arewethereyet

I’m beginning to think I have a tapeworm today. I’m STARVING. I don’t mean kinda sorta a little bit hungry. I mean completely unsatisfied hungry. And I’ve been eating healthy all day. I had some oatmeal w/ flax for bfast, a whole grapefruit for my morning snack, and a nice turkey sandwich (on gf bread of course) with tomato for lunch. And I’ve been drinking water today too. I’m not sure what the deal is but I’m seriously just starving today. Today is a long day too. I brought bfast, lunch, and dinner with me to work so I could avoid eating out. Budget and calorie wise I need to be conservative! Anyway, who knows what the deal is but I am a starvin marvin today.

So I know that if I actually had a tapeworm the scale would be moving down down down. But it’s not. It’s holding nicely at 205, give or take about a pound. I’ve just dropped off of the Hot Rods because I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s ridiculous for me to try to lose weight right now. All the travel and the training has made my eating and exercise less regimented. I’m still doing pretty well, but my goal for the short-term is to maintain. I was beating myself up for not losing the last month and then I said, STOP IT. You’re fine. You need to learn to maintain and to accept what the realities of your life are in the moment. And for the moment, losing weight is not my focus; maintaining my weight loss is key and since I’m dedicated to this being my life-changing weight loss I think it’s okay and in fact damn smart for me to practice maintenance. So that’s my deal for now.

Tim and I went on a 4 mile walk yesterday. It was a brisk 40 degrees out but we marched along and enjoyed the neighborhood scenery for a little over an hour. It’s nice to walk with someone. I did almost all my fall walking alone. I’m rarely alone now - that’s a whole other story. Anyway, I’m averaging at minimum 2 miles a day because of my commute - I have a 1/2 mile walk to get to the train from my house and another 1/2 mile to get from the train to the office once I’m downtown. Reverse that at night.

With all this commuting, I haven’t found a lot of time to go to the gym (read: none). I miss Claire a lot. I need to get to the gym one of these evenings and settle up with her on my remaining sessions. Clearly I need to find a gym closer to home. We are considering joining the local Y. It’s the closest to the house and arguably the cheapest. But I’m concerned about the hours. And the classes. It’s a lot to consider.

Just 2.5 weeks away from our trip to Florida to play “meet the parents.” I’m a little anxious. Tim says his father already loves me because I’m Irish (Happy St Paddy’s Day everyone!) and Catholic, but I still want to make a good first impression. And I know he’s getting anxious about meeting my parents too. In any event, we are closing in on the big event. I’m looking forward to getting into the warmth of the Florida sun if only for a few days!

 And that’s the happs from my world. Working again, loving the people I work with, still blissfully in love with Tim, and holding my own weight wise. All in all it’s a good life. XO to all, Ellen