Cookies are MEAN

Well, my week on plan is not yet over, but its Friday, so the weekday week is over.


There were some small victories this week.

Monday, I was in stats class. We were talking about Means.  He gave an example of mean cookie weight. This caused me to have a case of the giggles. I thought of "mean cookie weight" as in, you eat cookies, and the weight of the cookies (in pounds) is mean to get off! :) This will be profound in the coming days.

I had a monthly meeting at work on Tuesday night. And I work for some of the most awesome people in the world, they always like to make sure we are taken care of. This means they always provide an ample amount of food and beverages for us. This weeks menu was pizza, soda, and chocolates. That is the usual menu for meeting that occur in the evening.

Multiple people offered the soda, pizza, and chocolates. I politely told them no, and that I was doing this weight loss program. Some people even went to the lengths of putting these items on my desk, with the intent of making sure I was taken care of.  I politely moved these items (the chocolates) back towards the bowl. Ironically, and hysterically, all these chocolates that I denied were consumed by another health coach for the same weight loss program.  She said that bad habits of unhealthy eating started back up at Halloween.  All of the major holidays are only celebrated with a surge of sweet candies and goodies around.  Some of us workers made jokes about how Halloween is the "gateway drug" to bad habits. How true that is.  I took control of my life.

I didn't stray to far away from plan. I only ate "program approved foods" but, on Wednesday, I only ate three times. Adding up to only 330 calories, consumed all day. And the reason for this, is that in my marriage, I am consistently told how much of a worthless person I am, and how ridiculous of a person I am. So, I am punished by not allow me to consume food.  Ridiculous people are not worthy of fueling themselves, after all nobody wants us around anyway. (I told you secrets would be revealed through this blog)

Thursday,  was a hard day. I had an incredibly intense migraine. It was probably an aftermath of the lack of enough calories the previous day. I ate on schedule, inhaled multiple ibuprofens and meddled through the day. I was feeling better. After my three classes at UNLV, I ran into an old classmate. She was in the presence of her daughter and husband. They were also dragging a wagon full of girl scout cookies. Now, every year I buy the cookies. I remember having to do fundraising for my activities growing up. And, I think the girl (and boy scouts) teach our youth an unprecedented good amount of knowledge and skills that will last them a lifetime. I already bought, and consumed my required 1 package of cookies (ironically in front of Trader Joes, a health food store) before we got back on plan.  When this classmate asked if I wanted to purchase some cookies, I told her that I would love to but that I have lost some weight on this weight loss program, and that I don't want to screw it up!  And yes, of course, I thought about the "mean cookie weight" I don't want to eat those cookies, and end up back in the obesity ring again. Weight from cookies is mean to get off! I again, practiced control, of what I put in my body.

My official weigh in days are on Mondays, but I did sneak another weigh in today, my goal is to drop below 200 pounds by my official weigh in day. I don't know if that will occur or not, but it's so close I can taste it.  Yes, that is a long ways away from my total complete goal, but goals that are closer seem a lot more doable.