especially on holidays.  Today is Labor Day.  Not a big deal really when it comes to holidays, but I still got that feeling of loneliness as I realized that here was another holiday where I was doing nothing special and had no one to really share it with.  Hubby even spent the whole day at work leaving me home alone with my pup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to come to terms with the fact that my dream for holidays is never going to come to pass.  Sure there will be the occasional Christmas or Thanksgiving when we will be around family, but it will never be a constant in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We travel down to Utah frequently, but no one hardly ever comes up here to visit us.  In the two and a half years we have lived here, my son has been to my home once, my daughters twice.  My dad has visited twice, my mom once.  Hubby's mom and sister have been here once, too.  That's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me very sad, and when I am sad I turn to food.  And, when I turn to food I get upset with myself.  It is just like the David Archuleta song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Me Go&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't you see these highs and lows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take us down and slowly take their toll &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Misguided I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where we're headed tell me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause, round, round and round we go!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when it stops you say you don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But each time I try to stop this ride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You say it's not time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-5992434989340038614?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5992434989340038614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/round-and-round-we-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/5992434989340038614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/5992434989340038614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/round-and-round-we-go.html' title='Round and Round We Go'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-2138981674779675017</id><published>2009-09-06T17:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:08:24.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's Blast from the Past - 4th Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This post was originally written on May 17, 2009.  It was my 47th week on Weight Watcher's and explains some of the struggles I was having.  Unfortunately, those struggles continued throughout the summer.   I thought this was a good post for me to revisit as this Labor Day weekend has found me throwing my program right out the window again, and I will find myself tomorrow morning looking at another Monday trying to get refocused.  The original title was "Weekly Weigh-In Week 47".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" id="msgcns!CB26DFD5B07BACE5!1371" class="bvMsg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It has been an awfully long time since I have written.  I have now completed my 47th week on Weight Watchers.  I am down 87 pounds!!!  I should be thrilled, but I have been struggling since the last week of March.  My weight has been up and down since then.  I don't know why I am doing this to my body.  I was down 97 pounds and staring a 100 pound loss in the face, when my resolve began to faulter.  It is like I sabotaged myself.  I have done this before.  Over four years ago when I was with-in eight pounds of reaching my Weight Watcher goal, I started overeating and yo-yoing up and down.  I never did reach my goal then, and here I am having to lose all of that weight plus more again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was at my Weight Watcher meeting yesterday feeling pretty disgusted with myself, but ready to get back on program.  I had made a menu and a grocery list and went to do my shopping after the meeting ended.  By the time I had gotten through Wal-mart  I had put a package of a dozen cupcakes from the bakery into my cart.  I was barely home and in my front door before I had gobbled down a cupcake.  So much for being back on program.  I ate horribly for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This morning I was bound and determined to get back on program.  I ate a healthy breakfast and headed off to church.  When I got home just after the noon hour, I was starved.  Instead of making and eating a healthy lunch, I devoured two more of those cupcakes.  Then I ate poorly the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now it is nearly 10:30 in the evening and I am waiting for some No-Bake Chocolate/Peanut-butter Oat Cookies to cool, so I can eat a couple before going to bed.  My husband had talked about these cookies with his mom on the phone earlier today.  His mom was telling him how his neice had made a volcano for a school project and it had turned out looking more like these cookies than a volcano.  I made the mistake of mentioning to him that I had a recipe for those cookies.  He got a gleam in his eye and his mouth began to salivate.  He asked if I could make those cookies tonight.  So, being the dutiful wife, I made the cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I am wondering how am I ever going to get back on the program tomorrow, Monday.  BUT, I just have to find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="msgcns!CB26DFD5B07BACE5!1372" class="bvMsg"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-Bake Chocolate/Peanut-butter Oat Cookies &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1/4 cup unsweetened cocoa&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1/4 cup milk&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1/4 cup butter or margarine&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1/4 cup peanut-butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;1 3/4 cups Old Fashioned oats&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;In a medium saucepan mix sugar and cocoa.  Add milk and butter.  Put over medium heat and bring to a boil stirring frequently.  Boil for 1 minute.  Remove from heat.  Stir in peanutbutter and oats.  Drop by rounded spoonfuls onto a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper or foil.  Let stand until firm and cool.  I actually like to put mine in the fridge.  Store in an airtight container.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Serving Size 1 cookie; too many WW points to even think about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-2138981674779675017?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2138981674779675017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/sundays-blast-from-past-4th-edition.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/2138981674779675017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/2138981674779675017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/sundays-blast-from-past-4th-edition.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Blast from the Past - 4th Edition'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-4504720517383279543</id><published>2009-09-02T18:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:31:07.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrink For Good Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;This past weekend I joined the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/2009/08/shrink-for-good/"&gt;Shrink for Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;challenge over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://shrinkingjeans.net/"&gt;The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jean's site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;.  The idea is to donate a pound of food for every pound you lose between now and October 17th, to your local food bank.  I think this is such a fun and worthwhile activity to do to support my community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Last year when I was still attending Weight Watcher's they had a similar campaign that I participated in.  At that time I decided to donate enough food to equal the amount of total weight I had lost thus far instead of just the weight I had lost during the campaign's six week run.  It felt GREAT donating almost fifty pounds of food!  I went to Sam's Club and bought cases of canned goods and then carried them into my Weight Watcher's meeting.  People just looked at me as I kept going back out to my car to get more food.  I loved that day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyway, Shrink for Good wants us all to weigh in on Wednesdays, which is today.  So, this morning before work I hopped on the scale.  I didn't really know what to expect since I was really in middle of my week, and I had just weighed on Saturday.  I was pleasantly surprised to see a 1.6 pound loss!  That equals 25.6 ounces of food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I went into my food pantry and picked out a can of refried beans and a box of corn muffin mix to put in my basket for the food bank.  The can of beans was 16 ounces and the corn mix is 8.5 ounces for a total of 24.5 ounces of food.  I will make up the 1.1 ounce difference next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Sp8M5C_lVfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TI6we6YtsyE/s1600-h/100_2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Sp8M5C_lVfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TI6we6YtsyE/s320/100_2049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377030654299297266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't wait to see this basket fill up with food.  Not only will it be a reminder of the small contribution I am making to those less fortunate than me, but it will also represent all of the weight that is coming off of my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-4504720517383279543?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4504720517383279543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/shrink-for-good-week-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4504720517383279543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4504720517383279543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/shrink-for-good-week-1.html' title='Shrink For Good Week 1'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Sp8M5C_lVfI/AAAAAAAAAGc/TI6we6YtsyE/s72-c/100_2049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-4160379695658940173</id><published>2009-08-31T20:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:06:00.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>August's Report of One Good Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My goal is to do one good thing each day towards becoming a healthier, happier me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-12-09&lt;/span&gt; I went to lunch with some co-workers. I actually only ate half my sandwich and fries! I brought the sandwich home and had it with a salad for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-13-09&lt;/span&gt; Stopped by the local library today to pick-up what I hope to be an inspirational book, Confessions of a Carb Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-14-09 &lt;/span&gt;Spent quite a bit of time today reading Confessions of a Carb Queen.  