The MakeMeThinner Support Forum

[wildtrk]

So, those comments in Ascicles' thread about weight loss improving men's sex life...COMPLETELY TRUE!!! But, I have to say, it's not just for the benefit of the men. *winkwink* .::sighandswoon::..

whoa..whoa..whao..wait just a gosh darn pickin' minute! When and where was this and how did I MISS THAT DISCUSSION!...I got a piggy bank busting with pennies to add my $.02/worth.

Somebody help a brother out and point me the way to the promised land of Ascicles thread...

And ohh...BTW Mike...YOU DA MAN!

[SharonR]

You silly turkey...you have been away to long. Go to What's Shakin' and it's under " Am I suppose to be on Medifast?" thread. You will see what everyone is talking about.

[Diana]

Ok, it appears I have 2 addictions which seem to have replaced food in general, sugar in particular, chocolate to be specific:

Shopping for new clothes and the scale.

It would be total denial to claim that the scale doesn't drive me. It TOTALLY does, and I really, really see that now! I don't weigh but once a day, but I can't seem to not weigh right now! So then I start trying to consider what it is. Am I being controlled? If I am, is this a bad thing? I think it COULD be a bad thing, but I don't think I'm there. I still think I only use it as data, but I seem addicted to the data. I mean, heck, we have a digital scale that measure by every 3 oz or so!! (0.2 lbs)

So, why did I commit to the challenge in the first place? Well, first there's my friend Sharon whom I want to support in all things. But why do it for me?

I want to be healthy. I've never really cared if I was thin. But I'm starting to. Thin = physically capable => attractive. I'm starting to care if others find me attractive, first and foremost my beloved hubster. He does...all the time. But I want to wow him; I want him to giggle when he kisses me like he did on our second date. Does this make me superficial? Is this vanity or is this simply taking care of the temple? How much vanity is sinful? What's my motive, here? (Rhetorical question warning:) Do I really want others to see God when they look at me, or do I want them to see me? Therein lies the danger and the conflict. (Remember now, other people will read this.)

The shopping addiction: I walked into a favorite store to buy a GIFT and wound up spending twice as much on ME. But it's just way too much fun buying things that have a numerical difference of 10 from just 4 or 5 months ago!! I know I have more to lose and I need to save (part of me still feels like I should be paying for much of Dayna's shopping bill). But holy textiles, batman!! There are so many more OPTIONS and by that I mean STORES.

Anyway, school will be starting soon and I won't have time for the shopping. The scale, though, will still haunt me every morning as I grab for a pair of shoes. One addiction at a time, I suppose.

[Mike]

Unfortunately, hiding the scale won't work, because I feel the same need. I don't have this need to weigh everyday, or even more than once a day, but I still want to know what is happening every couple of days... it kinda spurs me on.
The way I see it, my wife is a hottie, and if weighing every day makes her feel even more that way... than so be it. If buying another blouse, or other piece of clothing makes her feel better, than so be it.
So, keep going my wifey... you look fabulous.

[SharonR]

That my friend had a lot to do with what I wrote about earlier today in my journal. I will write mine tonight or tomorrow if I can bring myself to do so.

[Diana]

Cravings, cravings, cravings, cravings, cravings

I THINK I'm in ketosis, but I don't know. I know I'm really, really tired of these daily, recurring migraines. I usually get a cluster in August, but I was really hoping not to. I had been doing so well!! I just have to wonder how much of this goes back to going off plan in Monterey.

Dayna says that it took her 2 weeks to get rid of the cravings after going off plan before. If that's the case, then perhaps sometime next week I might be back where I was previously.

I wonder, too, how much of it is the fact that I don't feel accountable right now. Weighing myself every day was indeed motivating to stay with the program because I KNEW it would show and I would have no excuse. It makes it easier to entertain "just this once" kind of thoughts.

I want to do this program as efficiently as possible. I've got a long way to go and I'm tired of dillydallying. Today, tonight, August 8, 2006, at 9:44 p.m., I wholeheartedly and bindingly commit myself to working the program the way it was intended. (Not that I will be critical of others who adjust it for themselves for any reason, but I know it works for me exactly the way it is written.)

I'm tired of feeling like this...again. And I'm completely terrified of starting the year with the thought that I may be out for days on end caught in a cluster migraine that doesn't let up. The programs I'll be teaching are incompatible with having a sub.

Just my thoughts at the moment.

[SharonR]

Hi Di, how are those cravings going? Are you still eating that sf chocolate that you bought for my bday? That might be what's creating the cravings...who knows.
Keep goin' girl, just think..SHOPPING for that size 20!

[Diana]

I wish that was it -- we left the sf chocolate at home. (Although, I admit, I had some last night as my final farewell.) We did break down and have a sf frozen yogurt at TCBY after Mike looked up the stats in place of a supplements (kinda like having a glass of skim milk instead). I know that sugar alcohols make me feel hungry.

