janetlin: (Body)
Been a while, hm? Weeks 9 and 10 I merely held steady, and week 11 I started actually creeping back up the scale, so by week 12 I hadn't wanted to post. But it's the end of another "month" now and I decided I would post my numbers today no matter what they were (which, in turn, made me try a little harder to make sure they would be numbers I could stand) and I'm happy to say they are - with only one exception - either the same or better than they were for week 8. I took way too long catching back up and I've more than eaten (ha, pun kind of intended) through the buffer zone I had built up. There are ~30 weeks left and I have 38 lbs left to lose. Doable, but I can't afford another two months of backsliding and then catching back up.

Weight: -12 lbs
Upper arm: -.9 inches
Chest: -2.5
Waist: -2.0
Hips: -2.0
Thigh: -2.25
janetlin: (Body)
Weight: -12 lbs.
Upper arm: -.75 inches
Waist: -2.25
Hip: -1.75
Thigh: -2.25

At this rate I will be 117 lbs at the end of the year. Ha! No, that's junior high weight and I have no desire to get down quite that low.

I also think I'm going to stop posting these weekly. I'll still weigh and measure every week, because this is one Excel spreadsheet where I actually like to see red numbers ;) But I'll probably only put it up here biweekly or monthly or maybe just when I hit benchmarks like every five pounds or inch or two. Eh, those benchmarks look like they'd come out to a monthly post anyway so I think I'll just figure on that.

I have also realized, belatedly, that I should have taken a "before" picture. Oops.
janetlin: (Weight loss)
Weight: -11 lbs. !!!
Upper arm: -0.75 inches
Chest: gonna stop posting this until I'm done breastfeeding
Waist: -2.5
Hip: -1.5
Thigh: -1.75

I forgot to post my stats for last week and now I can't find the paper I wrote them down on. But this week is woohoo! The first ten pounds went down ahead of schedule.
janetlin: (Ded)
Alan's store had their end-of-(fiscal)year employee party on Sunday, and my lovely Mom came up to stay with the kids so we could go out and have some grown-up socializing. There was bowling and laser tag and an arcade and potluck and much fun was had by all. Perhaps too much fun for them's of us who are out of shape. Two games of laser tag seemed like a fine idea at the time, but the next day we could barely walk. Alan was sent home from work on Tuesday because he couldn't stand up straight. Only just today was I able to walk up the stairs at work without wincing. The cane I got for my birthday was looking like a rather practical gift, actually.

I seriously have no idea how we could have hurt ourselves so badly and not realized it at the time.
janetlin: (Body)
Still doing pretty good, numbers-wise. As far as lifestyle change goes, though, I could be doing a bit better. I haven't been exercising at all, and I know these kind of results aren't going to continue on diet alone for much longer. BUT I have discovered Pandora, and created a "beat" station so I intend to use it to dance like a maniac once the kids are in bed and before Alan comes home, so that should help. :D

Weight: -9 lbs.
Upper arm: -.5 inches
Chest: +3.75 (what I wouldn't have given for this in high school!)
Waist: -2 = below 40"!!!!! yay!
Hip: -1.75
Thigh: -1.5

So I treated myself to a new pair of work pants A SIZE SMALLER than the last pair of jeans I bought, back in December. More expensive than just getting a belt for said jeans, yes, but _so_ much more gratifying.
janetlin: (Weight loss)
Well, the first month went out with more of a whimper than a bang. Alan's folks came into town this past week, and unfortunately I let entertaining them distract me from following the meal plan. :( Luckily, everything pretty much just held steady, so at least I haven't lost any ground. Man, it's a thin line between "kind of not really following the plan" and still managing to drop some pounds and inches, and "not following it at all but thinking I'm making good choices" and holding steady. Evidently my "good choices" thing still needs a bit more practice before I can take the training wheels off.

Weight: -7 lbs
Upper arm: -.75 inches
Chest: +3.5 (am starting to think I took that initial measurement on a particularly, um, "deflated" day)
Waist: -1.25
Hip: -1.75
Thigh: -1.5
janetlin: (Body)
Feeling positive about negative numbers!

Weight: -7 lbs
Upper arm: -.5 inches
Chest: +3.5 (but that's down from last week so woo!)
Waist: -1.0
Hip: -1.5
Thigh: -1.75

At this rate I might just have to buy a new swimsuit this summer. ;)
janetlin: (Weight loss)
I don't know what happened, but I was horrible about following the menu plan this week. Almost none of the meals looked appetizing so I made a lot of substitutions, but tried to stick as close as I could to the food exchange values on the plan. My sleeping was bad, too: I stayed up late a lot, which meant that the following morning I either slept in or was too hurried for breakfast. Ick.