I'm already half way through it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-15-09&lt;/span&gt; Connected with a friend via Facebook who wants to be my internet weight loss buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-16-09&lt;/span&gt; Joined&lt;a href="http://operationfatblaster.ning.com/"&gt; Operation Fat Blaster&lt;/a&gt;, a community of people working on their weight loss and exercise goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-17-09&lt;/span&gt; Had a delicious bowl of steel cut oats for breakfast. I've only been eating them for a couple of weeks now, but I really love them. They have such a great texture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-18-09&lt;/span&gt; I made a menu, then a grocery list before I headed out to Wal-mart this morning. I stuck to the list and didn't buy any tempting extras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8-19-09&lt;/span&gt; Tried out a new Weight Watcher's recipe for chicken stir-fry this evening for dinner. It was easy to make and oh so delicious! It's a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-20-09 &lt;/span&gt;Made another new Weight Watcher's recipe. Tonight it was Shrimp &amp;amp; Black Bean Soft Tacos. I made a few changes to the recipe, but it was another success! YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-21-09&lt;/span&gt; Went to the eye doctor today. First time in almost 3 years. Should do it yearly since I am diabetic. Good news! My eyes are doing fine. Need to start wearing reading glasses due to a crazy little thing called age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-22-09&lt;/span&gt; Spent the day with my hubby and my oldest daughter. Don't get to see my daughter that often as she is a senior in college. Got to see her new apartment and take her out to an early birthday lunch. She will be 22 next Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-23-09&lt;/span&gt; Had a wonderfully long Sunday nap. I really needed it too. Felt GREAT when I woke up. Best nap I've had in forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-24-09&lt;/span&gt; Had quite a busy productive day around the house and running errands. It feels good to be busy once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-25-09&lt;/span&gt; Weighed my banana and cereal before having breakfast this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-26-09&lt;/span&gt; Today was my first day back to work after my long summer vacation. First think I was tempted with was a huge chocolate cake at lunch. I passed on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-27-09 &lt;/span&gt;Went to lunch with some co-worker friends this afternoon. We went to one of my favorite restaurants, Cafe Rio. I had their huge salad with grilled chicken. I had them omit the rice &amp;amp; I didn't eat the cheesy tortilla shell the salad came in. Also, had the dressing on the side &amp;amp; used less than half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-28-09&lt;/span&gt; I made a delicious homemade whole wheat pizza tonight for dinner. By the time it was ready to be served it was around 8:00, and I was starving! I wanted to eat half of it like I normally would, but I figured out the carbs and only ate two slices. I ended up being perfectly satisfied and full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-29-09&lt;/span&gt; It was hard walking up and down the grocery store aisles today. All the bad foods kept catching my eye, and I was starting to get hungry. BUT, I didn't succumb to the temptation. I came home and ate a delicious, fresh peach. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-30-09&lt;/span&gt; Hubby and I attended our church services today. There were some really good heartfelt messages presented. It is so important to not only feed my physical body with good healthy food, but I also need to feed my soul with positive spiritual experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*8-31-09&lt;/span&gt; I had to pass by brownies, chocolate chip cookies, German chocolate cake, and candy bars at work today, but I did it! Oh, the joys of working at a school that loves to have goodies around almost constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-4160379695658940173?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4160379695658940173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/augusts-report-of-one-good-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4160379695658940173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4160379695658940173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/augusts-report-of-one-good-thing.html' title='August&apos;s Report of One Good Thing'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-8577503678640110008</id><published>2009-08-30T15:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:35:37.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's Blast from the Past - 3rd Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I chose to share this post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;that was written back in June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;, because it tells about some of my history with weight loss, both the ups and downs.  It also gives some perspective to where I am finding myself again today.   The original title was, "So Why Weight Watchers?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;     So why did I choose to go on the Weight Watcher's program?  Well, it is because Weight Watcher's is ingrained in my head.  I have joined Weight Watchers so many times I have lost count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     So, you may wonder why I would go back to a program which doesn't seem to work for me?  The truth is the program does work for me.  It works very well for me and is quite simple for me to follow.  My problems in the past did not have to do with the program.  My problems had arisen when I would go off of the program.  It is a fact in my life, when I go off of a healthy, nutritious eating plan I gain weight.  I usually gain back all of the weight I lost.  Therefore, the issue for me to be successful is not so much in the losing of the weight, but in keeping the weight off once I have lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     In August of 2003, after going through a horrible divorce, I woke up one Saturday morning, got dressed, and drove a mile down the road to a Weight Watcher's meeting.  I hadn't thought a lot about joining.  I just went and did it.  I pretty much figured it would be like all of the other times I had joined and I would last a week, maybe two, or possibly even a month or more.  I had no idea at the time this would be the beginning of my success story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     I followed the Weight Watcher's Points Program to the letter of the law.  I didn't allow myself to cheat, not even once.  When the holidays started to roll around in October, November, and December, I stayed on program by eating healthy alternatives to the normally high fat, high calorie holiday treats.  I didn't feel deprived at all.  I was quite proud of being able to actually lose weight during that time of year when most people are putting on a few pounds.  By January of 2004, I had lost fifty pounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     One important thing I was doing differently this time which I hadn't done in past attempts to lose weight was the exercising component of the program.  This time, I was a member of the woman's gym, Curves.  I was working out faithfully 3 times a week, and I was learning to love exercise for the first time in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     My health was not very good when I started Weight Watcher's and Curves in August of 2003.  I was taking medication for high blood pressure and diabetes.  I really felt horrible all of the time, and I could feel my body slowly shutting down.  It was hard for me to walk up a flight of stairs.  My back was constantly hurting.  I didn't sleep well.  All of these ailments became a distant memory by the spring of 2004.  I no longer took any medication.  I could almost jog up a flight of stairs.  My back no longer hurt, and I was sleeping more soundly.  I basically was feeling GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     As time went on, I continued on my program.  By June of 2004, I had lost 100 pounds!  By August, my anniversary for joining Weight Watcher's, I was down 120 pounds!  I had been in two 5K's, and had started hiking in the mountains several times a week.  I was the happiest I had been in my entire life.  I was even becoming somewhat of a celebrity around town.  People from Weight Watcher's, Curves, my church, or the school where I taught were constantly complimenting me on my success.  Surprisingly, people I had never met would even come up to me and ask if I was the person they saw walking/jogging down the street.  They would always have something nice to say to me.  I also had a lot of people asking me for advice on how to lose weight.  They wanted to know what my secret was.  Most people assumed I had surgery and were somewhat disbelieving when I told them I hadn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     In January 2005, I was down 150 pounds!  A friend of mine from work, asked if I would speak about my weight loss to a group of women at her church.  I hate speaking in front of adults, but I said I would.  I got a bit nervous, but I had a lot of fun telling the ladies about my weight loss story.  I really wanted to share my success by helping others to have a healthy lifestyle.  I even contemplated changing careers and becoming a dietitian.  My dream was to one day be a Weight Watcher's leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     Then, in February of 2005, I hit my first stumbling block.  I was only 8 pounds away from goal, and I had my first slip.  I was away for a couple of days at a convention for work when I decided to eat a few things I shouldn't have.  I thought I would be fine and when I got home I would get right back on program.  Unfortunately, that was not the case.  The couple of days of eating badly turned into a week off of program and a twelve pound gain!  I was horrified!  How could I have stumbled so close to achieving my goal weight.  My Weight Watcher's leader told me she wasn't surprised.  She has seen it happen before.  For some reason, being that close to goal was a scary thing for me.  In my whole life I had never weighed a normal weight.  I had always been overweight.  Now that I was normal, I was sabotaging myself subconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     For the next six months, I struggled with eating correctly.  I would be back on program for a few weeks, and then I would have a bad week off of program.  I would lose a few pounds and then I would gain a few pounds.  It was very frustrating for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;    I no longer went to Curves because I had joined Gold's Gym in December of 2004, at the urging of my doctor.  He told me I had come to a point where Curves was not benefiting me physically.  I needed a more intense workout.  I loved going to Gold's.  I even had a personal trainer I was working with a couple of days a month.  Once I began struggling with my eating, my exercising also became a problem.  Before long, I wasn't exercising like I should, and my hiking had come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;     It was at this time I met my future husband.  I was planning a summer wedding, trying to sell my house, packing my things for the big move, closing out the school year, and searching for a job in a new city all at once.  Saying it was a bit overwhelming is an understatement.  Looking back a year later, I wonder how I survived.  When I am that busy it is very hard to take the time to prepare healthy meals and go to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;     I did work really hard on my diet in July because I had a wedding dress to fit into.  By the middle of July, I was driving with my fiance to my new home thousands of miles away.  We were married a week later.  At the wedding reception, I let down my food guard again and ate some wedding cake.  I continued eating that whole weekend and into the next week.  On our one week anniversary, I could no longer fit into my wedding dress.  That was embarrassing!  For some reason, I was rapidly gaining weight.  I didn't just gain a pound or two.  It was more like 15-20.  I was worried, but figured I would get right back on program and lose the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;     Well, all of the stresses in my life involved with a new marriage, living far away from my three children, finding a new job, moving to a new state, going to a new church, finding new doctors, etc. were more than I could deal with.  I turned to my old friends - M&amp;amp;M's, cookies, cake, ice cream, French bread, pancakes, butter, fried chicken, steak, etc. to help me through the transition from my old life to my new life.  Unfortunately for me, in the process my new body was replaced with my old body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;     Over the past eleven months, I have tried to stop eating.  I joined Weight Watcher's twice, but just couldn't commit to doing the program again.  I tried The South Beach Diet for a day or two.  I watched The Biggest Loser looking for inspiration.  I bought books and magazines to read about the latest dieting sensations.  But, nothing I did put an end to my eating binge until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;     I joined Weight Watcher's Online the end of April, but I didn't commit to the program until last week.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;It is a daunting task ahead of me to lose over 150 pounds again.  I know I can do it because I did it once before.  It may not come off as fast as last time, but it will eventually come off.  And, this time I am going to make it all the way down to my goal weight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-8577503678640110008?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8577503678640110008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundays-blast-from-past-3rd-edition.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/8577503678640110008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/8577503678640110008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundays-blast-from-past-3rd-edition.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Blast from the Past - 3rd Edition'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-9021625284566493289</id><published>2009-08-29T22:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:01:34.