What a Week!!

Initial: 266
Last Week: 248.4
This Week: 247.4
Change: -1
Overall: -18.6

I'm gonna have to start weighing myself on Fridays now, because Thursdays are my longest day out of the week. Wake up at 6:30am, school until 11:45am, then work at 1:30pm until midnight. Then I have to wake up at 6:30am Friday morning for more class! It's nuts, but it's my norm.

So! I dropped a pound this week. That is actually a surprise. I was in my "mood" for the last couple of weeks, but I'm happy I'm finally coming out of it. My training session on Tuesday helped me realize that while my weight loss might not be coming around as fast as a lot of other people on the Band's weight loss, I'm still making progress.

Since I love numbers, here are some from my workout on Tuesday. First number was on 7/25, second number is today. Besides the mile, everything was done in 1 minute.

Mile: 18:30|17:24
Pushups: 17|35
Squats: 14|36
Lunges: 12|24
Crunches: 21|70 (nope, that's not a typo!)

Today, I went to the gym for my training session at 3:00, but my trainer didn't show up. His phone isn't working either, so I couldn't call him. I waited for a bit, and then decided to just do a mile and split. My mile time today was 17:05, and I felt pretty good afterward. It didn't hurt as much as it did on Tuesday (my shins were killing me for the last two days after that), and I was walking and jogging on and off every 1.5 minutes. That's 30 seconds longer on my jogging pace. Yay!

Have I ever mentioned Starbucks makes the best iced tea? :D

Anywhoozle...

So, I feel like my Band is a silly girl (yup, like most Bandsters, my Band has been deemed a female. :D). I read in Z's blog that she felt like she was sometimes in the yellow zone, and sometimes in the green zone. Yup, that's how I feel, too. Sometimes, I can just inhale all of my food, and want dessert afterwards. Other times, I take a couple of bites and then I'm done for a few hours. It's a little wonky, but I know there's definitely some restriction there. My next fill is scheduled for 9/10, so I hope I can discuss that with my doctor. I think I need a little more fluid put in the Band.

Also, my port is being a jerk. Do you guys remember how I said the PA had a lot of trouble getting the needle in for my last fill? She said it was flopping around and stuff. Honestly, I think it came loose or something. Sometimes, I can feel it perfectly fine when I press on my stomach. Other times, I can't find it no matter what I do. But almost all the time, if I bend a certain way, I have soreness in my port area. It's annoying, but as long as it doesn't jeopardize my  Band or my fills, then I won't worry too much about it. Do any of you have the same issue?

I'll end with a final little blurb: the number one reason I dislike going back to school every semester is because there are skinny bitches everywhere. Seriously, college kids are flippin' fit. And they wear their skimpy little clothes and look all pretty and I always get so jealous and can't wait for my opportunity to wear shorts like that. Yeah, I have envious thoughts like that. I've always wanted to be able to wear shorts in the summer and wear tank tops in public, and now that I have the Band, I can think "it's only a matter of time" instead of "I'll never be able to do that".

It's time for me to enjoy my weekend!

I'm Not Dead

I sure do feel like it, though.

I've been feeling down in the dumps lately.

It happens all the time. I go through my "moods".

I weighed myself on Thursday, and had no change from the previous week. I promised myself before hand that when thinks like that happen, I wouldn't become discouraged.

Yeah, I didn't listen to myself.

It's my fault, though. I just let go that week. I didn't give a crap about what I put in my mouth, so I shouldn't have been surprised when there was no loss. The Band is a tool, not a cure, and I wasn't using it right.

Oh well, gotta get back in the game, right?

Also, I've been a little afraid of my workouts. My trainer has been doing a wonderful job, and I love him to death, but I've been getting shin and knee pain. I'm afraid of working out outside of our sessions because I don't want to hurt myself. I bought a knee brace, and I'm going to try it out during our session today to see if it helps, but I'm so tired of having these aches and pains.

The "getting into shape" part is really hard. I know I've been pushing myself pretty hard with this personal trainer, but I really want to see results, and be able to actually finish the Rock n Roll 1/2 Marathon in the allotted time frame. With the way I've been neglecting my runs between training sessions, I'm not going to meet my goals.

Bah, I'm such a whiney baby.

Anyway, school started today. Now I'm back to the same ol' grind of work, school, work, school, work, school...I think I get some sleep in there. Eventually. Ha! College kids are so freakin' fit. I hate being the fattest kid in all of my classes. That'll change soon, though, right? I just have to work hard at it.

Ow.

Lesson of the day: Slacking does not pay off, my friends.

You'd think that would be common sense, right?

Wrong.