The numbers came out okay, though, which is a good sign that I'm at least being more conscious of what I eat and making better choices, which ultimately is what this whole thing is about. I say 50 lbs because that'll get me to the weight I was before I got pregnant with Morgan, but honestly I just want to feel healthy again and if that happens at a different weight, I'll be cool with that.

Weight: -4 lbs (cumulative, not just since last week)
Upper arm: -.25 inches
Chest: +4
Waist: -.5
Hip: -1
Thigh: -1.25
janetlin: (Weight loss)
Toward the end of last month, I decided that this year I would finally lose all this extra weight I've been carrying around ever since my first pregnancy, and in general just learn to make healthier choices. I have approximately fifty pounds to lose, and there are approximately fifty weeks in a year: more than enough time to break a bad habit and replace it with a good one.

Of course I had this dream of just radically changing my eating habits and never looking back. Well, this past week didn't go like that, and in hindsight I realize it's probably better that I didn't shock my system that much. I followed the meal plan probably 80% of the time, though I didn't drink nearly enough water. But baby steps, right? And the results aren't too shabby:

Weight: -3 lbs
Upper arm: +.25 inches
Chest: +1 (still nursing, so take any changes here with a grain of salt)
Waist: -1.5
Hip: -1.25
Thigh: -.5
janetlin: (Pregnancy)
I generally don't like to complain about anything concerning pregnancy; I've been blessed, twice, with pretty much not having anything to complain about anyway, and it's probably the only situation I would let someone call me a lucky bitch and not object. It makes me uncomfortable when other women do, though. When they moan and groan about their aches and pains, their swelling, their nausea. When they act put-upon and imply our say outright that their partner and/or offspring better be grateful, that they can't wait for it to be over, and when they refer to their fetus in unkind terms.

If you're the same way, skip this entry. I'll probably make myself uncomfortable, too, when I look back on it tomorrow after I'm out of this funk. But for now I need to vent.

The belly itchiness I mentioned earlier has ramped up in the last week. The surface of my belly now feels taut like a drum, sometimes to the point of pain. There's about a two inch long strip to the left of my belly button that I constantly feel compelled to check, because it feels like my skin has actually burst apart there. It has that sore kind of burning sensation that a laceration would (_really_ disconcerting, dudes). _Every_ bump and poke feels like it leaves a bruise, both inside and out. Not helped by the steering wheel now rubbing against me and I can't scoot the seat back any farther or my legs won't reach the pedals.

One of my pairs of maternity pants is actually too tight on my belly now (still lovely on the hips and legs, though) and I suspect the other is not far behind. So, I went on a little shopping binge with my birthday money and ordered some more clothes, including a dress to match my new hat I'm intending to wear at Easter.

NONE OF THEM FIT PROPERLY. Well, they - mostly shirts, and said dress - fit perfectly across my shoulders and chest, and from the bustline up they're all _super_ cute. But NONE of them fit The Bump. What the hell? I mean, despite the stretched-out feeling I mentioned above, I wouldn't consider my bump "big," I'd say I'm average for eight and a half months. I certainly haven't been getting "are you having twins?" questions or anything. I measured the other day, out of curiosity, and am currently 43" around. I remember measuring fifty something toward the end with Morgan. TEN MORE INCHES IN THE NEXT MONTH OH GOD HOW WILL I NOT BURST APART AT THE SEAMS? But anyway, I certainly wouldn't expect that maternity clothes wouldn't fit me. Unless fashion only caters to the second trimester now.

So I'm disappointed and sad because I was _so_ looking forward to having these new clothes and I'd been looking forward to their arrival all week, especially the dress. And as I said, they fit the rest of me perfectly so I don't want to just return them for the next size up, because that wouldn't hang quite right from my shoulders and I might as well just throw a tent over my head.

Pout.
janetlin: (Pregnancy)
I generally don't like to complain about anything concerning pregnancy; I've been blessed, twice, with pretty much not having anything to complain about anyway, and it's probably the only situation I would let someone call me a lucky bitch and not object. It makes me uncomfortable when other women do, though. When they moan and groan about their aches and pains, their swelling, their nausea. When they act put-upon and imply our say outright that their partner and/or offspring better be grateful, that they can't wait for it to be over, and when they refer to their fetus in unkind terms.

If you're the same way, skip this entry. I'll probably make myself uncomfortable, too, when I look back on it tomorrow after I'm out of this funk. But for now I need to vent.

The belly itchiness I mentioned earlier has ramped up in the last week. The surface of my belly now feels taut like a drum, sometimes to the point of pain. There's about a two inch long strip to the left of my belly button that I constantly feel compelled to check, because it feels like my skin has actually burst apart there. It has that sore kind of burning sensation that a laceration would (_really_ disconcerting, dudes). _Every_ bump and poke feels like it leaves a bruise, both inside and out. Not helped by the steering wheel now rubbing against me and I can't scoot the seat back any farther or my legs won't reach the pedals.

