July 17, 2005


This sucks. I can't keep the weight off. I was down to 146 weeks ago and now I'm up to 149. I need someone to come live at my house and keep me from eating bad foods. It doesn't help that my son is a turophile and I have to fix it for him. Macaroni and Cheese, cheese sandwiches, cheese and crackers, cheese sticks, cheese on his spaghetti, you get the idea. Between that and the chocolate, I'm doomed without some help. HELP!!

I hope the rest have done better. Bou, Sissy, Grau, Amy and whoever else is giving it a try.

Posted by vw bug at July 17, 2005 08:29 AM | TrackBack

At least Bou didn't force feed you a batch of brownies.

*that may have been embelished just a little bit* ;-)

Posted by: Sissy at July 17, 2005 10:32 AM

I haven't lost an ounce. I had to skip yolates for about a month while Dear Husband was gone. Wasn't about to pay a sitter 15 dollars, so I could work out 3 days a week. SO I feel flabby.....

Posted by: ArmyWifeToddlerMom at July 17, 2005 10:54 AM

Between poison ivy and the arm dealio I haven't worked out for about 6 weeks...! I feel like blubbo the whale... and I weigh a good deal more than 150. But, I am tall. And, I have those "big bones"... ROFLMAO!

Oh, well.

Posted by: pam at July 17, 2005 01:04 PM

My solution has been to avoid scales and mirrors. I think I'm still in shape..."squishy" is a shape, right?

Posted by: marybeth at July 17, 2005 02:02 PM

Step away from the cheese! When I was way under, my trainer told me to eat it twice a day. It is obviously evil.

Posted by: Sally at July 17, 2005 05:03 PM

I didn't lost squat. I gained. A whole heap. I'm not stepping on the scale until tomorrow. I want to live in blissful ignorance.

Sissy- Feel fortunate. Morrigan was going to give you an ENTIRE 9x13 pan and I said, "She's gonna hate you for that. I know I would." So she gave you a plate.

Posted by: Bou at July 17, 2005 09:53 PM

I'm soooo sympathetic! I too have managed to gain three pounds recently despite all the triathlon training. It's ridiculous. If I don't consciously evaluate every bite I take, I gain weight.

I'm sorry I don't have good advice, but believe me, I feel your pain.


p.s. Thank you for visiting my son's Loose Tooth so often. It is extremely kind of you.

Posted by: Anita at July 19, 2005 03:50 PM