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I feel like I'm trapped in the Harry Potter chapter with the Weasley Twins : U No Poo! This has been my only dilemma for a long while. Am trying my absolute BEST to keep my walking up to 45min. a day, Water everytime my hands are empty :) AND FIBER with every meal! Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated, as I am practically clueless as to WHY this happens more than occassionally.

It's Summer and I am trying to immerse myself daily in the pursuit of fluid...intake that is. The hardest habit by far is to get that  "at least" amount IN everyday!!! Why is it so hard? WHY is it sooo very necessary? Let me just tell you, personally, IF I DON'T get this amount in daily I am HUNGERY, SLUGGISH and HEADACHEY...horrible. Dehydration is a constant threat and NOT just in the summer months. So drink up! You can sip a lot more than you think, a lot faster than you give yourself credit for! Your house should resemble that scene from the movie "Signs" with Mel Gibson...every surface covered with half-full and empty glass :) If your water does contain a hair (or contaminates) get a fresh one, or a zero calorie drink. It'll do you good!

I know, I know...it's a poker term, but HEY! It fits...weight loss surgery IS a gamble, that pays off! That is, if you're willing to Ante Up.

I have lost four lbs. in a week, making GOOD food choices, and exercising and moving, moving, moving (park faaaaaarrr away at Wal-Mart,etc.) It sounds crazy but I am just determined to RELAX about this whole thing and darn it if it hasn't paid off. That's not to say I have become complacent or lax in continually striving to make better food choices, or increaseing my exercise. On the contrary, I have become more determined, more focused...but it has become purpose-driven!

You don't win in poker without putting something EXTRA in the pot, and in Life it's the same thing, without an extra re-assement, or an extra dose of confidence or...whatever, you won't win. You gotta ante up. 'Nuff said.

I can hardly believe it has been FOUR months since my last post! Just atrocious! Yet, here I am...finally. Not unscathed mind you, it's been five weeks of pure HELL. Sinus Infection, Flu, Bronchitis, Double Ear Infection, Conjunctivitis...I honestly have been like the walking dead! So, what was not so much suprising but inevitable, weight gain.

Eight pounds of weight gain! As of today I weigh 165lbs.

Admittedly I WAS sick, but I didn't care to take care of what I ate on the road to health. I have now become a carb/sugar addict again and am more ashamed than I could ever express...why? WHY!!!!? I have no one to blame but myself, poor choices show up on the scale immediately, and now I have to work twice as hard to get back to not only where I was pound-wise, but habitually and mentally.

So a word of caution my friends, and learn from my sadly common tale. That a if you don't plan ahead for success, plan on not succeeding ahead of schedule :) ALL ENCOURAGEMENT WOULD BE APPRECIATED AT THIS TIME :(

I have been really down on myself as of recently. My weight is seemingly not budging, I am visited nightly by the "Wheat Thins" Monster and on top of it all I have just NOT been satisfied by my "non-traditional" Xmas goodies (Cheddar slice anyone?)

So, the other day I decided enough is enough...time to take this lousy attitude out on the road and POUND it out (I've taken up running...though in all honesty I STILL WALK quite a bit more than I run!)

I live in a college town and can usually count on having to "wade" thru student pedestrians before I hit "open concrete." Well, just as I was getting ready to use the crosswalk in front of the University a mob of BOYS came up from behind and waited with me for the light to change. Now, I call them BOYS because in all honesty, (I COULD BE THEy'RE FREAKIN' MOTHER) they could NOT have been a day past twenty. Anyway as I start across and get going I hear what is supposed to be a furtive whisper, "Nice ass." I glanced behind me totally shocked as I come face to face with an adorable, albeit "non-repentant for his comments" BOY and his buddy!

Lousy attitude GONE INSTANTLY! He grinned I grinned his buddy grinned...how's that for some holiday goodwill :) I will NOT be eating Wheat Thins in bed this week, I have a fan (or two?) I wouldn't want to dissappoint!