One of my pairs of maternity pants is actually too tight on my belly now (still lovely on the hips and legs, though) and I suspect the other is not far behind. So, I went on a little shopping binge with my birthday money and ordered some more clothes, including a dress to match my new hat I'm intending to wear at Easter.

NONE OF THEM FIT PROPERLY. Well, they - mostly shirts, and said dress - fit perfectly across my shoulders and chest, and from the bustline up they're all _super_ cute. But NONE of them fit The Bump. What the hell? I mean, despite the stretched-out feeling I mentioned above, I wouldn't consider my bump "big," I'd say I'm average for eight and a half months. I certainly haven't been getting "are you having twins?" questions or anything. I measured the other day, out of curiosity, and am currently 43" around. I remember measuring fifty something toward the end with Morgan. TEN MORE INCHES IN THE NEXT MONTH OH GOD HOW WILL I NOT BURST APART AT THE SEAMS? But anyway, I certainly wouldn't expect that maternity clothes wouldn't fit me. Unless fashion only caters to the second trimester now.

So I'm disappointed and sad because I was _so_ looking forward to having these new clothes and I'd been looking forward to their arrival all week, especially the dress. And as I said, they fit the rest of me perfectly so I don't want to just return them for the next size up, because that wouldn't hang quite right from my shoulders and I might as well just throw a tent over my head.

Pout.
janetlin: (Goofing off)
I am at my Dad's, house- and dog-sitting while he goes on a motorcycle cruise through Southern California, Arizona, Utah, and Nevada. I am looking forward to a week full of doing a whole lot of nothing.

Well, not actually nothing. I have grand plans for getting a ton of writing done while I am up here all by myself and the Monkey is home in Sac with [livejournal.com profile] kiwifruitbat. Also I have several pounds and inches I would like to sacrifice to Dad's Bowflex (which will need to be dusted first. Tsk, tsk, Dad.)

It will be a little weird, though, without Alan around for so long. I've grown accustomed to his face. ;) Not to mention I will have to cook my own food! Oh noes! Looks like those pounds and inches won't be so hard to shed after all, heh. But, I have lost four pounds in the past three weeks. Slower than I would like, but I admit I'm not being as faithful to the menu plan and exercise regimen as I could/should have been. It's nice that half-assing it still provides _some_ results, though.

Also I elected not to bring my own computer up here, so I'm on Dad's. No fiddling with cords and whatnot, and his monitor is, like, half again as big as mine, but he doesn't have Word (he rolls with Notepad, baby. Yeah), so the aforementioned writing will need to be by hand or in Google docs.
janetlin: (Goofing off)
I am at my Dad's, house- and dog-sitting while he goes on a motorcycle cruise through Southern California, Arizona, Utah, and Nevada. I am looking forward to a week full of doing a whole lot of nothing.

Well, not actually nothing. I have grand plans for getting a ton of writing done while I am up here all by myself and the Monkey is home in Sac with [livejournal.com profile] kiwifruitbat. Also I have several pounds and inches I would like to sacrifice to Dad's Bowflex (which will need to be dusted first. Tsk, tsk, Dad.)

It will be a little weird, though, without Alan around for so long. I've grown accustomed to his face. ;) Not to mention I will have to cook my own food! Oh noes! Looks like those pounds and inches won't be so hard to shed after all, heh. But, I have lost four pounds in the past three weeks. Slower than I would like, but I admit I'm not being as faithful to the menu plan and exercise regimen as I could/should have been. It's nice that half-assing it still provides _some_ results, though.

Also I elected not to bring my own computer up here, so I'm on Dad's. No fiddling with cords and whatnot, and his monitor is, like, half again as big as mine, but he doesn't have Word (he rolls with Notepad, baby. Yeah), so the aforementioned writing will need to be by hand or in Google docs.

NaNoWriMeh

Nov. 18th, 2009 11:19 pm
janetlin: (NaNoWriMo)
Blerg. No calendar or graph widget tonight because the bright red boxes are real downers. I am past the midway point of 25k but still way short of the 30k that was tonight's goal. This cold/allergy/sinus whatever has been kicking my ass and Monday and Tuesday I wrote absolutely nothing. Tonight I only did ~1500 but that feels like a _lot_ in comparison. I now need to do 2000+ every day in order to make it (that's only a little "plus," though). My characters have pretty much stopped talking to me and the plot has come to a screeching halt and I feel like we all (me and them) are standing around looking at each other like, "Dude, who was supposed to bring the plot?" "Not me, I thought she was in charge of the plot." "Me?! I haven't been in charge for two and a half weeks now, you hijackers! Now do something interesting!" "Um, like what?"

*facepalm*

So, y'know, that's ... coming along.

