Oh fuck it, yes I will.

So eating-wise it’s all rainbow and unicorns. I was 212 again this morning but I dropped so much weight so quickly this week, I was actually happy to still be 212. I was worried I’d go up a pound or two, that it had been a false water loss. So 212 is great. I really weigh 212. Yay me. I also had a nice bike ride today with my son, so I got the exercise portion of my day completed as well. Food, water, tracking & exercise. Check! So all is well right?

Well yes, except I saw new pictures of myself – in bike shorts. UGH.

I swear to gawd, it’s like the thinner I get, the more I notice how fat or just plain awful some parts of me still are.

Take my calves for example, please, take them! I don’t want them, they’re huge! For christ’s sake, if my waist keeps shrinking and my calves stay the same, my waist will be smaller than one of my calves. I need to someone a priest maybe, witch doctor, rabbi…? Someone to come kill my fatted calves. I’m fully ready to sacrifice them.

And as if that was not enough, nothing like the flaps of loose, saggy skin that randomly appear in pictures. Sigh….

I know, I know. I look better than I did. And more importantly, I feel a zillion times better than I have for the last 2 decades! And I did this to myself, and yes, in a couple of years I can have a shitload of plastic surgery. I know all that. That’s all rational, logical reasoning.

My obsessing now is a purely emotional response, and one that cannot yet  be contained. I have been forced again to visually, digitally, confront the truth of my existence… and the truth is, my calves are freaking enormous. They could have their own zip code!

Okay it’s possible I’m exaggerating slightly. They do not need their own zip code. But a GPS to circumnavigate them is highly recommended.

Here they are holding me up: Shamu and Ferdinand.

Hard to not be loving how fast the weight is coming off me right now! A week ago I was 221, and this morning I was 212. However in all fairness, I had been dancing up and down the scale for those several weeks, so I think half the weight I have lost this week is probably just water.

Still, I’ll take it.

Last night my weight loss group celebrated the official end of Phase 2 (30 weeks), and the start of the final phase, which is one full year of lifestyle classes. We got cards with before and after pictures, that also included our weights and BMI readings, a fresh flower, a certificate, and lots of hugs. Then most of us went to a local business down the street, uTOEpia, for calf and foot messages, using reflexology. A nice 20 minute session that was pretty cheap. They also offer a 70 minute foot and back massage for just $35, I am so doing that in a few weeks!

Now in terms of my Reset, yesterday was weird (though obviously it did not slow me down). Our fridge broke the night before and I had no access to cold water or ice – and Optifast sucks warm. So yesterday I had very low calorie, high fiber food and a few protein bars, plus a non-fat greek yogurt with fruit parfait I made for the whole weight loss group. I was still under 1000 calories for the day (the MRPs are 960 when I have 6 servings of them), and though I ate food, I never felt like I was off program. And I donated blood too.

Happily the fridge was fixed yesterday, so back on meal replacements!

This is apropo of nothing, except I think it’s very cool and it’s an 80′s tune (well 1972 but details, details…) and we all know how I feel about 80′s music. Well, and Space Geeks.

I had another big weight loss day, was just 213.8 this morning, pushing me PAST the 90# loss for a current total of 91.5! WOOHOO!

And yes, I weighed myself a bunch of times to make sure the scale was not messing with me.  Do I ever NOT do that?

Just 8.5 pounds more pounds to 1-0-0 and only 14 away from weighing under 200.

I went ahead and decided on my final 100 pound reward. I just made a reservation for my husband and me for 2 nights at my favorite spa in Calistoga. I just love this place: http://www.indianspringscalistoga.com/

It’s pricey in the summer, but what the heck. How often does one lose 100 pounds?  Will sign up for some spa treatments as well. Long time readers will remember that Indian Springs was supposed to be my 50 pound reward in February, one night at least, but I ended up not being able to go then. So two nights for 100# seems reasonable. So I’ll keep telling myself as I prepare to spend more money than I should.

Speaking of rewards, still dreaming of 2-3 weeks in New Zealand for the whole family at Christmas in 2014 as the penultimate reward for the full 160 pounds. But… that’s a long ways off. We’ll see if we can make the money work for that one later.