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big, Bad, Jealous Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have to be honest about my feelings today, even though it will make me look like the big, bad, green jealous monster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my weigh-in day.  I actually had been looking forward to it this week as I just knew I was going to have a good loss.  There were days when I thought I could feel the weight flying off my body, and then there were all the middle of the night trips to the bathroom.  Surely, the pounds were evaporating into thin air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early this morning, I stepped onto the scale.  What did I see?  No, that couldn't be correct. Just a one pound loss.  Well, a loss is a loss I told myself.  Look at the big picture.  You are finally going in the right direction again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't really hear any of the positive self-talk I was trying to give myself because before I had weighed, my hubby had come upstairs to tell me how happy he was to have lost over three pounds this week without even really trying.  So, instead of being happy with a one pound loss, I was jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come men can lose weight so easily?  It seems as if all my hubby has to do is think about it, and he loses weight.  He really isn't trying other than he eats the meals I place before him at dinner time.  This week alone, he enjoyed a bag of Hershey's nuggets, lunch at Burger King, and miscellaneous other bad food choices.  He loves to eat and he doesn't want to stop.  It just isn't fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could quickly tell that my motivation was heading down a slippery slope.  I had to do something or I would be spending the rest of the weekend drowning my feelings in cookie dough and cake.  I decided to go ahead and eat my planned healthy breakfast and continue on with the other activities I had going on.  Then, an interesting thing happened.  Suddenly, I had to use the bathroom and a thought came to me, "Just for fun weigh yourself again."  So, I went back down to the basement and weighed for a second time.  Oh, my gosh!  This time the scale showed a two pound loss!  I know it is silly, but that extra pound loss made all the difference in the world to me.  Two pounds a week is what I usually average, so I was now happy.  I went on with my day as planned and stayed on program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my hubby.  He doesn't know about any of this.  He never did ask me today how my weigh-in went.  My guess is he will find out when he reads this post tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-9021625284566493289?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/9021625284566493289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-bad-jealous-monster.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/9021625284566493289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/9021625284566493289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-bad-jealous-monster.html' title='Big, Bad, Jealous Monster'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-4814479230534644992</id><published>2009-08-28T22:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:38:38.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Lovely Blog Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpioOuGZGvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WseN18vRADk/s1600-h/Lovely_Blog_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpioOuGZGvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WseN18vRADk/s200/Lovely_Blog_award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375231126113164018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHERYL%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/CHERYL%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Imagine my shock and surprise when eight days ago, August 20th, I was reading one of my favorite blogs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://thinnerin08.blogspot.com/"&gt;Journey To The Healthier Side of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;, and I noticed my name being mentioned as a  One Lovely Blog Award recipient.  I couldn't believe my eyes!  I'm pretty new at this blogging thing and certainly didn't expect anyone to have taken notice of my site.  So, I want to thank you Pam for putting a smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Now it is my turn to pass on the One Lovely Blog Award to other inspirational bloggers.  I have had over a week to think about it, and it is very hard to choose.  I'm following quite a few people now who are all unique and special in their own way.  Some make me laugh, some make me cry, some I totally relate too, while others give me insight on things I have never considered, but all have motivated me to take better care of myself.  They are all deserving of this award, and tonight I am bestowing it on seven of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;The One Lovely Blog Awards go to: (Drum roll please!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://beckie-lynn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beckie-Lynn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://mtclosetowin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Lose 2 Win ... No More Excuses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://losingmyself2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Losing Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://glutenfreebetsy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Betsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Gluten Free Betsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://pudget1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; Pudget: Losing Weight On a Budget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://hgr8scot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; The Incredible Shrinking Woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://only260lbstogo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; The Final 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-4814479230534644992?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4814479230534644992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-lovely-blog-award.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4814479230534644992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4814479230534644992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-lovely-blog-award.html' title='One Lovely Blog Award'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpioOuGZGvI/AAAAAAAAAGM/WseN18vRADk/s72-c/Lovely_Blog_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-4793068293696177376</id><published>2009-08-27T21:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:07:29.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Recipe Make-Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The challenge this week for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" href="http://operationfatblaster.ning.com/"&gt;Operation Fat Blaster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; was to take a recipe from one of my favorite comfort foods and make it over into a healthier version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I was excited about this challenge because I love to take recipes and tweak them.  The only problem I had was deciding which recipe to do.  I could have taken the easy way out and just posted one I had done in the past, but that would have taken all the fun out of the project.  So, I narrowed it down between two casserole dishes I really enjoy - Chicken Tetrazini and Tuna Casserole.  I laid both recipes out side-by-side on the kitchen table and stared at them.  Then I asked myself, "Which one of these is truly a comfort food for me?"  The answer to that question made my choice very easy.  Chicken Tetrazini is not a dish that I make often.  It is a bit time consuming, so I tend to make it when we have company or for a special occasion.  Tuna casserole, on the other hand, is fast and easy to make, plus it totally satisfies me.  In fact, I usually have trouble stopping at just one serving.  And, isn't that the definition of a comfort food?  A dish that you just have to have and can't get enough of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the changes I made to the original recipe:&lt;br /&gt; *I halved the pasta and changed it to whole wheat.&lt;br /&gt; *I also halved the mozzarella and changed it to 2%.&lt;br /&gt; *I added 2 wedges of Laughing Cow cheese.&lt;br /&gt; *I halved the mayo and changed it to low fat.&lt;br /&gt; *I added mushrooms and celery which weren't in the original recipe.&lt;br /&gt; *I sauteed the veggies in olive oil.&lt;br /&gt; *I switched the cream of chicken soup to 98% fat free cream of celery soup.&lt;br /&gt; *I changed the tuna from 9 oz to 12 oz.&lt;br /&gt; *I omitted the salt and bread crumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Tuna Casserole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12 oz. macaroni, cooked &amp;amp; drained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9 oz. can tuna, drained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1 can cream of chicken soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1/2 cup 2 % milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1/2 cup  real mayonnaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1/3 cup chopped onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 oz. shredded mozzarella cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1 oz. bread crumbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix soup, milk, mayo, onions, tuna, and cheese together in a large bowl.  Stir in macaroni.  Pour in to a casserole dish sprayed with Pam.  Sprinkle bread crumbs on top.  Bake in a preheated oven at 425 degrees for 20 minutes or until bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 6 servings.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Spc8tEqoNXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-vkTLRxUBZg/s1600-h/100_2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Spc8tEqoNXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-vkTLRxUBZg/s320/100_2047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374831425334293874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tuna Casserole Redone&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6 oz. Ronzoni Healthy Harvest Penne Rigate, cooked &amp;amp; drained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  98% Campbell's Fat Free Cream of Celery soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 wedges Laughing Cow Light Original Swiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1/4 cup Best Foods Low Fat Mayonnaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1/2 cup fat free milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 oz. sliced fresh mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4 oz. chopped celery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 oz.  chopped onion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1 TBS olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2 -  6 oz. cans light tuna, drained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1 cup 2% shredded mozzarella &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt; fresh ground pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saute veggies in olive oil till crisp tender.  In a large bowl mix soup, mayo, milk, and tuna.  Add cheeses, veggies, then pasta; stir.  Add fresh ground pepper to taste.  Pour into a casserole dish sprayed with Pam.  Bake in a preheated oven at 425 degrees for 20 minutes or until bubbly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 6 - 1 cup servings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Spc9BHmKrjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ay4LKN_JyEI/s1600-h/100_2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Spc9BHmKrjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ay4LKN_JyEI/s320/100_2048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374831769718271538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Nutritional Values:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  Original&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;   Calories: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                   566/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;265&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;   Total Fat:                   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;28 g/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;   Cholesterol:                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;57 mg/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33 mg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;   Sodium:                                                                                                                                                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;836 mg/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;749 mg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;   Carbohydrates:                                                                                                                        &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;54 g/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31 g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;        Fiber: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                       3 g/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;        Sugars:                         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 g/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;             4 g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;   Protein:                                                                                                                                                              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;29 g/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The verdict is in.  