NaNoWriMeh

Nov. 18th, 2009 11:19 pm
janetlin: (NaNoWriMo)
Blerg. No calendar or graph widget tonight because the bright red boxes are real downers. I am past the midway point of 25k but still way short of the 30k that was tonight's goal. This cold/allergy/sinus whatever has been kicking my ass and Monday and Tuesday I wrote absolutely nothing. Tonight I only did ~1500 but that feels like a _lot_ in comparison. I now need to do 2000+ every day in order to make it (that's only a little "plus," though). My characters have pretty much stopped talking to me and the plot has come to a screeching halt and I feel like we all (me and them) are standing around looking at each other like, "Dude, who was supposed to bring the plot?" "Not me, I thought she was in charge of the plot." "Me?! I haven't been in charge for two and a half weeks now, you hijackers! Now do something interesting!" "Um, like what?"

*facepalm*

So, y'know, that's ... coming along.
janetlin: (Default)
Well, the good work of the antibiotics seems to have plateaued. Yesterday my cough was worse and today was much the same, with the addition of some nausea. I felt bleh all day long and wasn't sure about going to the reception tomorrow. Went in to the doc this evening and she took another x-ray and right there was the sort of cloudy-looking pneumonia in my right lung. She says the important thing is that the fever is gone (which means we got the right antibiotics). The cough is likely to be all over the place. Joy. But she says I'm not too contagious anymore, so going to the reception tomorrow is cool, just not to snuggle on the baby. Also she gave me some punched-up cough syrup with codeine that hopefully will do a better job of managing the cough than the Robitussin. Which is nice because it sounds like I'm looking at another week of this B.S.
janetlin: (Default)
Well, the good work of the antibiotics seems to have plateaued. Yesterday my cough was worse and today was much the same, with the addition of some nausea. I felt bleh all day long and wasn't sure about going to the reception tomorrow. Went in to the doc this evening and she took another x-ray and right there was the sort of cloudy-looking pneumonia in my right lung. She says the important thing is that the fever is gone (which means we got the right antibiotics). The cough is likely to be all over the place. Joy. But she says I'm not too contagious anymore, so going to the reception tomorrow is cool, just not to snuggle on the baby. Also she gave me some punched-up cough syrup with codeine that hopefully will do a better job of managing the cough than the Robitussin. Which is nice because it sounds like I'm looking at another week of this B.S.
janetlin: (Default)
So. I have pneumonia.

The doc was concerned about my continued high temps so we went in yesterday. My oxygen saturation was down and the doc could hear the rattling/crackling low in my ribs. It's kind of weird to feel relieved, but at least now it's something treatable. I'm on antibiotics - pill version of the liquid we were giving Morgan - and it seems to be going well. This morning for the first time I woke up with a normal temperature. Usually (well, over the past week) it's high in the mornings and then drops later in the day. Last night around ten I had a bowl of cereal, to take advantage of being able to injest milk. Looks like now maybe I didn't need to, and could have saved the last of the frosted mini-wheats for this morning. Oh well. Today I had a granola bar before I took my antibiotic and it went _so_ much better. I should know not to trust any pill that says it can be taken without food.
janetlin: (Default)
So. I have pneumonia.

The doc was concerned about my continued high temps so we went in yesterday. My oxygen saturation was down and the doc could hear the rattling/crackling low in my ribs. It's kind of weird to feel relieved, but at least now it's something treatable. I'm on antibiotics - pill version of the liquid we were giving Morgan - and it seems to be going well. This morning for the first time I woke up with a normal temperature. Usually (well, over the past week) it's high in the mornings and then drops later in the day. Last night around ten I had a bowl of cereal, to take advantage of being able to injest milk. Looks like now maybe I didn't need to, and could have saved the last of the frosted mini-wheats for this morning. Oh well. Today I had a granola bar before I took my antibiotic and it went _so_ much better. I should know not to trust any pill that says it can be taken without food.
janetlin: (Body)
Not going to call this one a diet report because it has nothing to do with the diet and everything to do with being sick and lacking an appetite and not doing much over the past week other than sleep and watch Stargate. We haven't been bothering to count calories; it's more a matter of "What will Sierra eat?" Things _taste_ funny now. The other day I was craving milk because I've been off it for like a week because of the fever, but I decided to risk it and have a glass anyway. The funky taste was not worth the coating it gave my throat and the coughs for the rest of the night. Grr. Anyway, I was curious if I've backslid or holding steady or what, so I measured today.

weight: -9 lbs. (-2 since last report)
upper arm: -1.25 in. (-.5)
chest: -1.25 in. (no change)
waist: -2.25 in. (-1)
hip: -1.75 in. (no change)
thigh: -2 in. (-1)

Well, at least there's no positive numbers in there. So, holding steady with a little bit of improvement.

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