Wake up call

Good, but I'm thinking maybe you're right. Oddly enough, I had 107g of protein yesterday total....well, alright, here are my numbers: Calories 1307 Fat 15 (21 with required Omega 3 supplement) Carbohydrates 168 Protein 107 Fiber 25.5 I notice, if I'm able to get in that much protein, my fiber intake goes down a little. And, I'm back down 3 lbs. Judging from my tracking, it looks like I can lose weight if my protein is around 75-85 AND I'm only taking in about 1,000 calories, or if my protein is around 100 and I'm taking in 1300 calories. I'm not sure, does that make sense to you?

Pammy - I sooooooooo did this over Christmas. Man - I just ate all the wrong things and almost hit 200 again. My problem was that I did not get on the scale for a long time. I HAVE to get on that stinking scale every day or else. The thing I am most thankful for now though is that in comparison to all those years gone by, getting it back off is not as hard. Yes, it means that I have to stay away from the crap, but before I would just have such hunger it wouldn't matter. I can still eat normal foods and get what I gain off, but I do need to step it up if I want to get the last 30 lbs off. Still, I'm pretty happy where I am at, and if I can maintain it, I'm thrilled. I just have to watch it and catch it before it creeps up on me. Good to see you posting to keep it real. I know the minute I start lying to myself it's all over. I did that for years. Lied to myself about my size, my weight, etc. Hell, I remember those old spring scales when I was a teen that weighed you differently based upon how you stood on it. I would find the lightest angle and that would be my chosen weight. I lied lied lied. And all it did was buy me more time for not paying attention to what was really going on - that I was soon never going to be able to see that number on my scale again no matter how I stood on it. I do have a friend who is still in that mode. I think she is using it as her motivation to continue losing, which she has done FABULOUSLY for the last couple of years - on her own. But for me, when I did that, it lulled me into a false sense of security, and it backfired. I hope it doesn't for her sake, but that fear is deeply etched in me because I know how easy it is to ignore what we don't want to hear. So now I tell my weight. I will be honest with my size. I won't hide it from people if they ask, or if they hedge the conversation but you know they want to know. I tell. And the reason I tell is because it keeps me from pulling the wool over my own eyes. And you know what? It's DAMNED refreshing! Keep on doing what you are doing Pammy, it will pay off in the end. The biggest battle is maintaining what we have obtained. And if we catch it at 5-10 lbs, it's a battle that we can easily win! Dina

This was awesome! here i thought i'd get a smack on the hand tipping the scale and i got so much support!!!! thank you thank you thank you wednesday day 2 of the new me started out great. kept with it too all day. weighed and measured drank drank drank. COFFEE! COFFEE! COFFEE! I'M ADDICTED TO THAT STUFF TOO!!!!! Which brings me to my story of the day... dunkin donuts employees are nasty little twits. today i wanted to take that tip cup that is a big old soup bowl and smack one of them in the head with it. I go into my (sorry) 4th dunkin donuts shop of the day, for coffee ONLY. Well its summer and school is out, so all these very young very in shape (at least at the beginning of a summer just starting to work at a donut shop he he he) young kids are working the day shifts. Well! this rotten kid behind the counter takes my order then rings me up, looks up to take my money goes opps and keys in a SENIOR DISCOUNT. ARGGGGGGG oh no. its the end of pammy's happy world. I am old. I am so old that the kid doesn't even be nice and say O mam (hated it the first time someone called me that) do you get a senior discount? he just hops right to the key and gives it to me. A few weeks back the same thing happened but I laughed it off. Of course the person behind the counter was either mean, bad eyes, or just not too bright to realize that I am not a senior citizen! The 2nd time that happened with that same week it wasn't again that i looked old it was becasue it was dark in the store. The 3rd time it happened I was tired and didn't want tot hink about it i just wanted my coffee. but today I can not ignore it. I am old. As quick as these old arthritic fingers could they dialed a local cosmetic surgeon. I'm going for a few consultation to someone who does face lifts! I can live with a droopy tummy its not that bad I am 53 and have had 3 kids and lost alot of weight. I'm not suppose to be totaly perfect at my age in the tummy area and truthfully its not bad I'm very lucky. Tall and lucky. But my under chin where I use to have several of them is droopy and cant be hidden during summer with a turtleneck. My crows feet/happy smiley liines right at the eyes are more pronounced now and I have droopy upper lids. Keep in mind I'm 53 and am exaggreating alittle tiny bit as to how nasty this wrinkles are. I am not fibbing I did make an appointment to a cosmetic surgeon. I can live with the underarm bat wings, i can live with the tiny droopy tummy, i can even live with the cottage cheese nasty ugly inner thighs I can NOT live with the thought that I am only 53 and some kid at dunkin gives me the 65 year old senior discount! i told my daughter i was going. boy oh boy did she have a fit. she also hadn't wanted me to have the gastic surgery but now likes the changes. she is a wonderful daughter but she also had pointed out a few weeks back that since i lost the weight i don't look as young as i use to. people use to always tell me that i looked so much younger than i was. I liked that! now i get the senior discount. i'm only 53! i don't mind people thinking i'm 53 or even 55 but 65??? NO! I REFUSE TO BE OLD BEFORE MY TIME! I will be like peter pan and never grow up! O wait maybe I want to be like dorian grey and not grown old? I'm gonna be both! if I got the face done and always stayed dressed I could pull off my real age I just know I could!

I was in my 30's the first time a kid called me Ma'm. I wanted to rip his lungs out through his nostrils. My dilemna for the last few weeks has been a weird acne outbreak. God has a wicked sense of humor. I should not have to battle wrinkles and acne at the same time. There is no justice. It's so true that chunky people look younger. Got a wrinkle? Eat a peanut butter cup and fill that sucker out. Arrrggghh! Hugs, Connie

Pam, thanks for this SOS - it reminds me once again that we do not need to go this alone! I applaud your determination and look forward to your next post that will let us know you are on the upswing. The important thing to remember is that when we slip, it's just a simple matter of getting back up and recommitting to our program - whatever that is for each of us individually. Look, sweetie, exercise works for me - so please don't feel you have to ask for my forgiveness for not exercising! I hope I haven't projected that I'm some sort of perfect running machine - this chickee ain't heading for the Olympics anytime soon! I only know that for ME, when I'm not moving my butt, my butt gets bigger. I simply have to work out to keep this weight off. Do I like it? Sometimes. Not always. Hey, no matter where we end up deciding to get together, I'd love the CT contingency to travel together. If by plane, I'll be right there holding your hand! In fact, I'm flying back home tomorrow from Colorado - on business...and I've probably gained several pounds with all the food they've thrown at us! I've slipped -- and I'll just get back up, that's all. Take care, sweetie. Reenie