In all honesty, I have no idea when I'm going to learn that lesson. I should have learned it by now, with all the procrastinating I do, but jeez, I feel so dumb right now.

Anyway, my trainer had told me to do five miles this weekend. No problem, right? Four days to do five miles. Piece of cake.

Yeah, about that...

I put it all off until today. I sure had a fun and relaxing weekend, but it all caught up with me today.

I did about a mile and a half before my left knee and ankle started to hurt too bad for me to continue. Gah!

They still hurt right now, too.

I've always had problems like this with my left leg, but I probably wouldn't be experiencing this if I would just do the homework my trainer assigns to me. I totally don't tell him I didn't do the miles he told me to do between sessions, but now I feel the results.

I was always bad at doing my homework...

Gah! There's nothing like a good ol' reality check to get your ass in gear. Let's see if I can keep up with my trainer's orders this week and get in the groove. If not, I'll never make it at the marathon in November!

Oh, do any of you guys have problems running on the treadmill? I always seem to slip and slide on that thing, no matter which treadmill I'm at. I thought it might be the way I run, but my trainer says I have good form. I think I'm just too fat, and need to keep my running to the pavement for now. I always have to hold on to the bars on the treadmill when I get on it to prevent myself from slipping off!

I pushed the truck.

Before we get to that, let's start with my Thursday weigh-in!

I had a neat-o chart I made in Excel that I wanted to show you guys, but it looks like it's not Blogger friendly... :( I'll see what I can do, though! Until then...

Initial: 266
Last Week: 251.6
This Week: 248.4
Change: -3.2!!
Overall: -17.6

Damn! I've never lost 3.2 pounds in a week before. I'm like, high on happy feelings right now! This is so cool. :D

I even noticed a difference in how my pants fit. At first, I was just, "Oh, I'm really kidding myself here." But nope, all three pairs of jeans I wore so far this week have felt looser than before. Awesome!

So, today, I did it. I pushed my trainer's truck. He made me push it from one end of the parking to the other, and back again. With two tires and rims in the back. And then he jumped in. No bueno. My arms feel like they're going to fall off. I don't even wanna know what I'm gonna feel like tomorrow.

Only one more week, and then it's back to the same ol' grind of work and school I've been doing for five years now. Am I ever gonna get my degree? Sheesh, it seems like something pops up every time to push it back further. Oh well. School had never been an option for me. I will finish, no matter what, and I will make it work for my benefit in the end.

So, the Band. I did a no-no on Tuesday. So, you now how you're supposed to drink liquids for 48 hours after a fill? Yeah, silly me remember that, but totally forget that pills are not liquids. So I took my medication on Tuesday and, well, guess what? I made myself sick.

I didn't PB them. It was different. I felt them, like a heavy pressure, just sitting in my pouch. It made me ridiculously nauseous. Then, I started to get a headache, which quickly escalated to a migraine. No freakin' bueno. I had to leave work early due to it. When I got home, I dry-heaved into my toiler for 10 minutes, but nothing came up. I had to sleep it off, and still felt like shit for the rest of the day. Oh man, I will never make that mistake again.

As for restriction...well, I'm not sure. I feel something, but it's not what I would expect to feel with 6ccs in my Band. Hmm. I think I need to give it more time so I can compare all my normal foods and see if I eat any less. All I know is that my port area is still all sore from where she was pokin' around in it on Monday.

Oh, and I totally love where I work. This month is Employee Appreciation Month, and I got free lunch! Barbecue chicken and sausage and pinto beans. Yum! And it all fit into my low carb diet, too. :D

Now, it's time for me to do laundry and chill the fuck out, because I'm pooped. I hope everyone has a great day. :)

Uterus for Sale

So, lots to talk about today! :D

On Saturday, I went to this place called Paradise Canyon with my boyfriend and some of our friends. It's like a recreational park, similar to Garner State Park...or so we thought! It was lamer than lame. It was just a small river not even a mile long, with some ledges you can dive in from. It was pretty, but very small and uneventful. I swam a little bit, but that's really all. The only memorable thing I left that place with was some sunburn. :\

Yesterday I cleaned most of my apartment. There were some places I haven't cleaned since I move in over a year ago **coughcoughmyroomcoughcough**. It looks so much bigger in her now. :D

All right, so today was a very, very eventful day.

So I go to work this morning like I've been doing for the last couple of weeks, and that's all fine and dandy. Until I get that familiar feeling of foreboding, something that strikes once a month at the most inopportune time. So, I go to the restroom during my break, and yup, it's that time of the month.