Off to have another MRP shake. I realize of course this fast weight loss will not continue for much longer, but I am going to enjoy it while it lasts!  The Reset plan is still either 6 weeks maximum or until I am under 200 pounds, whichever comes first, so perhaps I will not need to do the full 6 weeks after all.

I liked that I hit 213 on the May 13.

Just had to share the beehive inspection video from earlier today. I probably should have put on some makeup for video, but the thought of glamming it up in a beekeeper suit seemed too absurd even for me.

I love my children. First off, though they were a little bummed not to be making a full on “breakfast in bed” for me, they jumped on the bandwagon quickly. Sage made me a pot of 75% decaf/25% regular Peet’s coffee (yum), brought me a mug to sip in bed, and then they made me an Optifast shake.

Before I ingested anything though, I of course hopped up to weigh myself: 215.6  This is a new lowest weight while on the program, and just 1/3 of a pound away from hitting the 90 pound loss. I so got this by Tuesday!

I confess, I did not cycle yesterday, but I did go “old school” and hit the track. I walked 2 1/2 miles and clearly, I needed it. My body was like “what the hell are you doing to me woman?” A good reminder I really need to be cross training instead of just cycling!

Otherwise, planning on a quiet day with some chores and errands, and mid-day, when it’s the hottest and most of the bees will be out foraging (she says to herself hopefully), we’ll crack those hives open and see how the mommy bees have been doing!

More on that later. I suspect when next you “see me” tomorrow, I will have lost 90 pounds. Perhaps I’ll video myself doing the happy dance.

Yeah, not so much. I would never torture you so. Just slogging through this blog must be painful enough

Ciao peeps!

Hello world! Amazing how I can feel my whole mental and physical attitude turning back into the light. The light, get it? I know, I am horribly punny. I was down another half pound this morning, no headache at all, energy feeling good so… today I shall ride!

Probably not far, I am still kind of sore from the freaking mini tour de suffering, but I can at least get 10 or 15 done today.  And as an added bonus, I am feeling motivated enough to do some housecleaning so that is what I am doing right now.

The second phase of my weight loss program officially ends this coming Tuesday May 14. I had really wanted to lose at least 90 pounds by the time we transitioned into the “lifestyle” phase. Well with 3 days left to go to lose 1 pound, and all on product, it WILL happen. I know it. I have not a doubt in the world.

Off to clean. My beloved husband, who is a bit of a paper items hoarder (magazines, travel brochures, etc.) is off riding the Catalina Island Mountain Bike Gran Fondo with some other members of the Team Fatty community. So in his absence, I’ll do some extra spring cleaning.

And tomorrow, tomorrow, on mother’s day, my son Rune and I will crack open the new bee hives we got last week to see how the queens are laying.  We took classes and have done some hands on work, but never on our own. We have bee suits, but still, I’ll admit I’m nervous. Planning to video tape the experience…. especially for comedic value if things go wildly astray….

Local woman who recently lost 90 pounds on a medical weight management program, found herself back up over 300 pounds in a single day when her body swelled to immense proportions after experiencing upwards of 1000 bee stings when conducting her first hive inspection. Allison Houston, 48, was overheard telling the paramedics: “at least the swelling has filled in all my saggy, loose skin and former fat dimples. I’m all smooth again!”

I was very surprised to see drop of 2.5 pounds this morning, putting me at 216.8, just .4 more than my lowest weight several weeks ago. Surprised and pleased.  So pleased. I did a little happy dance this morning when no one was looking. Well, only after I had jumped off and on the scale about 10 times to make sure it was reading correctly. Then I boogied.

The positive reinforcement cycle is back!

So much of this process is purely mental, and losing weight is seriously motivating (duh) and thus makes you want to stay on the program and not overeat. So again, even knowing it’s a temporary crutch, I feel certain that going back on all MRPs for awhile was (is) the right thing to do.

I’m again at a point that I am excited to be hitting key milestones. I’m a numbers gal, and obsessing (er, focusing) on them works for me. Less than 2 pounds away from losing 90 pounds, then just 10 more to 100 pounds, and then in only 17 pounds, I will weigh less than 200 pounds.

Yes! I’m almost to ONEderland as many of us fatties call it. Less than 200 pounds. *deep, dreamy sigh* It’s a big deal for anyone who has struggled with their weight to be under 200 pounds, but it’s a particularly meaningful metric for women, who are expected to be wee little things. And demure.