LadyGypsy.net – the blog of Kimberly Dowd of New Jersey

I refuse to count the weeks anymore. I think it’s week 18.

So I was SUPER on track with this diet until Easter, then I spun out on Cadbury Mini Eggs and that turned into pizza and bar food. Somehow.

Anyway, I went up to 164 lbs and have been back on plan this week. It shows…I lost 2 lbs and am back to 162.0 – which is the lowest yet for this attempt – 18.4 lbs.

Phase 2 starts today. I don’t think I’ll get the full 40 off by the wedding, but 30-35 would be spiffy.

I did order my bridesmaid dress finally. It’ll be coming in a size 10, which is not the 12 or 14 I could be wearing, and not the 8 I wanted to order. I’ll cope. It’s this one, but in black, and with a decently sized rack under it. It’ll be very pretty!!

Anything else going on? Not much. I’m feeling human again after being sick last week. My stomach’s a bit upset from something. I used to have a cast-iron stomach. Now, not so much.

Tonight’s “Cruise Night” in Collingswood so we’ll head out to see the old cars after work. I know nothing about classic cars but I love looking at them and listening to the bands. Plus, sitting on a stoop with a great guy and a slice of pizza on a gorgeous spring night? Bliss.

Finally, if you’re the prayerful type…WM really needs a teaching job. Unemployment’s a demoralizing drag. So if you’re in NJ and need a fresh and passionate history teacher on your staff, holler! If not, please pray that a great teaching job will be offered to him.

After a few weeks of no loss and a bit of gain, week 14 sees me at my lowest weight ever!*

Today I weighed in at 162.4 lbs, down 1.8 lbs. That erases the Easter gain PLUS some. This brings me to an even 18 lbs total, which is equivalent to three 6-lb tubs of Crisco. Ewwwwww!

I’m averaging 1.2 lbs lost per week which is supposed to be ideal. At this rate, I’ll be in my mid 140s by John & Kristen’s wedding. Which is what I wanted.

18 pounds!

I’m pleased if not completely happy. Why am I not happy? Because I love food. I love to eat. I love to eat out. My weekly indulgence is eating at Sonic on Saturdays. Burger. Medium Tots. Diet Soda. I hear Sonic has great slushy drinks and milkshakes, but I dare not try. Why bother?

The novelty of eating better has worn off. I will always always always pick the candy bar over the apple or the cheesesteak over the grilled chicken salad with low-fat dressing on the side. I miss junk food, but I’m not disciplined enough to stop at one serving. So I don’t eat it. I miss my Friday night wine, but at one perfectly proportioned serving, I’d be wasting money on stale wine each week. So I don’t drink wine.

And yes, the above is me being all poor-me and pissy about things, but what good is a blog if it’s all shiny-happy all the time, hm?

*Since I lost all my weight the last time. Ha. I R yo-yo.

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Happy Tax day, by the way. I lose 34% of my weekly income to taxes. Next year it’ll be higher. And before you tell me it goes toward good things and I should suck it up and other countries have it worse, tell me you decided to forgo the house/child/travel/medical deductions & exemptions so that the country could be a better place.

“Week 8?” you say to yourself. “Funny, I don’t remember seeing the week 7 update.”

That’s because I weirdly gained 1 lb last week, even though I followed plan perfectly. Feh.

This week I lost 2.4 lbs, bring me down to a lovely 166.4 and a grand total of FOURTEEN pounds lost!

Can I get a what-what?

(what-what!)

Thank you.

My work pants now feel like pajama pants and today I’m wearing a skirt that was too tight to wear a few months ago. So I’m pleased as punch.

Now…I need to seriously, SERIOUSLY find an exercise plan that works. I’m a sedentary girl by nature, never did sports, exhausted by gym classes and my knees aren’t great (which could be weight).

I want to try Couch-to-5K, but I’m afraid I’ll run too far away and be too exhausted to walk back. Then I’ll end up homeless in Camden. Or something.

Any suggestions?