Rejoice in what I carry in my heart

179 baby! BMI 29.8, AM JUST OVERWEIGHT AGAIN!

It took three months of struggle, defeat, guilt-driven face stuffing, two months of Diet Pepsi quiting/relasping/quitting, a whole lot of McDonalds, gym flings, Magnesium + Vitamin Fun, a return to salad glee, banana + protein shakes = OTP, 2 incidents of Cadburry Eggs gorging, Slimfast funz, IKEA furniture building, and three days of running up and down stairs while taking care of my aunt, but I am finally out of the 180s again! IT FEELS SO GOOD!

It is rather humbling to admit I still have a long way to go, but hopefully the next ten pounds will not only be less excruciating to drop, but will help me stop looking like I'm preggers. Because really body, store some fat somewhere else!

Anyway, I've been taking a ridiculous amount of pictures (including today's long walk that took me to Ducks and a Monastery), so expect a photo spam entry in a few days, along with unbirthday prompt request entry <3.

Still no keys! Mum thinks I slept walked and tossed them in my fridge, and just to be sure I even looked there. But... no dice.

( Trainer Time! )

I've got to fix up the apartment since I seriously destroyed it hunting keys down and then I'll be on tonight. I tried happypickle's idea with the flashlight and only found 58 cents. But that's 58 cents that I didn't know where they were before!

It has been a weird day. Have felt very much as if I'm slowly paddling to the shallows to rest before the category five rapids just ahead. Yesterday averted two Leonard Thanksgiving Crises on my lunch break, which while gave me a feeling of smug success at the time, probably played a large role in why I turned the phone off today and did pretty much nothing.

There is the excuse of problem foot, which was elevated all day as per orders. Numbness remained until I improvised by plasting the new 'ball of foot' to the skin via tight sock. This worked wonders and within a few hours the weird stabbing ache hiding beneath the foggy numbness had faded. We'll see how it works tomorrow at work. Because, TEENY CUPCAKES AND ren_sama!

DEFATTING has been resumed as of 8pm tonight when I implemented dietary supplements. Viactin chews, fish oil & my vitamins (with CAFFEINE and PEPPERS). This is nothing drastic and, considering my diet often leaves me lacking key vitamins, probably a good thing in the long run. I have a feeling this will improve mood & energy, both of which have been suffering lately.

The trouble is, now body is craving viactin chews. WANTS MORE CALCIUM YUMMIES YES IT DOES. But at least the peanut butter cups cravings have subsided :D. First weigh-in will be Monday, to give time to get over Turkey Day & Black Friday pot luck.

The lungs handled the much delayed trip to the store and back very well (I chickened out of riding at 10pm since the back light was not working), which I'm taking as a sign Doc will clear me for exercising on Thursday. Thus signaling the end of active Chronic Bronchitis and the resuming of Operation Defat. The fingers are very much crossed.( Weight bit! )

Epic grocery run landed me enough food to build at least two weeks worth of bento/laptop lunches and replenished half of my oatmeal supply. I need to get into the habit of waking up earlier so I can eat oatmeal-- when I have a hot meal and tea in the morning, I'm that much of a nicer person. And as an added bonus, it tends to push the late night cravings away.

I did forget my Morningstar fake-chicken nuggets though ;___;

OMGOMGOMG OMGOMGOMG 168 OMG OMGOMG *dies from excitement* I WEIGH LESS THAN I DID WHEN I GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL YOU GUYS :D!!!

Deliciousness much? Also, I can haz food? Yes, yes I can.
( Spring Dump Challenge progress )

Request Drabbles for Birthday Month Celebration!

After a not so great day at work, I decided it was time to have a night of relaxation. I hit 172 pounds today (it was 171 this morning, but.. I'm going with 172 :P), so I felt justified in a lazy night. Put my feet up, puppy sat (housemates are on a weekend trip), and watched a few wonderfully bad movies.

All in all, I feel much better. Sometimes I just need to take a break, and tonight was definitely needed. However, I have next Saturday off (amazing, I know), so I might call a Kingdom day, if anyone is up for it. I want to make some serious progress in the hunting threads :D

And if nothing else, I'll get some work done on the Bears :D

So.... I just fell out of my sports bra. THREE TIMES. o.0;;

I know they bounce a lot when I do jumping jacks, but this is getting ridiculous!

(Friday, January 25th marks first weigh in of the 101 day defatting. Should be back to 174.5 by then XD)

The good thing about losing weight is fitting into slimmer clothes. But then you get behind on laundry and suddenly all you have left is 'slightly larger' clothes, and you debate just wearing something dirty, but you wrinkle your nose and dig out the too large clothes and hope for the best, but inwardly you wince, because you know these too large clothes are going to cause great annoyance in your day.

Today, it was the bra. All the DD's were dirty, so on went a DDD. I prepared myself for the occasional strap falling, but right away it became clear I had seriously underestimated bra's determination to fling itself off. Left side creeeeeping, yank up. Right side creeeeeeping, yank up. Two hours of work and it seemed like my hands never left either strap alone.

And then... undershirt's strap decided it wanted attention, and joined in on the slipping madness. Over and over again, six hours of nothing but straps and their disobedience and yanking and, GAH. Bad enough when I was in the back, but out on the floor it was a nightmare trying to covertly wrangle errant straps while helping. Especially with the vast number of clueless men, wandering around as if close proximity to a bra sucked out their brains. By the time I left, the floor closely resembled a zombie invasion, panties flung about everywhere, clueless men trailing fingers through anything soft with eyes glazed over helplessly.

Stop. Yank strap. Go.