Now, the tricky thing about my period is that if I don't catch it early enough and get some Midol in me, then I will get cramps so bad I am incapacitated for the rest of the day. No. Joke. I literally can't function with those cramps. It's been like that since I was freakin' 11. I eventually figured out the Midole trick as I got older, but man, even with meds trying to stop my uterus from exploding inside of me, I still feel all bloated and there's always a dull ache in my lower abdomen.

Yeah. Sucks.

So, at least I caught it on time, and I just had to deal with the normal aching I get instead of full blown Armageddon in my uterus. Yay!

Well, after that, I left work early so I could go get my second fill! I was so excited! My weigh-in showed I lost 3 pounds since the 19th of July, but the girl who took my weight said that I really lost 8 pounds of fat and gained 5 pounds of muscle. Cool. :)

So my fill was done by the hunky doctor's wife, who's the Physician's Assistant there. Now, this fill didn't go quite as good as my other one. My port was misbehaving badly. It kept tilting, and she said one of the screws may have come loose so that's why it kept moving.

Basically, they had to lay me down and poke and push around inside me with that needle for a good fifteen minutes before they got it in. All I gotta say is ouch. I'm gonna be tender there for a couple of days.

After all that nonsense, she gave me a pretty aggressive fill: an additional 3ccs. Even I can feel a difference from just drinking fluids, though that might be due to the swelling. I'm not gonna cheat this time, and I'm gonna stick to liquids for the next 48 hours. I really don't want to make myself puke. But I'm now at 6ccs in my band! I bet things are gonna be quite different now. :)

Yeah, so that's still not the end of my day.

After my fill, I had my session with my trainer, Joe Lee. He totally whooped my ass today. No freakin' kidding. He turned that shit up a couple of knotches!

I jogged, I ran, I butt-kicked, I lunged, I side-to-sided, I pushed-up, I sat against a pillar in a squat position (and patty-caked with Joe Lee at the same time, ha!), I high-kneed, I even wheel-barrowed him. Yeah, that's right. He got on his hands, I held his ankles, and wheel-barrowed him around the gym.

Then, he found a rolling chair, put 180 lbs of weights on it, sat on top of it, and made me push him around the gym for three circuits, making me sprint half of the way. He started making race car noises when I was doing that. People were staring, lol.

There was even a guy who was working with another personal trainer at the same time who came up to me and said, "Man, that guy is kicking your ass." Ha! He sure as hell did. But I had fun! Now, I'm trying to recuperate because my legs still feel like jelly!

Now it's time for me to make some soup, because I'm starving. I hope you guys have a great week. :)

Weigh-In Thursday!

Initial: 266
Last Week: 251.6
This Week: 252.2
Change:  - 0.6
Overall: 14.4

Hey, look guys! I lost some weight. :D

So, I haven't been blogging much this week. I've been freakin' swamped, though. Between my trainer, my job, my lazy boyfriend and my cat, I've been so busy. Last night was my first night of more than 5 hours of sleep this week. Jeez!

So, this was my first official week with my trainer, Joe Lee. I like him. He's cool, down to earth, and very motivational. Also, while he's kicking my ass at every workout, it's not so intense that I want to strangle him for what he's done to me. :P He did mention that he was doing this intentionally, and that we are going to have an intense workout on Monday.

How intense, you ask?

Well, I get to push his truck up and down the parking lot in 5:00pm Texas heat.

Yeah, can't wait for that. -_-

So!

As for my Band, well...nothing's really happening. Hehe. I still don't have any restriction, so it's just chillin' there, being all Band-y and whatnot. It's so much a part of me, that I totally forget I have it sometimes. My next fill is on Monday, so we'll see how that goes.

Did you guys see my counter for the Rock n Roll Marathon? 100 days!! Wow, I have a lot longer than I thought. But still, 100 days... I wonder how much my body can transform in 100 days? I need to take some picture to track my progress, don't you think?

I have a question for you guys. Do any of you go to therapy after you've received the Band? The psychologist who did my evaluation for the band highly recommended that those who undergo weight  loss surgery should continue bi-weekly therapy. I'm totally for additional therapy and support, and my psychologist is so nice and knowledgeable! I go every two weeks to tell her about my weight loss and progress, and about my goals and struggles. She gives me advice and is generally helping me to improve the quality of my life. I honestly think everyone should be doing this after having the surgery, especially since most of us will go through some very trying times before we accomplish our goal and need that professional advice.

Well, it's time for dinner, folks! I'm making those awesome Tuna Cakes I made last week. They were sooooo delicious, I can't get enough!

Oh, my page is nice and bright now! No more dark, looming page of doom, lol.

Okay, okay, I'm really gonna go now!! See you guys later!