Tuna Casserole Redone is a keeper!  Dare I say that I even liked the taste of it better than the original.  Hubby even said that it was good, and he isn't a fan of pasta dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-4793068293696177376?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4793068293696177376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/recipe-make-over.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4793068293696177376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/4793068293696177376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/recipe-make-over.html' title='A Recipe Make-Over'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Spc8tEqoNXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-vkTLRxUBZg/s72-c/100_2047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-7477585446573012840</id><published>2009-08-25T10:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:19:51.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Healthy Kitchen Must Have . . . a Digital Food Scale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have been receiving hungry-girl.com newsletters via email for several weeks now.  In one of the first newsletters I read, was a list of five items you must have in your kitchen.  One of the items on the list was a digital food scale.  Hungry-girl had a link to the one she uses in her kitchen, but it was $99 (a bit too pricey for me), so I began an online search for a cheaper model.  I was able to find several brands and models to choose from from many different stores.  I ended up going with a Salter for $39.99 (plus I used my coupon of 20% off) at Bed, Bath &amp;amp; Beyond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpQbxQr81eI/AAAAAAAAAFc/i4Bz6mD4g_0/s1600-h/100_2045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpQbxQr81eI/AAAAAAAAAFc/i4Bz6mD4g_0/s320/100_2045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373950788466693602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I absolutely love my digital scale.  It does all of the things I wanted it to.  It has measurements in grams and ounces.  It can weigh items up to 11 lbs/5 kg.  It has a zero reset button so that if you are placing a number of different items into a bowl to be combined, you don't have to weigh each item separately.  You weigh the first item, hit the zero button, and add the next item and it will give you the weight just for the latest item added.  It is small enough to just sit out on my kitchen counter for easy access.  And, it is stainless steel in color which matches my other appliances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpQcJs5ctAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PGTCoB1ewJA/s1600-h/100_2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpQcJs5ctAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PGTCoB1ewJA/s320/100_2046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373951208356361218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Before buying this new scale, I had been using my old Weight Watcher's scale that I had bought ions ago.  This scale was your typical spring loaded one that you had to manually adjust to zero every time you weighed anything.  It just had a little line next to the measurement strip that moved up and down and  was kind of hard to read.  Every time I used it, I was worried my food wasn't being accurately weighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;An interesting thing I have discovered about my new scale is that my measuring cups aren't exact.  In fact they are slightly too big.  Now, whenever I can, I use my scale to do the measurement for me.  My serving sizes have become a tad bit smaller using this scale, but that's okay.  I would rather be accurate and eat a tiny bit less, than think I am eating right when in actuality I am eating more than I should.  All of those tiny over measurements add up and could eventually show up on me when I weigh myself.  And, I DON'T want that to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-7477585446573012840?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7477585446573012840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/healthy-kitchen-must-have-digital-food.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7477585446573012840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7477585446573012840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/healthy-kitchen-must-have-digital-food.html' title='A Healthy Kitchen Must Have . . . a Digital Food Scale'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SpQbxQr81eI/AAAAAAAAAFc/i4Bz6mD4g_0/s72-c/100_2045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-6925081859197468928</id><published>2009-08-24T20:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:49:44.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Maybe I Finally Learned Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I am happy to report that after my major slip-up on Saturday, I have been back on my program for two straight days.  I'm feeling that maybe after all of these years of up and down dieting I may have finally learned that one bump in the road doesn't need to equate to days, weeks, or months of being  off course.  I can turn myself around and be right back on track the very next day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;This is a pretty big milestone for me, and I'm thrilled to have gotten to this place in my journey to better health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-6925081859197468928?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6925081859197468928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-maybe-i-finally-learned-something.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6925081859197468928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6925081859197468928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-maybe-i-finally-learned-something.html' title='Just Maybe I Finally Learned Something'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-6252636363615043082</id><published>2009-08-23T17:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:09:20.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's Blast from the Past - 2nd Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;" id="msgcns!CB26DFD5B07BACE5!1230" class="bvMsg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today's post was originally written just over a year ago, June 24, 2008.  I thought it would be good for me to review it as it explains why I got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Back in the Saddle Again"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, I have done it again.  I have joined Weight Watchers for the umpteenth time!  The plan was to get into a healthier lifestyle once my summer break began and I didn't have the stresses of the job weighing me down.  It took me a month off with nothing to do, but I finally got on track.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few weeks ago, hubby and I decided to try the South Beach Diet.  We even joined Sam's Club to stock up on nuts, veggies, sugar-free Jell-O, and meats.  The diet lasted two days!  The thought of eating so much meat with no fruits or good carbs was too much for me to handle for even the short two week induction phase.  So, another week and then two passed by with our poor eating habits reigning supreme in our household.  Do you know how good Papa Murphy's chocolate chip cookie dough is?  I do!  I was making hubby go down to Papa Murphy's every few days to pick me up some more of their cookie dough.  He was pretty embarrassed buying only cookie dough in a pizza place, but he did it for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As we ate and ate, I began feeling more and more tired and frustrated.  I could barely walk up and down the stairs in my house without feeling totally fatiqued and out of breath.  I was at the point where I knew I needed to do something or I was soon going to be in a pretty bad place.  My doctor has been suggesting that I seriously consider Lap Band surgery as a vehicle to lose the weight.  I was desperate enough that I seriously thought about it.  However, when I inquired with my insurance company about coverage, my decision was made.  They would only cover $5,000 of the $22,000 it would cost to have the surgery.  Well, I simply couldn't afford it.  I think now that is a blessing in disguise as I really didn't want to have surgery.  I had lost all this weight before, so I knew it could be done without medical intervention.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That brought me to last Friday when I found myself at the door of the local Weight Watchers.  I signed up and paid for ten weeks in advance.  I was weighed in (MY HIGHEST WEIGHT EVER!  UGH!!!).  I attended the meeting and then went home to prepare for this big undertaking.  I got out several of my old Weight Watcher recipe books and I made a menu for the upcoming week.  I made a grocery list.  Hubby and I went to Sam's Club and Wal-Mart to buy the healthy foods needed to make my menu items.  Then on Saturday morning, both hubby and I began the program.  It is now day four and so far, so good.  I am already feeling better and have more energy.  I also have had zero cravings for which I am grateful.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-6252636363615043082?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6252636363615043082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundays-blast-from-past-2nd-edition.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6252636363615043082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6252636363615043082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundays-blast-from-past-2nd-edition.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Blast from the Past - 2nd Edition'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-5986977297501138700</id><published>2009-08-22T23:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:27:17.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh In &amp; Mindless Eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Even though I just got back to healthy eating on Tuesday, I decided to weigh myself this morning as I prefer to have Saturday as my weigh in day.  That is the day that I usually attended Weight Watcher's, and I find it to be a good day to weigh in.  It keeps me mindful of what I am eating on Friday nights, and provides the motivation to keep me strong through the rest of the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now, for this week's results.  Drum roll, please! I am down 6.2 pounds this week! I was so excited when I saw the numbers on the scale.  Now I am back on the road to health and wellness.  OR so I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;FAST FORWARD 5 HOURS ---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm sitting in Chili's with my hubby and my oldest daughter. We went to take some things down to her that she needed for school this semester, and we wanted to celebrate her 22nd birthday which is next Thursday.  So, I'm pretty happy she picked Chili's as I know I can eat pretty healthy there.  I usually get their salmon and veggies.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, first off my daughter wants an appetizer.  Then hubby wants the bottomless chips and salsa.  I decide to order the chicken fajitas because I can eat the meat and veggies and maybe only one tortilla.  I keep telling myself that I will stay out of the appetizers and chips.  Then the waiter places all that fattening food on our table and my daughter and hubby dig in.  I just sit and watch them while I keep sipping my water.  I was strong for about 10 minutes or so.  Then I couldn't stand it any longer.  I just had to try the appetizers.  Before I knew it, I had eaten 1 southwest eggroll dipped in dressing &amp;amp; half of the spinach artichoke dip with chips.  So, I figure that when my fajitas come I would just eat them without any tortillas, which I did do.  The immediate result of this transgression was a horrible stomach ache.  I couldn't believe how quickly I felt sick.  We hadn't even left the restaurant yet.  I ended up feeling sick for a couple of hours, which was good because I didn't want to eat another thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Later, when I felt better, I fell back into my old way of thinking.  