Sunday Sep 25, 2016

Wt 220   Cal  1065

More of the Airstream floor squats. I should finish up today. Thanks Shel for reminding me that 2 years ago I not only couldn't do the squats to install the floor but I also would not have fit in the bathroom.  Thankful for my VSG!!!  

I have made outdoor chairs a couple of years ago because the weight I was carrying would break a regular chair.  I sold a few to people that were wanting it for the same reason.  Recently I made a slat for one of the chairs that broke because a 400 lb person sat in it.  My heart ached for the person.  The embarrassment she must have felt. I used to tell people they were rated for 360# because I would sit in every chair.  I made 2 slats for free and was again thankful for my VSG.  

Hope you have a great day. 

121's, yoga and awesome steps yesterday

My embarrassing chair story (which one to choose, which one to choose....):  I was at a restaurant continuing ed presentation....the kind drug companies pay for in a very nice restaurant.  Those on hand to witness included many peers and higher ups.  It looked like more people had shown up than they expected so we crowded together. The chairs were sturdy but they were narrow and had arms that held me in a death grip.

 I was immensely physically uncomfortable but mostly I was worried that someone would see the spectacle that was (I hoped) hidden underneath the table.   Suddenly I look up and I see a waitress heading to our table carrying an armless chair.  Her eyes bore into mine.  I began to panic, I hoped we needed additional seating for late arrivals.  

But, no, the chair was for me.  She kindly said "you can not be comfortable."  I realized we had to switch chairs. I would have to extricate myself from the current chair which had rooted into me.  Others would have to get up and make way for the chair swap.

My visual memory goes dark at this point but I viscerally remember the horror of being super fat in public.  I don't blame the waitress, by the way. 

Anyhoo, after that I would arrive by myself (no more carpooling) and if I was worried about the chairs I would turn around and leave.  Eventually, I came up with excuses to avoid the whole darn thing.  Isolating behaviors became more and more the norm.

Yes, thankful for VSG!

Go sit in a skinny chair today and revel in the glory that you not only fit, but there is extra room. 

Shel

I am convinced on some paranoid level of my psyche that I am gaining weight! Damn, I'm really far more dependent on the scale than I realized! However, my food remains on point. I am not demanding WL calorie level of myself this weekend. I don't think I need to add that extra little bit of stress to my life. However, I'm keeping calories just around 1400-1500 per day, which for me is just about or slightly below my maintenance level. 

We had a nice celebration of Lucy's life last night. It involved 2 restaurants - one for eats and the other for dessert! LOL! Again, I was able to eat very little. At the dessert restaurant I had a kiddie scoop of ice cream with a little syrup and whip. The waitress who knows I eat strangely threw back her head and laughed at my request for a kiddie sundae and with good nature said absolutely. The rest of the gang went no holds barred. Our friend Kathryn was up for the Waffle Colossal (a banana split atop of a huge freshly made waffle), but I refused to cooperate. Since I would not share with her she got upside down apple walnut pie a la mode instead (one of my favorite pies of all time!). I learned something new about milkshakes last night, too. They now do mix ins like they do for ice cream. Our other friend had a peanut butter pie milkshake. That's right, a piece of peanut butter pie blended into a milkshake! Is it any wonder we are a nation of obesity? I was slightly taken back by how much my dining companions were able to chow down last night. I also understood why I was the smallest at the table - even though I weigh more than all of them. 

Shoulder is still quite bad. I took two left over vicodin from gum surgery last night before bed so that I could sleep. It did help, but I sure felt groggy this morning. I stayed in bed a lot longer than I usually do. I don't like that so much, but I do like that I slept! 

Luckily, I do not have any chair stories. However, I do have stories of not being able to get in or out of my car in a tight parking lot. I actually got stuck in the door trying to squeeze out of the car once and panicked. I was able to get back in the car. My heart was pounding and I was a sweaty mess. I couldn't face finishing my errand and so I left. I didn't even try to find another parking space. I just had to leave. I probably went and ate something to get over it! I still have a fear of tight parking spaces. I am always surprised when I fit between two closely parked cars or am able to exit and enter my car with the door only ajar. Ron reminded me the other day (week?) that while I may not be at my ultimate goal I have never returned to being the obese, out of shape person I once was. 

Looking forward to a week of healing! 

I parked at SAMs once and came back to find two closely parked cars.  I could squeeze in now but not even close then. I have a Honda Pilot so I crawled in through the back, over the seats, somehow wound up in the passenger seat, then over to the driver seat.  I thought I was going to have a heart attack before I got the air turned on.  I would rather walk than close park.  It was embarrassing.  

The pie shake sounds wonderful.  I don't want it but sounds wonderful.  

Greetings Fabulous Ones

Well i am up to 132. Not sure why other than its a handful of peanuts here and a cheese stick there. Last nights dinner was fish with a little pesto sauce and zucchini with a sprinkle of parmesan cheese. Ate 3 Andes mints. Why did hubby have to bring those home?

Went to the grand opening of the new health food grocery in our dinky town. It was quite a party and we picked up hubby's favorite protein powder and a few other things like turkey bacon. 

Took Tesla for a walk. She loves to run through the leaves and bounce off our spongy heather plants. Gotta do more of that today and cousin Tiggy is going to visit. 

Well I don't think I ever broke a chair but sure sat in some uncomfortable ones. Had an opposite experience - after having lost my weight I was in my studio chair which is a little chair on wheels. I leaned way over to grab something and proceeded to tip the whole chair over and landed on my butt. I no longer had a big "ballast butt" to weight down the chair when I leaned over and the imbalance put me over the tipping point. That never happened before. 

Well our beloved Cornhuskers beat Northwestern yesterday in a killer good game. Close and exciting. 

Well, better get with it doing something useful. By the end of next week the house should be purple!   The painter and I go around singing "Purple Rain".          Diane S

Am late .

Kairk, sorry about Lucy.  Painful.   And congrats on making wise food choices.  

 Dave , thank you , on behalf of all us morbidly obese people for your sensitivity.    While I don't have any chair stories, for many years wore only slip on shoes because of the terror of shoe laces.   

A great food day with lots of walking and lots of pain.  Life goes on.

I'm back from my scrapping weekend. Didn't eat as well as I did last year but still way better then I would have eaten pre-VSG. I am expecting some scale damage tomorrow however. I was able to go for hikes both Friday and Saturday and just hit 10,000 steps today with moving stuff since I got back home!

Heck, I couldn't get into my car on Wednesday after work due to someone parking way too close and I'm skinny! Had to get in on the passenger side and schimmy on over. My embarrassing "too tight" story involves an inner tube, a lazy river at a water park and a baby! I had taken my children to the water park by myself and decided to do the lazy river with my youngest (he was probably 1 1/2 at the time). Getting in the tube was fine, just hold baby and plop down in tube in the shallow water. The problem came when it was time to exit the tube. Baby couldn't swim and I couldn't gracefully get out of the tube. I called over the lifeguard to take the baby and proceeded to try to get my fat ass out of the inner tube. I ended up flipping over ass in the air before I became unstuck. Thank God I didn't have the baby in my arms at the time. The lifeguard could not help but laugh at the spectacle I made of myself and I just sheepishly grabbed my baby and got outta there!