A New High

Today's weigh in showed a total loss of 34 pounds.  I was so shocked I had to weigh twice to be sure and it was exactly the same a few minutes later.

I'd like to think it was my structured eating at Thanksgiving (which I totally enjoyed with my aunts and our families) or my hours of shopping and standing in line on Black Friday.

Truthfully, it might be because I got a hair cut last night.  If that's the case, I might be shaving it all soon...of course I'll call it a tribute to my Aunt Sandra (who is battling breast cancer). 

Let's see if I can get to 40 by Monday when I return for my one month check-up.

Finally!

Today I hit 25 pounds lost.  Seems I had been stuck on 24 for what seemed like forever.  I was so happy...that I ended up exercising even more than normal, so maybe that means more weight gone by next week.

Andrew had his first basketball practice today and I decided that rather than sit and watch him from the bleachers, I would actually walk the track outside.  It seemed to stretch on forever and while it ends where it begins, there is much twisting and turning and several hills.  I braved it anyway, knowing Thanksgiving is coming up and I'll be seeing family for the first time and I want them to see a difference.  Anyway, I made it around the gym, two soccer fields, three baseball fields and two tennis courts.  I have no idea how far that actually was, but I was very proud of myself for finishing it.

Then we got home and I decided I would walk Rosco too.  So I went around the whole block with him today, not just our street.  It was hard containing him while so many squirrels ran free, but we made it, and he even stopped when I told him to for passing cars, or for me to catch my breath.  So exciting to actually make the walk. 

Of course now my knee is screaming in pain and I can barely get off the couch, but that's okay because I got a shake weight and I can sit down for that while I work out my arms.  As goofy as this thing looked on TV I had to have one.  The claim that you'll see a difference in only 6 minutes a day has to be true, because after only 1 minute my arms are burning.  I haven't made 6 minutes yet, but I'll get there.

So today was a great day...two walks, a shake weight workout and 25 pounds lighter.  I feel great!

Weighing In

Finally got a scale for home so I can weigh whenever I want.  Before my surgery I would avoid scales the same way I avoid brussel sprouts.  But now I don't mind getting on the scale because each time it is less than the last time.

So far....23 pounds gone!

The Weekend

On Saturday, to thank my friend Anne-Marie for being my support person, I treated us to lunch and a movie.  We went to the AMC Fork & Screen theater where you can order food and watch a movie.  We saw "The Ides of March", which is an excellent political thriller, and dined on potato skins and cheese sticks. She also had a salad and a cheeseburger and we took most of it home to her boyfriend as neither of us could eat all we had ordered.

Sunday, after watching my victorious Falcons, I had to run to the pet store for some puppy pads and then decided to head over to Discover Mills to shop.  So I parked, walked into the mall, went to the Levi's store, then Eddie Bauer where I got Andrew some jeans (which he disliked) and a shirt (which he did like).  Then I walked back around the mall to the Bath and Body Works store where I stocked up on Moonlight Path.  I'll definitely be smelling good when I return to work tomorrow.

Here is the best thing...I walked 45 minutes total in the mall, without sitting down once!  And when I got home and relaxed, I was still able to get right up without my back hurting.  My knee hurts of course, but I my back is holding up well.  I'm so excited that walking is not so painful. Rosco's pretty happy about it too, although he was probably more happy that I couldn't finish the bowl of soup I had for dinner and he was the beneficiary of the remainder.

So excited to get back to work tomorrow!

The Egg

Well finally, I made it to the day I get to eat an egg.  Yes, one week post-op and I can finally have something other than liquids.  The egg was careful removed from the crate and placed in the pot.  The burner turned on high.  The pot of water filled to just the top of the egg and placed on the burner.  Ten minutes later the egg sat resting on the stove top.  I'm not sure if that was my lips smacking or Rosco's, but no way I was sharing this with him.  A few treats and he is back in his crate and I am cracking a hard boiled egg.

I sliced it and put a small amount in my mouth.  It was heavenly.  I think angels might have been singing, or maybe that was my stomach rumbling its thanks.  In any event, it was the most glorious egg I had ever eaten.

After my visit to the doctor where I was cleared for soft pureed foods, I had chicken salad for dinner.  It was likely the best food I have ever eaten. 

So to answer the age old question of which came first the chicken or the egg...I still don't know, since I ate them both, and it was divine.