If I have blown it at one meal, then the whole day is shot.  So, I spent the rest of the evening eating.  I'm too disgusted to even list all that I ate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thank goodness tomorrow is another day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-5986977297501138700?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5986977297501138700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/weigh-in-mindless-eating.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/5986977297501138700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/5986977297501138700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/weigh-in-mindless-eating.html' title='Weigh In &amp; Mindless Eating'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-427809401409372205</id><published>2009-08-21T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T17:50:40.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision Board Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;As I mentioned yesterday, I accepted a challenge from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" href="http://operationfatblaster.ning.com/"&gt;Operation Fat Blaster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; to create  a vision board.  The steps to complete this mission were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;1. Write an acrostic poem using your name and qualities you aspire to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;2. Find pictures that represent those qualities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;3. Place your poem and pictures on a board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;4. Leave a prominent spot for a 4x6" picture. More info will be coming later on the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;5. Display your board somewhere in your home and take a picture of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I am happy to report that I have completed the challenge for the most part.  The poem was completed yesterday (see my previous post), pictures were added to the poem and printed out this afternoon, a paper frame was made for the future picture of me, and pictures were taken.  There was one snag I ran into, however.  Instead of using a posterboard for my project, I decided to use a corkboard.  I bought one that had a maple colored frame at Wal-mart.  I wanted a white frame, but figured it would be no problem to paint it white.  Unfortunately, I have spent the afternoon painting coat after coat on the board's frame and it still needs one more coat.  So, everything is ready except the board.  Tonight is the deadline, so I wanted to at least post what I had done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;My Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/So8xR_Q9xfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1Ixf5KRpu0Y/s1600-h/100_2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/So8xR_Q9xfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1Ixf5KRpu0Y/s320/100_2035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372567065586419186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Poem and frame positioned on fabric background that will be mounted to the board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/So8xvpe1H7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/NQWRO0t64iE/s1600-h/100_2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/So8xvpe1H7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/NQWRO0t64iE/s320/100_2034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372567575135068082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Corkboard with almost finished white frame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/So8yIH7q8WI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IcwjiO_snio/s1600-h/100_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/So8yIH7q8WI/AAAAAAAAAFU/IcwjiO_snio/s320/100_2036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372567995625959778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I actually loved doing this challenge.  Not only did it allow me time to reflect on some qualities I want to develop in my life, but it gave me the chance to do something crafty and creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I am going to hang my board in my newly remodeled craft room where I will be able to see it every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-427809401409372205?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/427809401409372205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/vision-board-challenge.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/427809401409372205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/427809401409372205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/vision-board-challenge.html' title='Vision Board Challenge'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/So8xR_Q9xfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/1Ixf5KRpu0Y/s72-c/100_2035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-7832703360108438810</id><published>2009-08-20T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:54:15.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Comes at the Strangest Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;This week I accepted the challenge at Operation Fat Blaster to create a vision board.  As part of this board I was asked to write an acrostic name poem.  I was to use inspirational words that start with each letter in my name in hopes that I would start to believe them to be part of who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about my poem on and off all week.  To be honest, I was kind of dreading writing it as I don't think I am very creative when it comes to written prose.  The rest of my vision board I have been excited about as I love doing crafty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out, the poem was easy.  I guess I should be thankful I was awakened sooner than I wanted to be this morning because it was while I was in the bathroom that my poem suddenly just came to me.  Oh, what all that healthy eating and water drinking does!  At least last night I slept through the night.  It was a different story the night before.  I was up almost every hour doing the 'potty dance.'  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;herished &amp;amp; charitable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;appy, healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;nergized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;espectfully recognized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;oung-at-heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;uscious lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-7832703360108438810?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7832703360108438810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/inspiration-comes-at-strangest-times.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7832703360108438810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7832703360108438810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/inspiration-comes-at-strangest-times.html' title='Inspiration Comes at the Strangest Times'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-6161366341558201310</id><published>2009-08-19T21:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:00:27.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Tastes Best When . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Food always seems to taste best to me when . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I'm eating healthy and taking care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *it is made from scratch at home in my little kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I concentrate on what I am eating instead of mindlessly eating everything in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I have planned my meals in advance and I'm looking forward to each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I slow down and enjoy every bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I sit at the dining room table to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *the correct portion has been placed on my plate and all left-overs have been portioned out into individual plastic containers for the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I have used the freshest, non-processed ingredients I can to make the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I'm not full or hungry but have eaten enough to be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *I'm eating with family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-6161366341558201310?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6161366341558201310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-tastes-best-when.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6161366341558201310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/6161366341558201310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-tastes-best-when.html' title='Food Tastes Best When . . .'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-3429699524620349490</id><published>2009-08-18T22:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:07:36.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Well, I finally made it through an entire day this summer making good, healthy eating choices!  Hooray for me!  I feel like I am now on my way.  I always think in my mind, "If I can just get through this first day, then I will be fine."  I'm through that first day now!  Next step . . . making it through the first week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I started out my day with a weigh-in. I hated having to face the scale, but if I am going to be successful and beat this beast once-and-for-all, then I have to be honest with myself about my weight and the damage all of my excessive eating over the past several months has done.  I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't weigh quite as much as I had thought I would.  I was sure I would have gone over 300 pounds again, but I didn't.  I was close, but I'm still in the 200's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I also made sure that I got to the grocery store today so that my kitchen would be stocked with healthy food options.  I actually enjoyed shopping for the first time in quite awhile.  There is something to be said for knowing you are doing what you should be.  It just makes you feel happy!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-3429699524620349490?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3429699524620349490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/3429699524620349490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/3429699524620349490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-7221792802586320253</id><published>2009-08-17T23:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:05:40.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Carb Queen Compared to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Over the past several days I have been reading the book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Confessions of a Carb Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;, by Susan Blech.  This is the memoir of Susan's battle to lose more than 250 pounds.  I think the one paragraph that spoke the loudest to me and reminded me of a very basic, but simple truth is the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's not an option not to go to work for me.  I wasn't born rich.  I always kid my father that he "forgot" to give my siblings or me a trust fund.  I had the good fortune to be born into a family that valued education and hard work.  I was born healthy and strong.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's my "job" to keep that pact with myself and with my Creator to work at getting myself healthy again&lt;/span&gt; -- and at keeping myself that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;While I was reading Susan's book, I also couldn't help but make a few comparisons to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Comparison #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- The first food memory Susan writes about is when she is eight years and old she is making butter-sugar sandwiches with her friend.  Like Susan, when I was a young girl, I also enjoyed these very same delicious sandwiches.  In fact, I broke down just yesterday and had to make and eat a couple.  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As a child I took the butter-sugar sandwiches a step further.  I would sneak into the kitchen when my mom was busy with other things, and I would pull out the butter and white sugar.  I would then take a mini Dixie cup and mix the two ingredients together with a spoon.  I absolutely loved how butter and sugar tasted together!  As I got older and learned how to make cookies, I would add a bit of flour and vanilla to my butter-suager mixture in an attempt to conjure up some kind of make-shift cookie dough.