Week 2

This week I only lost 0.4 pounds, but a loss is a loss… right?! I really fell off the wagon thanks to my wonderful Aunt Flow. When she comes to town once a month, she always makes me eat badly and not want to do anything. She is by far the WORST Aunt I have ever had! Haha. Since I didn’t make my goal this week, I am going to shoot for the186 next week.

Ok, I am done being negative! On a positive note, I was able to wear my shorts again! They are still a bit tighter then I like, but I wore them out anyways and felt okay about it. I have to really stop and remember that I may be bigger now then I was last summer due to my knee injury and surgery… BUT… I am still WAY smaller then I was before I ever started this journey. I found a picture of me before (not sure if I have shared it before or not) and I took a picture of me in my shorts. Those pictures side by side really made me feel a bit better about where I am at my weight loss journey.

         

This past Monday I started my Physical Therapy for my knee… that night I put in a call to my oh so wonderful trainer Lo and cried to her for a good 20 minutes. Going from being a runner, being so strong, have defined leg muscles, etc. and now not even being able to do a leg lift because your quad is so broken down… it really can take a toll on you! But she said it best, just like me losing my weight there is no magic pill to make my quad stronger… it takes a lot of time, blood, sweat and tears! Oh and trust me there were tears at my 1^st therapy session, talk about pain!!! I have been doing my homework the therapist gave me and hopefully by Friday I can do at least 1 leg lift.

Week 1 – Results

It’s been 1 week since I decided to stop being in my surgery rut and start paying attention to what I eat so I can lose this surgery weight. This morning I weighed in and I was pretty dang proud of myself. I wasn’t surprised at all, because I have already learned that when you eat healthy and limit yourself, you will lose weight (or maintain). The scale not only gave me a loss, but it also put me back down in the 180’s! I lost a total of 3.6 pounds making my current weight 189.2.

After I weighed in, I pulled my jean shorts out of my dresser and tried them on… they buttoned again! They are still tighter than what I am comfortable with, but they buttoned. Last week I was so bloated that they wouldn’t even button. I told myself last summer that I will never buy a bigger size of jeans or shorts ever again… and so the work needs to be done. Going to be even more strict with my food intake this week, as I had 2 Fat Girl Friday meals (Friday night when Casey and I took Caleb to Hibachi and then again on Sunday for Mother’s Day dinner). As for the diet cokes, in the past week I have been very good… I haven’t been great though. I had one on Mother’s Day and then I had another one yesterday (I was having an AWFUL day and it was either the diet coke or a huge piece of cake).

Next weeks goal – 186.0 or lower!

Personality

Wanted to share a sweet story with ya! Now, in order to really smile (like I did) you have to know a few things. 1. I am a very sarcastic and witty person. 2. Casey can dish it out just as much as I can. 3. We have a relationship where we can sit somewhere for hours with no TV, no music, no distractions and just talk or just sit in silence.

Last night Casey and I were sitting on the couch (with the TV off) just enjoying each others company, talking about life… really nothing in general. I forgot what I even said to him, but he smiled and then kissed me on the forehead and asked me where on earth did I get my personality from?

It wasn’t until after about 5-10 minutes of silence that I answered him. I told him that “I got my personality from years of being the fat girl”. I mean if you are going to be fat, you probably should have a really fun personality to go along with it. Or at least that is how I always thought. For those of you who believe in astrology, I am a Leo… out going, loud, center of attention, and everything else that goes along with that. So maybe my personality came from there…but honestly I think it was from the years of being over weight.

After I responded to him, he laughed and said “well, I am glad you use to be fat then.”… And for the 1^st time in, well ever, I was glad I use to be fat too!

Doctors are allowed to say NEVER

When I was 15, I injured my knee and never rehabbed it (trying to prove a point, yes I was a stupid teen). Then gained weight, lost it, and fell in LOVE with running... all this just was a recipe for another injury, the question just was when. Well, earlier this year it happened. The 3rd week of January I was walking and holding my son and out goes my knee, I dropped Caleb and his head almost hit the edge of trailer. Talk about guilt... he is my life, how could I ever live if I let something happen to him because of my stupidity (not taking care of my knee). Then it happened again the next week as I was going up a flight of stairs at work, out goes my knee and down goes Jordan! Finally I called the doctor; I was examined, sent for MRIs and my surgery scheduled for April 12th. I was told to not workout until after I rehabbed and that if I didn’t listen to my doctor this time, a knee replacement would be in my future before I was 40. Eek!

The surgery went as planned except for it was worse then they had thought and they ended up chiseling off part of my bone, scooting it over, and then screwing it down back in place! OUCH! I do not remember a lot of what happened at the hospital but I do remember the doctor coming in and telling me he had bad news and I wasn’t going to be happy with him... boy was he right! He proceeded to tell me how bad my knee was/is and that I am NEVER allowed to run again. People always told me "never say never"... so why does he get to say this to me?! This isn’t fair, but then again its life... He also told me that most people gain about 10-20 pounds with the whole process of healing. Way to put the icing on the cake there Doc!

Last week I decided that I was done being in my emotional/pathetic mood that I have been in, and that I am ready to get back to how life was before I reinjured my knee. I am now done with bed rest, back to work my 2nd week, started bending my knee, walking without crutches and driving. The doctor was right about gaining weight; I gained 8 pounds after the surgery and 12 pounds I gained before having surgery. So now I am 20 pounds heavier than I was before injuring my knee!

I am a member of Healthy Roads and my online trainer sent me over a month long food plan with a journal that I am going to live by religiously. I am following in Lo's footsteps and giving up diet coke (at least until I get back down to my desired weight). I am going to finally listen to one of my best friends in the world (Jamie) and drink all my water. I am going to stay on track with my food 110% since I am not allowed in the gym for awhile... Abs are made in the kitchen, not in the gym!

1st Goal: to lose the 20 pounds by June 20th. That is an average of 3.3 pounds a week, very doable!!!
2nd Goal: to lose the last 8 pounds (plus some) to get back down to my lowest weight (or lower) by my 27^th Birthday, August 22^nd

Start weight (with brace on): 192
1st Goal Weight: 172
2nd Goal (Birthday) Weight: 164 (or lower!)