A visit to the Las Vegas Strip before FR

If you see a picture of 2 tall blonde chubby girls posted at the various buffets in Las Vegas saying DO NOT ADMIT don't be alarmed, we're not criminals. Its just one of my plans to battle the alluring buffets that are available for pennies per potential pounds gained.
Sharie and I are going to be in Las Vegas for a few days prior to going to FR. I'm selling it to myself as a good way to be acculimatized to the weather, elevation and time zone changes before checking in to Fitness Ridge. But in reality I just as excited to be going to visit the roulette tables as to going to FR. Our plan is to get in some good walks while we are there. I found a good map and the distance between each hotel for walking the entire strip. See below, click on the pic for better resolution.

Slow but steady

In working towards the ultimate goal, progress has been slow - eeking out a small weight loss each week. Day by day it really tough to change lifelong eating habits - nevermind sedentary lifestyle. I have been feeling postive but a little dejected in the results on the scale - but when reflecting I own my current lack of further weight loss.
Today a small glimmer of hope, I have a pair of workout capris that I haven't fit into ( appropriately enough to wear in public LOL) for a long time. Well lo and behold put them on today and they are a little loose WOO HOO!!! What a great feeling.
I will treasure the moment - but am determined to work hard and go forward this week.
My weaknesses get me everytime - fresh bread (white of course), grape juice (hee hee) and habitual late nite salt fix - which I try to solve with micro popcorn.
Normally I make good choices but this week - what can I say, I broke :(

Oh well - here we are again...... New week new resolve!

Happy Bunny

A smallish victory

Hidden in the back of my closet are "the pair of jeans". They are not very expensive or super special in any way. But they are "the pair of jeans" that had big impact on my life and thinking. I used to wear them all the time, they were the pair that you always made sure went in the wash first and the ones that you didn't even get a chance to put away because you snatched them right out of the laundry basket to put on when you saw them. The comfort jeans, the happy me jeans, the I'm just kicking around and I want something I'm happy wearing jeans.

One day I put them on and was rushing out the door. Jeans have a tendency of loosening up once you wear them for an hour or 2. When I put them on they seemed tight. I figured they would loosen up and proceeded out and about. I was walking past a building with reflective glass windows and I looked at myself in the reflection. I knew they were tight; I was just fooling myself as to how tight they were.

My legs looked like over stuffed sausages in denim casings. I could not get home fast enough. I took them off and retired them from my life on a temporary basis. They have sat in my closet for a while now. They don't haunt me in any way, I'm not obsessing over them, but they are there. I've been thinking about them and trying to build the courage to try them on. Well today is the day I willed myself to do it. I put them on; I've decided to wear them. They are on the tight side, but people won't be gouging there eyes out seeing me in them. They won't be thinking about BBQing sausages. But I was hoping to put them on and have to say to myself "oh you can't wear those, they are falling off you" or at least something close to that. Maybe having to lament out loud if anybody has seen my belt.

You have to dream big, I have lost a little bit of weight. I have decided that these will be my weekly Sunday goal. Not sure if I will leave the house wearing them yet, but I’m happy that I got them on and it doesn’t feel like I have tourniquets on my legs. Hooray for small victories.

Trick camera?

When I went to the store to buy my new camera as a Xmas treat to myself and prep for going to Fitness Ridge I thought I was just buying a regular camera. Turns out I bought a trick camera. It seemed to be packaged the same way as the others but this camera is special.

It seems to take pictures of everyone else just fine, but when it’s pointed in my direction it does strange things. Reviewing pictures of myself taken with said camera it adds a large puffing deposit of flesh that look like the same skin tone as mine under my chin. The disturbing thing is it appears to be doing the same thing around my hips also.

So if you’re looking for a new camera be forewarned, you may not be able to tell from the package but you will know when you get it home and use it. You may find you have gotten yourself a trick camera also.

LaM

Dear Cigarettes

We have been seeing each other for a long time. You are like a bad boyfriend; I know I should break up with you. Everyone tells me that we are all wrong for each other. But you woo me back with your promises of fun and excitement. The last time we spilt up I gained all kinds of weight. That didn't make me very happy. I’m afraid that if we break up again it will happen again. It was a lot of work to quit and very easy to start again.

I'm putting you on notice cigarettes, I'm not very happy with you and I am seriously thinking about ending things. Its not you it’s me. But if we do split up I don't think we can even be friends.

With smokey affection
Laura

Good Friday

Took a long walk today, 4.2 miles (6.78 km for us Canadians). It took me an hour 1/2, I was out a little longer because I had to stop for the elixor life, a Tim Horton's coffee mid way.

Unfortunately I have been a little off this week and did not pre-plan my diet groceries. I came home after my walk and started the survey of my kitchen cupboards. Looking and relooking as if something good was going to be waiting for me. I instead settled for a bag of left over croutons (just crumbs really) and finished them off. Not to be statisified with that I had some chips. Way to go