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My obsession with butter and sugar was a secret to my mom until just a few years ago when I told her about it.  We all laughed about how odd I was to have done such a silly thing as a child.  I probably should have cried, though, as butter-sugar was part of the beginning of my food addiction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Comparison #2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- In the book, Susan describes how she would peer into the windows of restaurants to see if they would have chairs she could fit on.  If she only saw booths or small, unsteady chairs, then she wouldn't eat at that establishment.  Like Susan, I can be quite paranoid about where I eat out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;For years, I have had an actual fear of booths.  I won't go to restaurants unless I know I have a place to sit comfortably.  The odd thing about my fear is that it doesn't seem to go away even when I have lost enough weight to comfortably fit in a booth.  Several years ago when I was a size 12/14, I would hesitate for just a second whenever a waitress/waiter would seat me at a booth.  I would look at that booth with fear and anxiety wondering if I would fit.  Then, when I sat down and discovered that there was an abundance of space between me and the table, I would be elated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Comparison #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; - This one goes along with fitting in booths.  Susan describes having to fly on a plane and the humiliation of having to ask for a seat belt extension.  She also relates the thrill of that first flight when she no longer needed the extension and the seat belt fit around her.  I have had both of these experiences myself.  I don't think there is anything more embarrassing than having to ask a flight attendant for an extension.  Every time I have had to do it, I have felt like the eyes of all of the other passengers are staring at me.  It is such a horrible feeling that I have made excuses for not wanting to go on certain trips, when really the only reason I didn't want to go was that the vacation involved flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At the end of June, my hubby and I took a two week trip in which we decided to fly instead of drive.  I was so excited for our vacation as we were going to be visiting family and we had some fun activities planned as well.  But, I dreaded having to get on a plane and having to ask for an extension.  On the first flight, my husband asked for our two extensions once we were seated in out seats.  The flight attendant kept forgetting to give us the extensions.  He had to repeatedly call her back and remind her.  Finally, she brought one!  Then my husband had to tell her we had needed two and she had only brought one.  Again, she forgot.  How humiliating that was to have to keep requesting the extension.  I just wanted to hide in the overhead bins.  On the rest of the flights, we asked the flight attendant as we were boarding.  Sometimes we got the extensions right then, but other times they said they would bring them to us.  How thrilled were we on the last connecting flight of our trip when we discovered that on this plane we didn't need any extensions!  What a relief!  One flight when I wasn't totally embarrassed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Comparison #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; - Susan says, "When I was almost 500 pounds, why did I feel like I wasn't "that heavy"? Certainly, I didn't think I was obese.  Why?"  Before I had my first successful weigh loss, I too felt like Susan.  I would look in the mirror and I would know that I was big, but I didn't think I looked that bad.  Then a funny think happened to me.  After I lost 165 pounds, I looked in the mirror and thought how incredibly fat I was, when in reality I was a normal size for the first time in my life.  Now, that I gained all of that weight back, I think I am finally pretty realistic about just how large I am.  I don't look in the mirror anymore and think that I'm not that bad.  I know I am morbidly obese right now, and that is why I have to do something about it once and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Comparison #5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; - Susan shares a poem which she says reaffirms that she will be okay as long as she believes in herself.  Here is the poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     frightening between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     where I want to be .  .  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     because of all I may become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     I will close my eyes and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;     leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;                  -Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Four years ago I began to write my first blog.  Included under the title were these words - "Taking the Plunge - Sometimes in life you just have to close your eyes and jump in."  These words are very similar to the poem Susan shared.  These are words that I have been trying to live my life by since my first marriage ended about 7 years ago.  Sometimes I am strong and I jump right in, but other times I struggle and hold myself back for some unknown reason.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Comparison #6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; - Susan says, "We've all made it another week.  Someone says, 'Did you know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; means 'way of life' in Greek?' I didn't.  But I remember it, for later."  For years I have been to tons of Weight Watcher meetings, watched lots of Oprah shows on weight loss, and been to way too many doctor's and nutritionist's appointments where I have heard that you can't just go on a diet, you have to make lifestyle changes.  Because if you go on a diet, then there is a time when you go off of the diet and if you haven't changed your life during that time you were on the diet, then it will all be for not.  So, in other words . . . It really isn't a diet, it's a way of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-7221792802586320253?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7221792802586320253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/confessions-of-carb-queen-my-life.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7221792802586320253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7221792802586320253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/confessions-of-carb-queen-my-life.html' title='Confessions of a Carb Queen Compared to Me'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-275784358086829326</id><published>2009-08-16T18:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:10:57.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday's Blast from the Past - 1st Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I thought it might be fun on Sundays to post something I have previously written. So, here is my first installment of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday's Blast from the Past&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list was originally titled, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;101 Things I've Learned About Myself &amp;amp; Dieting&lt;/span&gt;. I wrote it during the summer of 2006. As you can see, I didn't quite make it to 101 things. I'm sure I could finish the list now that I have three more years of yo-yo dieting under my belt, but I will save those additions for a future post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;90. I don't have to eat inbetween meals, but if I am hungry a healthy snack will satisfy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;89. You usually have to lose quite a bit of weight before anyone will notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;88. Smelling freshly baked French bread is dangerous for me, and I need to leave the grocery store quickly to protect myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;87. Smells can trigger a desire to eat a specific food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;86. An even bigger shock is I can stay away from sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;85. What a shock! Sugar makes me feel sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;84. Sometimes, you can be totally satisfied with just one bite of a really scrumptious dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;83. Be picky about when you are going to indulge in something sweet. Save those times for special occasions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;82. If you take a bite of something and it doesn't taste good to you, don't feel obligated to finish eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;81. Buffets don't have to be a danger zone. Eat small amounts of what you really like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;80. Three must have kitchen gadgets for healthy eating: George Foreman Grill, Electric Vegetable/Rice Steamer, &amp;amp; a Crockpot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;79. You don't have to give up taste to eat nutritiously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;78. I get just as many, if not more, compliments for my Weight Watcher recipes as I do for regular ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;77. You can cook or bake 'diet' food for your guests. If you don' t tell them it is 'diet', they will never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;76. You can enjoy a holiday by making and eating healthy food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;75. We need to stop looking at Hollywood and the fashion world for the ideal body image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;74. I would rather be overweight than be too thin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;73. Just because someone is thin, doesn't mean they are healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;72. People who are thin and have never had a weight problem, have no idea what it is like for the rest of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;71. I love to eat dinner leftovers for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70. When you very first begin to feel full, stop eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;69. When eating out, order one entree to share with your dining companion. You will both still have more than enough to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;68. It is okay to ask the waitress/waiter at a restaurant to substitute part of your meal with a healthier choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;67. When I wait too long to eat and I have reached the point of thinking I am starving, that is when I am tempted to overeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;66. When I am sweating a lot, I know I am burning calories because I am working pretty hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;65. I hate to sweat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;64. I love it when someone compliments me on my weight loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;63. Since weight can fluctuate from day to day, it is best to weigh yourself only once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;62. When dieting, take your measurements monthly so you can see the inches melting away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;61. Trying on old, smaller clothes to see if they fit is one of my most favorite things to do when trying to lose weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6o. I love to talk about dieting, good new food finds, new recipes, and anything else having to do with my weight loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;59. When I am eating well, I often dream about food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;58. Sometimes to avoid eating when I shouldn't be eating, I just go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;57. I think Splenda is the greatest invention of our times. Well, at least in the area of grocery products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;56. I believe soda pop (even diet varieties) hinders weight loss. Soda is the first thing I gave up, and I don't miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;55. I don't believe in cutting any food group out of my diet. A well balanced diet is eating from all of the groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;54. You heard it a hundred times before, but it is true. Use moderation in all things including diet and exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;53. I have yet to find any food which tastes as good as being fit feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;52. The weight loss successes of others inspire me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;51. There is no better feeling when stepping on the scale than to see a lower number than the week before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;50. When I am dieting, my brain is obsessed with