Last week was really tough, though. In the hotel, the smell of waffles wafted up to our room every morning as I was getting ready. Then, of course, we had to walk PAST the open breakfast room as we left. At the training, we had a catered continental breakfast, catered lunch and cookies, M&Ms and mostly regular sodas available in the afternoon. And if the participants in one room didn't like what was being served, they'd mosey over to one of the other rooms and check out what they had. Then, of course, there were restaurant menus every night, and the constant "No bread, please" stuff.

The cravings are STARTING to subside, but not the migraines. This is a good ol' fashioned cluster. I think yesterday was day 9 or 10. Good thing I have an adoring, capable, patient husband and lots of drugs.

By the way, I'm sorry if the sf chocolate for your birthday lead to difficulties in your own life last week. In reflection, that probably wasn't the smartest of choices. Shoulda just made you some MF chocolate pudding or something, huh?

[Diana]

Wow! I actually had to search to find mine ... and I almost posted to Di's journal, instead! (That's what I usually go by.)

I just have to pinch myself!! I have LESS than 100 lbs to go! Only by ounces, but I'll take it!

I went to Walmart a few days ago -- I needed some pants for work and since I won't be in them long, $15 sounds about right. I picked out 3 pairs of 22/24 slacks, took them home, removed the labels and washed them without trying them on. (Mind you, last March, I was buying 30/32s.) Yesterday, I wore one of the new pairs and spent the whole day rolling the waistband up and trying not to trip on them!! It was both exciting and frustrating all at the same time. Mostly exciting. I'll take that kind of frustration anytime! I had a chat in the office with a co-worker who as lost about 140 lbs (not my husband), and she said it's hard for her, too, when she buys clothes. Even though she's a 2X, she still reaches instinctively for the 4X or 5X.

I am a mere 2ish pounds away from the 220s!!! I don't even REMEMBER the 220s!! I'm sure it was college, and I think I was still trying to squeeze into my size 18 jeans. I do know that this is the smallest I've ever been as a professional. It's kind of funny -- the kids who, last spring, thought my hair was getting longer now announce to me that I've lost weight. It's been 11 days of school and so far I've worn make-up every day. Will wonders never cease?!? My principal's husband pronounced me 20 years younger. (I didn't want to ask him his estimated starting point.)

Well, that was quite a meander of a paragraph...

I've decided that I don't have muffin tops. I have a loaf. But at least now it's a soft loaf! I'm looking forward to muffin tops and watching them shrink. Kind of like anti-yeast.

I was talking to a group tonight about my experience with Take Shape for Life tonight, and I never would have believed it myself if I hadn't experienced it. I was so afraid that this would just be another ineffective waste of time, money and tastebuds. What a difference in my life! I can't believe how much more comfortable I am in my own skin both physically as well as emotionally. Not to mention how much more comfortable I am in middle school desks!!! (On our first official workday back, I tried out several and they ALL fit!! I'll spare you the details of the day I got stuck in one at a Math Department meeting. I let the Department Chair know he can start holding meetings back in his classroom again instead of in the staff lounge.)

This is kind of a funny parallel: I started this journal because Mike was gone and I couldn't get myself to bed....and here I am again. I miss him. I really, truly feel like I'm missing half my head and a good chunk of my heart. And in an odd, hurts-so-good kind of way, I like this feeling. It feels right. Like the exhaustion after a good cry. Not that I want too much of it -- same goes for chili peppers. I like them, too.

BUT! 5:30 a.m. rolls around pretty early and I've got a couple of fistfuls of preadolescents awaiting me. Two more days of prying their distracted brains open and tempting them with knowledge and understanding before sleeping in. So, goodnight, Mrs. Robinson, wherever you are. (That's not the right name :hmm: I'll have to ask my mom.)

[SharonR]

Good for you Di, your going to get to goal about the same time as I have this baby! lol

[alpha femme]

so, uh...
where ya been?

[Mike]

She's been extra busy with school. I seem to have more time to post stuff and check the forum. Just a few things on our work-plates recently.

[Sojourner]

So, goodnight, Mrs. Robinson, wherever you are. (That's not the right name :hmm: I'll have to ask my mom.)

Hey Diana (via Mike!), my grandpa used to say this all the time...it was Mrs. Calabash. Thanks for the memory! I hope things settle down for you soon, we miss you!

[DogMa]

Hee. Mrs. Robinson is someone else entirely. Just ask Dustin Hoffman.

[Diana]

Howdy, all. Yeah, I knew it wasn't Robinson as soon as I wrote it, but it had the right number of syllables, so I left it. I DO know, however, that it was Jimmy Durante's line!

Yeah, as Mike said, swamped!! as in bayou! complete with alligators!

Mike tries to keep me posted, though, with the goings-on around the forum when he's got time for it himself.

And on that happy note (says she with a yawn), I'm off to bed!

Keep shakin', my fellow travelers!