My Dad, 56, was just diagnosed with advanced Prostate Cancer, it has matastised and is being treated with horomone therapy. The doctor's don't pretend to be real positive, and have offered no other avenues: surgery, chemo, radiation are not options being offered right now. I believe the term Watchful Waiting has been applied...which means, if more cancer shows up THEN they'll do something! I am devastated.

The hectic pace has begun...as it usually does with the start of school. So, I was prepared for the mornings to be my moment of weakness in the "protein department". Funny how at NO other time in the day, a whole grain cinnamon Pop-tart seem like a brillant idea!

Being smarter than the average bear (which I do resemble according to my son, in the morning) I have learned to "preset" my breakfast routine so that no "quickie" carb breakie will tempt me.

The night before I layout all the things for my protein shake
(aside from the perishables):
Blender parts
Powder (pre-measured)
Travel mug, etc.

So, after the kid's are eating and before I start packing lunches, I squeeze in making my shake, pour it in the travel mug and wait to consume it for during the comute! Voila! There's a reason I'm still a loser :) !!!

I had the most wonderful date with my hubby three nights ago. We went out with two other couples (friends from chuch) to Fifi's in Toledo, OH. (excellent restaurant!) and celebrated my new size 8 red dress! Fifi herself (a self-confessed former BIG girl) congratulated me on my accomplishment and I was given a free Chocolate Decadence dessert (don't worry I only took two bites!) I can honestly say I had the best time I can remember...mostly because I laughed sooo much with our friends but also because I was absolutely NOT self-conscious AT ALL, even in a bright red dress!

First, let me admit to being a three month Whinner Baby!

It has been approximately two months into what is self-described as a STALL. No weight loss. Zip.

Until I looked up on my blog and noticed that two months ago I was a size 12! I am currently in a 10 even some 8's, sooo, what have I learned from this? That I should keep my big gob SHUT and do what I know is right for my body: exercise, eat and drink properly, consult the scale occassionaly and let my clothes do the talking! The waistband of a size 8 in Gap jeans does NOT lie!!!

I am 160lbs. as of today and I can tell you truthfully that the weight has been coming off again for about a week and a half (seven lbs. worth) and it is NOT to any REAL change in performance on my part.

So if like me you tend to be a little over-reactive and less than observant, here's some tips:

1) If weight isn't coming off is your SHAPE changing at least?
2) Your scale hasn't budged in a 3-4week period are you taking a scenic tour of Carbopolis?
3) Are you getting AT LEAST 45min. of exercise a day?
4) Are you drinking all the water you are supposed too in a twelve hour block?
5) Are you taking all your vitamins and supplements?
Just something to think about before you whine to everyone that you're at a STALL and how unfair life is and all that CRAP. A sincere apology to all my friends who listened so patiently...you're all saints!

I'm experiencing a two week "stall." I have exercised everyday for thirty minutes been trying to really watch my eating (okay, a slice of my son's birthday cake was NOT a smart idea, but I paid for every bite...TRUST me!)

There is no comfort for me right now (I mean there is...but it feels like there isn't), partly because food has been "taken away" as the great comforter (Hmmm, makes a girl wonder who/what I put my FAITH in before WLS doesn't it!) and partly because I feel so lost. 

I feel like there was some WLS meeting that everyone attended but I forgot to go to, but everyone assumes I've gone and actually obtained the info shared at the meeting! 

My family and friends try but they don't get it, (things they've said: "Just be content that you've lost weight at all" "You expect way to much from this surgery" "Be happy that it's been this successful") which in my opinion is their "kind" way of saying, "We expected you to fail, so jeez, we're impressed you got this far!"

I'm scared that i'm broken and that this (though wonderful to be thinner) is what i'm stuck at...170 (size 12). I guess what I am trying to express is this...I AM NOT satisfied with this.