thinking about food. What am I going to eat for my next meal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;49. Men lose weight faster than women. That is one of the injustices in this world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;48. It takes a long time for your brain to catch up with your weight loss. You always see the old you in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;47. When you have a lot of weight to lose, break it down into small achievable goals. I like to lose 10% at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;46. Talking to yourself is a good strategy to use when a tempting food comes your way. Just talk yourself out of eating it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;45. Eating a small, good piece of chocolate slowly is so much more enjoyable than downing a bag of M&amp;amp;M's in ten minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;44. I LOVE CHOCOLATE! It is the one thing I refuse to completely give up, but I can control how much of it I eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;43. Suprisingly, bread is my trigger food. If I start eating it, I can't stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;42. Eating the same thing day after day is boring, so mix it up and keep it interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;41. Don't be afraid to try new foods or recipes, because it is the fun part of dieting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;40. I have to live one day at a time when it comes to dieting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;39. A healthy lifestyle is really just about making the right choices. So, I am choosing to choose the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;38. I can eat out anywhere. I just have to make wise choices on what I pick to eat from the menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;37. My confidence grows as my weight decreases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;36. I am very picky about what I eat when I am trying hard to stay on a nutritious program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;35. People really do treat others differently depending on their size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;34. When I am making healthy eating choices, I could care less what other people see me put into my grocery cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;33. When I am not eating well, I feel like everyone is analyzing what I am putting in my grocery cart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;32. I have a fear of booths in restaurants. I will almost always ask for a table unless I'm sure I will fit in the booth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;31. Eating nutritiously and exercising daily go hand in hand. Doing one without the other will only give you half the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30. The more I become involved in eating correctly, my interest in things like the TV wanes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;29. Exercise doesn't have to be done at a gym. Some of my best workouts have been while I am doing things around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;28. I eat when I am happy, sad, stressed, angry, excited, nervous, or pretty much anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;27. I am addicted to food, especially carbohydrates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;26. Learning how to truly take care of myself is a lifelong journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25. The real key to weight loss is portion control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24. Drink water, water, and more water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;23. Eating well takes a lot of time, planning, and preparation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22. When I am not eating right, I don't even think about food. I mindlessly eat all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21. When I am eating right I look forward to eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20. Everything doesn't work for everybody. Find what works for you and DO IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19. Successful weight loss needs to include the support of others - family &amp;amp; friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18. No one else can lose the weight for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17. You aren't what you eat, but what you eat may determine who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16. Weight cannot be cured. It can only be managed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15. Dieting is not really what I am doing. I am really making changes to my lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14. Just trying something does not always equal success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13. Success begins with the decision to do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12. When you first start to feel hungry, drink a glass of water before reaching for a snack. It may be you are thirsty instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. Never say never when it comes to dieting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. It is easier to eat slow when I am eating a healthy meal than it is when I am eating an unhealthy meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. It is better to put any extra food in the waste can than on my waist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. It might be a hard thing to do, but I can leave food on my plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Food always tastes better when I am eating nutritiously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. I keep researching to try to find something simpler than Weight Watcher's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Weight Watcher's is the best plan on the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. I cannot diet halfway. I either follow it to the letter of the law, or I just don't do it at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. It is nearly impossible to keep the weight off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. It is very difficult to lose weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. It is extremely easy to gain weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-275784358086829326?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/275784358086829326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundays-blast-from-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/275784358086829326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/275784358086829326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundays-blast-from-past.html' title='Sunday&apos;s Blast from the Past - 1st Edition'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-7053809427052112800</id><published>2009-08-15T22:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:55:14.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story in Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Sod_DvF6q9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6KW5_ynLRgE/s1600-h/Standing+with+Umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Sod_DvF6q9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6KW5_ynLRgE/s320/Standing+with+Umbrella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370400782820223954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how old I am here, probably about three, but you can already see that I'm a little bit chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoePlJaZ97I/AAAAAAAAAEs/_-DMBlRyB6k/s1600-h/Senior+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoePlJaZ97I/AAAAAAAAAEs/_-DMBlRyB6k/s320/Senior+Picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370418949007210418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed forward about 14 years and here I am graduating from high school.   I was always the fat kid at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeA_ezcxNI/AAAAAAAAADM/lDueFReWjQE/s1600-h/03-03-2005+10%3B37%3B14PM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeA_ezcxNI/AAAAAAAAADM/lDueFReWjQE/s320/03-03-2005+10%3B37%3B14PM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370402908751578322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another four years go by and now I'm graduating from college.   At this point in my life my weight is beginning to go down, then back up again as I become more concerned about dieting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeCEKJP5hI/AAAAAAAAADU/4svN6h5EnmM/s1600-h/Before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeCEKJP5hI/AAAAAAAAADU/4svN6h5EnmM/s320/Before.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370404088616838674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend the next eighteen years of my life as a yo-yo dieter.  Every once in awhile I achieve some pretty good weight loss success, but something always happens, and I gain the weight back plus a little extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time I get married and have three children.  Then after sixteen years of marriage I file for divorce.  A year later, I finally become serious about taking care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeDFYeU72I/AAAAAAAAADc/zUd7FrDe7gQ/s1600-h/Teacher+-+Fall+2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeDFYeU72I/AAAAAAAAADc/zUd7FrDe7gQ/s320/Teacher+-+Fall+2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370405209154842466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one and only school picture that I have ever liked!  I'm teaching second grade now and have lost over 120 pounds!  I'm feeling great!  I have been on Weight Watchers for a year and working out at Curves.  I am hiking all the time and over the summer did my first 5K.  It was exhilarating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeEJlluztI/AAAAAAAAADk/RB_HoSJQuM4/s1600-h/Ensign+Peak+Snow+Shoeing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeEJlluztI/AAAAAAAAADk/RB_HoSJQuM4/s320/Ensign+Peak+Snow+Shoeing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370406380906663634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Christmas 2004, I am down over 150 pounds! I am snowshoeing for the first time.  I'm really loving my life now and feel like I have finally become the person I always wanted to be.  That person who was hiding inside me all those years that I was so fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeFgFMTevI/AAAAAAAAADs/OUEgR510rfQ/s1600-h/Me+holding+my+old+BIG+dress+2-1-2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeFgFMTevI/AAAAAAAAADs/OUEgR510rfQ/s320/Me+holding+my+old+BIG+dress+2-1-2005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370407866858699506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding up my "big" dress from my heavier days.  I hate to admit it, but I still have that dress and am now having to wear it again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeF-oGmkZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZYAI-0BvYQk/s1600-h/Me+and+my+new+neice,+Nadia++2-2-2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeF-oGmkZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZYAI-0BvYQk/s320/Me+and+my+new+neice,+Nadia++2-2-2005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370408391626101138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my all-time favorite picture of myself.  I am holding my newborn niece who is now 4 1/2 years old. I am at my lowest weight ever!  I have lost 165 pounds and am only eight pounds away from my goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeGzTFVxgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Oeq8IvLLN1g/s1600-h/Engagement+%231a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeGzTFVxgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Oeq8IvLLN1g/s320/Engagement+%231a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370409296516728322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months pass and I have met a wonderful man online.  It is a whirlwind romance.  We meet, get engaged, plan a wedding, and get married all in a matter of about four months!  As for my weight, it is beginning to yo-yo again.  I never lose those last eight pounds and reach my weight loss goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeHs6kjj0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vC1BUok7Cuc/s1600-h/The+Bride+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeHs6kjj0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vC1BUok7Cuc/s320/The+Bride+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370410286369181506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 22, 2005 My wedding day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeIZ1TBsTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/W3AfX_bAkSI/s1600-h/100_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeIZ1TBsTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/W3AfX_bAkSI/s320/100_0365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411058047594802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first anniversary!  