Emotional roller coaster...

Yanno what's really making me crazy?  NO. of course you don't... so.. I'll tell ya.. My mood swings with the scale - plain and simple. For several days I was wrestling with 2 lbs on the scale.  When it hit 238, I went into an instant good mood.  When it went back up to 240, I became an ogre.  Last night it hit 242... so I went to bed and didn't even want to chat with my favorite person.  This afternoon, it hit 236 and I was running around cooking and bopping back and forth doing this and that like a happy little camper.  Ok.. got TOM yesterday and took a lasix today.. so I tried not to stress TOO much, but if I would have stayed up, I would have obsessed endlessly until I couldn't sleep at all. This is almost maddening.   Why can't I just ENJOY the ride?  I wanna get there so badly that I could almost taste it.   I'm gettin' all nervous and jerky ova heah...

Because your a woman and you want everything! hehe  Have you ever thought about wieghing yourself only once a week??  How your emotions make you eat when you see the number go haywire makes me think maybe you should give it a shot.  

Sit down , enjoy your ride!  Watcha cooking by the way?  I'm hungry! :) hehe 

Last evening I roasted chicken leg quarters and steamed zucchini & yellow squash w/butter salt, pepper and romano for Jon.. the kids got peas.   They hate anything but corn and peas and they're 21 and 23, so it's hard to convince 'em to mow on the broccoli. Of course, I went to bed at like 8:30 so I didn't have to deal with the boredom.. and of course, I was up at 3:30am again.  I just made Jon's breakfast and set it aside for when he gets up.. made his lunch and snack (ok.. so at 61 he looks a little silly carrying a lunch pail).. LOL  He's lucky I didn't get him a Star Wars lunch pail!   I almost wish I didn't have to cook because making different meals has become an arduous task and it puts way too much temptation in front of me.  I try to keep the meat or poultry the same for everyone but it doesn't always work out that way.  I don't eat crazy when the scale is all over the place....  the only thing I end up doing is tweaking.  I'll leave off a little of this or a little of that in hopes of putting that scale in it's place.  I'm definitely determined to get out of this prison.... I just want it NOW!  Maybe I AM turning back into a femal afterall?

With you on TOM weight gain. 

For me. when the PMS  hormone**** I feel like a fat ugly cow  and nothing in my wardrobe seems to look nice let alone fit.

Then to top off my 'bite somebody's head off' mood the scales turn nasty on me too.   

They go from "this weight is acceptable for now" to

"ha ha... suckling pig   strapped to your back! look at how much you weigh now!!! ha ha ha!!" overnight.

Best thing I have found is as soon as my weight 'balloons' I realise "hmmm they're arriving" then stay away from the scales until it's all over- then magically, I am back to normal!

It's just the way our bodies work with those hormone times.  Avoiding the scales at that TOM helps me not get too extra hormonally agro over it.

Em

I always feel fat and ugly and avoid mirrors at any cost so that wouldn't be a hint.. lol  Clothes.. wow.. what are clothes.  I've been running on one pair of danskin shorts and one pair of danskin capris for the last 25 lbs.  My old shirts are now fitting me like mini dresses.. and that's just fine.  My motivation is a gorgeous pair of black leather pants and a burgundy leather halter my daughter picked up in Italy in a size 9.. tee hee.. like I'd EVER be a 9 again.  I WISH I knew when it was coming.  It's always a surprise!  SURPRISE!  I don't get cramps until the second day.. well.. that's too late for a hint.  I don't have a lot of emotional stuff going on.. or most of the time any for that fact, and if I do for some other reason, I get to blame it on TOM.  I guess I get a bit blue, but after years of depression, I can't tell what it's from... LOL Wait.. I think I got it... I get antsy!  I start thinking about how much cash I have on me and how far I could get with it.  I start thinking "maybe I should take a quick run up to Jersey".  Yea.. that's probably my clue.  When I lived in Florida and actually had money, I'd get antsy and make a reservation on the way to the airport.  I have very little impulse control.  I get restless, and the next thing I know I'm in Newark.  This is probably how I got to 310 lbs to begin with. wow.. learn something new every day!

Gurl, I am the same way, if I choose that. ......grabbing megaphone:  BACK A-WAAAAY FROM THE SCALE. If I cannot hang with what the scale might do, I don't get on it. My bariatric doc gave me the best advice for peeps like us:  whne you are doing all you can, stay away from the scale, it is what it is. AFTER hitting goal, THAT is when to get scale obessed and plan your food and movement accordingly. Doesn't that make sense? So, God knows I try to take me moods out of this, stay off, except for like once a month, and do what I know is right for my body to release the weight.  It's a slow boat to China, that's why we get so pissed.

"It's a slow boat to China, that's why we get so pissed." I gotta get over that one.  See.. if the boat's slow, I either take a plane or don't go.. and this isn't an option any longer! I know.. STEP AWAAAAAAAAAY FROM THE SCALE.. LOL

The worst bit about the slow boat is I kept hoping a leer jet would land. Cause once I decided to lose weight I wanted it gone yesterday.

Em

Oh and in case you haven't yet

STEP AWAY FROM THE SCALES....