Future-istic

I wish I could see into the future.

I wish I could know what I will look like when I get into the healthy weight. I'm not aiming for a specific size, I am just aiming not to be overweight anymore.

Let's talk about  this passed week.  I had decided to go off plan this past week. I decided that I would eat the "grocery store" food that we have on hand here, because we were are running more than incredibly low on our meal replacements. I wanted to save these for when we go back to school, as we were on Spring Break, and I NEED the on the go meal replacements to chow down on between classes, otherwise it would not be uncommon to go eight hours or more without eating, which is not good for anyone to do, much less for someone who is attempting to lose weight.

I discussed my plan with Dean, and he told me that I was not going to go off plan this passed week, he decided to go off plan, so that I may continue to lose weight. So, that is what we did.

Although I tried my best to stay on plan, there was a couple of days I screwed up. I didn't eat as scheduled, some days I just got to busy to remember to throw meal replacements in my car. Friday night was the worst example of this. I had planned to be gone for only a couple hours, granting me time to get home before the next feeding time, but I was having so much fun hanging out with my family, that I stayed several hours longer than I intended. I was starving by the end of the night. I did my best to drink tons of water in attempt to ignore the hunger, but I was still hungry, and feeling guilty that I was so stupid to forget food! I was even tempted to stop at a fast food chain and get a salad, but I decided to save some cash, and eat my rabbit food when I got home. Once I got home, I ate sensibly, only eating until I was full, taking extra precaution not to overly stuff my self. 

Dean has decided to go off plan for a while, so he attempted to go right back to his bad habits of purchasing and consuming what I refer to as "boxed crap."  Saturday night, we ran a ton of errands, including going to the market. The first thing he picked up and attempted to put in the cart was indeed "boxed crap" of course I had a look of disappointment on my face he asked skittishly "what???" I firmly told him that if he eats that, he will instantly gain five pounds back that he has lost  and that he would of just wasted 600 dollars on the meal replacements. This prompted him to read the nutritional facts. There was 32% fat in each serving, and the box claims it contains four servings, and its not uncommon at all for him to eat one box in one sitting. That adds up to a grand total of 140% of the daily value of fat. He decided to put it back on the shelf.  I won that battle! Whew.

Also,  apparently marriage is about compromise. I told Dean that I would go to a local casino to watch the dodgers play the diamondbacks Saturday night, if he went clothing shopping for me, and allowed me to get new pants!  He complained about clothes shopping, but did go.... and Guess what I got? A new pair of Pants!  Size 16. I tried on multiple other clothing items, but did not like one single item, and the pants were 10 bucks off. Major score. And yes, I know they perhaps are cheaper at a thrift store, I have gone there multiple times, looking for cheap clothes, and I can say with all honesty, I have not found anything I have liked. And, I kind of think that since I am down five pant sizes I deserve new pants that look great, feel fantastic, and will last me throughout the rest of my journey. And no, we didn't end up going to the casino to watch the game after all. Two wins for me, in one day!

Also, I think I have a plan to kind of off-set the cost of new clothes when I am done with the weight loss phase. My plan is to "steal" 10 dollars per week, set it aside, and that will become my clothing allowance when it's all said and done.  My estimated arrival date is sometime in August, this will add up to a couple hundred dollars to spend on a new wardrobe. Once I have my new clothes, and I am comfortably sitting in the healthy weight category,  we are going to Disneyland. We haven't decided if we are going to invite others to our party or not.

Dean has been doing this same weight loss program that I have been doing, sporadically, But, we are happy to announce that he has gone from the "obese category" on the BMI chart, to teetering on the "healthy category!" In fact, he is indeed in the healthy category, but we both desire that he loses another 10 pounds or so, just for good measure, and a little wiggle room. He now weighs in at 148.2 pounds... He was 210 at his heaviest.

I know some of you are anxiously reading through all the hoopla to get to the bottom of here, and are screaming in your heads: how much weight did you lose last week?!?! Patience people. The weight loss announcement is always at the bottom of these essays. As my journey is more than just what the scale says, and of course I have to incorporate everything regarding my journey, from learning new healthy habits, to winning battles on the home front, to dropping sizes, or whatever the case may be.

 The answer is as followed: The scale clocked me in at 190 this morning, thus indicating another five pounds lost last week!  That means I am 11 pounds away from breaking out of the "Obese" category on the BMI chart, and that I will then only be considered overweight, and not obese. I started out in the severely obese category. I hope I can hit that category by mother's day, but since I can't see in the future, I don't know when exactly that will happen.

And of course, here are some photos to grant all you nay sayers proof!

The scale.

 

Me! Wearing a pair of size 16 pants, and a shirt that I got a plus size store, about a year ago. One day, I'll purchase new shirts, I looked for some at Target and Kohls this passed week, but not one was up to my expectations of modesty.