I have gained back most of the weight I lost.  I am now back on Weight Watchers, but it only last through that summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeJE-taqvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i4gZIc1PCcE/s1600-h/100_1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeJE-taqvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i4gZIc1PCcE/s320/100_1221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411799308577522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more years go by and I am now at my all-time high weight.  It is July 4, 2008 and I am back on program with Weight Watcher's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeJ3kKT32I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UAdJ-FsdHLs/s1600-h/100_1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeJ3kKT32I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UAdJ-FsdHLs/s320/100_1541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370412668355338082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March of 2009 - I have been faithfully following the Weight Watcher's program and have been getting back into exercise.  It's the first day of spring and I am down 98 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeKxjth7uI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cN-JKODbpq4/s1600-h/100_1935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoeKxjth7uI/AAAAAAAAAEk/cN-JKODbpq4/s320/100_1935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370413664667037410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2009 - Here I am in my old "big" dress.  I have been struggling with my eating and exercising issues all summer.  Have gained 50 or more pounds back since mid-April, and I am just sick about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story will be continued as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my life-long pursuit of good health and fitness takes another turn in the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-7053809427052112800?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7053809427052112800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-story-in-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7053809427052112800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/7053809427052112800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-story-in-pictures.html' title='My Story in Pictures'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/Sod_DvF6q9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6KW5_ynLRgE/s72-c/Standing+with+Umbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-2310829360168618890</id><published>2009-08-14T21:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:49:24.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hubby Who Loves to Eat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;So, what do you do with a hubby who loves to eat?  That is the question that I have had front and center in my life since I got married just over four years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby loves food!  He loves to eat out!  He loves to snack at home!  He just plain loves to eat, eat, eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we moved across the country a couple of years ago, the things he missed and talked about the most were his favorite fast food joints and his favorite ice cream that he had to leave behind. (Those particular brands weren't available in our new area.)  In fact, this spring when we planned a vacation  back to his old stomping ground for July, all he could think about was being able to eat all of his favorites again.  Let me tell you, he was in hog heaven on our trip!  He loved every meal and bite of food he had.  I, on the other hand, was just miserable as I could feel my clothes getting tighter and tighter.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if hubby and I didn't both have major weight/health issues, then I wouldn't be concerned.  But, the fact is we both have well over one hundred pounds to lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first got together, I had just lost 165 pounds and was in the best shape of my life.  That is one of the things that attracted me to my hubby.  He wanted my success to rub off on him.  I wanted nothing more than to be his inspiration and to teach him how to have a healthy lifestyle by becoming physically active and controlling what he ate.  As things turned out, though, the reverse happened.  All of my old, bad, unhealthy habits came back into my life, and I gained all of the weight plus some back!  And, here I am again trying to be a good example and inspire both of us to start taking better care of our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the biggest roadblock I face besides having my head back in the game is my own hubby.  He supports me in my efforts and wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; to lose weight himself, but he doesn't want to give up the love of his life - food!  If I say I can't have certain food in the house that he himself also loves, then he says that isn't fair to him and he often brings those items home and eats them in front of me.  When we go out to eat he will often times want dessert even when I don't, and he almost always asks for extra rolls or chips to munch on before the meal even arrives.  I know I can't force him to follow the same program or plan that I want to follow - believe me I have tried.  But, I'm at a loss as to what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nine to ten months last year I was mentally strong enough to forget about what hubby was doing and just worry about myself and my own health.  It wasn't easy and there were many arguments about what I thought he should be doing to support me and to take better care of himself.  I was successful and felt great losing 98 of those 165+ pounds I had gained back previously.  Hubby even had some success losing some weight by eating the dinners I prepared and going to the gym sporadically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings us to today where we both still want to get healthy.  Do we have what it takes to do it as a team or if needs be to do it individually on our own?  And, what do I do when I'm ready to commit fully to taking care of myself, but I still have a hubby who loves to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-2310829360168618890?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2310829360168618890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/hubby-who-loves-to-eat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/2310829360168618890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/2310829360168618890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/hubby-who-loves-to-eat.html' title='A Hubby Who Loves to Eat!'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-2016458454198198855</id><published>2009-08-13T17:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:17:24.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it About Cookie Dough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;What is it about cookie dough that makes me think I have to eat it over and over again?  I know cookie dough is one of my food addictions.  Sometimes I just get it into my head that I have to have some, so off to the grocery store I go to by some Pillsbury Chocolate Chip cookie dough.  You know the kind in the blue package with the dough already formed into perfect little bite-sized circles!  It may be a memory floating back into my conscientiousness from childhood of licking the beaters when my mom baked homemade chocolate chip cookies that makes the dough so appealing.  Or, maybe I just love the feel of that soft dough and the crunch of the mini chocolate chips in my mouth when I bite into one.  All I know for sure is that I can't ever eat just one, and once I get started it is sooooooo hard to stop eating the dough day after day after day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A couple of days ago I was grocery shopping and stood in Wal-Mart next to the cookie dough display for what seemed like an eternity debating whether or not I was going to put a couple of packages in my cart.  I am proud to say that I overcame the temptation and walked away without getting any.  I knew I had to put an end to this current obsession with cookie dough and this was the first step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yesterday, my husband got home from work and called out, "Honey, I got you a treat.  Some CD!"  I respond, "You bought me a CD?"  He says, "No, some cd - cookie dough!"  Arghhhhh!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So now I have been eating from this package of cookie dough my husband so lovingly, or so he thought, bought for me.  When it is gone, though, that will be it.  I can't have cookie dough in the house anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-2016458454198198855?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2016458454198198855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-it-about-cookie-dough.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/2016458454198198855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/2016458454198198855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-it-about-cookie-dough.html' title='What is it About Cookie Dough?'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743001564361063252.post-273419756821132857</id><published>2009-08-12T17:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:17:56.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for that Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am on a search for that mystical, unexplainable connection people get when everything just clicks and they embark on a healthy lifestyle.  I've experienced this connection several times in my life.  Each time resulting in a very successful run at losing weight and becoming more active and fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last experience with this connection was just over a year ago when I had reached my all-time high weight of 344.2 pounds.  That number is pretty frightening, I know!  I spent the next nine to ten months putting my health front and center in my life as I joined Weight Watchers for the umpteenth time and started to exercise.  I was thrilled to lose 98 pounds!  Then just as quickly as that connection I  had made appeared, it disappeared.  I cannot explain where or why it went.  The result of losing it, though, has been devastating as I have gained back fifty pounds or more this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to find that lost connection, I have been preparing myself and my kitchen for the time when I begin to take care of myself again.  Here is a list of some of the things I have done over the past several weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bought hungry-girl.com's latest cookbook, 200 under 200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Subscribed to hungry-girl.com's newsletter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Began to follow Ruby(from the Style network) on Facebook &amp;amp; Twitter.  I don't get Style, so I can't watch her show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bought a digital food scale to accurately weigh my food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bought a new blender to make healthy drinks and snacks (It is still in its box in the corner of the kitchen.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cleaned out my fridge and filled it with healthy fruits and vegetables, many of which I had to throw out before I could eat them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Made a grocery list template on my computer listing healthy, unprocessed, fresh foods to choose from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Began to search out other blogs on weight loss for inspiration (I love to read about others successes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Started blogging myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Began talking with friends about putting together a support group for those of us struggling with weight issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I am hoping one of these things will lead me back to a healthier, happier life and that connection I lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743001564361063252-273419756821132857?l=noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/feeds/273419756821132857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/searching-for-that-connection.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/273419756821132857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743001564361063252/posts/default/273419756821132857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noweighivedoneitagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/searching-for-that-connection.html' title='Searching for that Connection'/><author><name>2Bmeagain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00232005939542742112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3kWroU_G0Y8/SoDpRpzp4LI/AAAAAAAAACI/I5lznhxonMc/S220/100_1847.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
