I gave up sweets/desserts/candy for Mini Lent.

I am happy to report that I have not had any kind of “treat” since Monday.

That includes the 3 Thin Mints that are left and some Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream in the freezer.

And you know what?  I’m going to keep going.  I’m going to see how long I can go without having any kind of dessert treat at night.

I miss it, but I’m not dying so that’s a good thing.  I just need to break the dessert-every-night-of-the-stinkin’-week habit.

Cold turkey is the way to go!

I totally forgot to post last week and I nearly forgot to post this week.

Bad Sister!

I am up a pound this week but I’m cool with that.  I am still within my range (11 weeks now, WOOHOO!) and I know why I’m up this week.

Gaining is no longer an issue because more often than not I know what I did wrong and how I can change it.  It really is freeing to be at this point.

But I feel like I need to talk about something else for fear that my posts will be boring.

I’ll do that next week, as long as I don’t forget to post!

I was thinking that I was actually doing pretty good this past week.

And then I got my Daily Mile workout report on my e-mail.  And it reminded me that I didn’t log a single workout last week.

I guess there’s that.

But I started anew with my 10k training program this morning.  I went to the gym and found the weight machines I needed and then discovered some long lost muscles.

Who woulda thunk that my calves would be so weak?

And then there’s the dessert.  There’s some leftover Valentine’s Day candy that has been calling my name from his place of honor in the middle of the counter.  And the last of the Girl Scout cookies that have been around so long.

But they’re going to be around a little while longer.  For this week’s Monday Project, I’m giving up candy/dessert for a week.

Which I will start today because I had already eaten cookies yesterday before I read the post about the Monday Project.

The end.

It drives me nuts when I have new resolve and then I get blindsided by outside forces.

I met my mileage goal last week, but I paid a price.  Pain.

So I decided I would amend my goals.

And then my Emma got sick.

And then I got sick.

And then my goals went out the window.

Andy my resolve is standing on the ledge.

I need to go get it, but I don’t want to scare it out the window to.

I need to pick one thing today and do it.  Maybe my resolve will see me and want to join in.

I’m down a 1/2 pound this week…but I totally don’t feel like I deserve to be.  I have been eating like crap, CRAP for a while now, but I keep on staying within my weight range.  It’s like I’ve given my body license to continue to eat like CRAP even though I’m within my range.

Not exactly the most healthy attitude in the world to have.

I should be eating like AWESOME and maintaining.  That should be my goal. I shouldn’t be trying to see how much I can get away with.

Anyhoo, I’ve updated my goals for this challenge.  They were pretty much the same as the last challenge, I just changed up my running goal a bit.  Instead of running so many miles on specific days, I just need to meet my weekly mileage goal.  I’ll be increasing the goal by 10% every week.

If I can keep up with that, I should have no problems with my 8k and 10k in a few months!

I love you.  You know I do.  We’ve been friends for a really long time.  I have fond memories of sitting around with you, my brothers, and your cousin Doritos, and just hangin’ out.

Despite our long history, I’m sorry to say that our relationship has to end.  You cause me nothing but heartache and I just can’t make room for you in my life anymore.

I will no longer be buying you at the store.  I will miss our late nights together, just you and I after everyone else went to bed. But it just hurts me so much to have you in my house.  You say you love me, but then you just treat me so bad.

I hope you find love in somebody else’s home.   Good luck.

I will miss you!
Thea

P.S. Please tell Chicken Fingers that I said hello. I haven’t seen him since we parted ways.

So, I missed weigh in yesterday.  I did have a loss and so I have officially maintained my weight range for 8 weeks now without counting a single Weight Watchers Point.

For the Spring Fling, I am proud to be a member of Team Fabulous! We’re gonna kick your butts!  LOL!

Also, the last couple of weeks, The Sisterhood sponsored the Shrinking Jeans Olympics.  I am proud to report that I brought home two medals!  I won the gold as part of a 4×1 mile relay team (35:46 combined time), and I snagged a silver in the 2 mile fast walk (26:12 time).

That’s all for now!  Happy Shrinking…or maintaining!

O.K. So I’ve been an eating machine since last Thursday.  I’ve made HORRIBLE choices and lots and lots of them.  I’m going to list every single one so that maybe it’ll be a good slap in the face for me.

• A large “snack” bag of Cool Ranch Doritos
• About 3 helpings of Chinese food, including a deep fried chicken dish.
• Another large “snack” bag of Cool Ranch Doritos
• A very rick pasta dish in pesto cream sauce
• A slice of cheese cake
• 1/2 of a salami, pepperoni, provolone panini
• 1/2 of a chicken salad sandwich on a croissant
• A hazelnut chocolate bar
• A belgian waffle with butter and syrup
• A donut
• Three enchiladas
• 500 pounds of chips and queso dip
• Three margaritas
• Fried ice cream
• Another Belgian waffle with butter and syrup
• A cheese danish
• A gyro
• A king size Snickers bar
• 8 Girl Scout Cookies in one sitting
• Two servings of pesto linguine

Oh my gosh.  Oh my gosh.  I need to go throw up now.  I have a sneaking suspicion that this week’s weigh in is NOT going to go well.

At least I know why!

My super power? To feel no pain and have limitless endurance.

No matter how long I run, no matter how much weight I lift, no matter how long I work out for, I would feel no pain and I could keep on going.

Because, evidently, I’m the most selfish super hero ever!  LOL!

O.K.  Let’s see. How can I use my power for good?

I could raise money for charities because my race times would be so improved? I could help the environment because I would never have to drive anywhere anymore?

Aw, crap.  Maybe that’s not such a great super power after all.

Anyway, I would definitely NOT have a cape. Bad aerodynamics.  I would have a hot one piece number, like one of the X-Men. But not Cat Woman.  I may be a hooker, but I’m not ho!

So, a navy blue and green one piece number with a capital E for endurance.

That’s me.  Endurance Girl.

I seriously cannot believe that I have maintained my weight for 7 weeks straight.  I think that’s a new record for me!  Every week that I step on that scale and it’s in that magic 153-157 range, I just feel stronger and more capable and PROUD!

When’s the last time you’ve been truly proud of yourself, without hesitation or qualification?

And have ya’ll been doing the Shrinking Jeans Olympics?  It’s been kicking my butt and making me realize how weak my back is.  Also, it’s making me realize how truly amazing all of YOU are.  You guys rock!!