Official Nutrisystem Before Shots

I know I have posted "before" pictures before-- that is how I got my banner image, but I am posting the official Nutrisystem before pics now.
I will also have an official candid shot from my sisters wedding last weekend.

Stats:

Start weight: 214 lbs
Arms: 13 inches
Chest: 41 inches
Waist: 48 inches
Hips: 49 inches
Thighs: 24 inches


I took a front facing shot and a side facing shot. (And one just to say BEEHHHHH! My face was the same color as my shirt- a sign of a good workout. You may notice that these are always taken at the gym. This is because I do not own a full length mirror. I have not owned a full length mirror for about 4 years now. This causes a problem some times when planning an outfit or making sure my shoes match, but I have never been eager to buy one. I vow to buy a full length mirror as soon as I drop back below 200 again.

Taking the Leap

I decided to go ahead and try Nutrisystem. The hubby is actually being supportive and has given me the money for it. I made my order (and I did the custom food choices because I wanted to leave out the cereal and the bar foods, because I would not want to eat them.

Because of this, I had to break my rule about staying away from the scale. Apparently, SUCK. I know it is that lovely time of the month right now, but I now weigh 214. Bummer. I am listing that as my official start weight and after I go to the gym tomorrow I will include my official BEFORE shot and all of my stats.

I am excited, and hopeful. I would love to be a lot smaller come Christmas....

Woohoo!

A few things to note!
Tax return is in! This means I get to shop for my treadmill/incline, new shoes, some compression shorts to keep my legs from rubbing and the super sports bra of steel-- All the good things I have been looking forward to. I think I am going to end up with a regular treadmill, and I am okay with that. I think I will be fine and in a year or two I can always sell it and get the better one.

Also, I have lost a few pounds!! My ticker doesn't reflect it, but for a while it hit 212. That SUCKED. I don't EVER want to see that number again. I have been making an effort to get up and do more, cut back on the soda, and eat better, and so far, so good. I know these streaks for me are usually short lived, but I am trying hard. I am down to 201.
I first noticed it not on the scale, but how my body shaper fit. I usually have to fight and jump and contort to get into it-- I mean major cussing, blood, sweat, tears, more cussing, a break... fight some more--, and last weekend I just pulled it on fresh from the dryer like it was nothing. I hopped on the scale and it said 199.9. WOOT.

Small triumphs.

Hubby is still not being supportive, but what can you do. He has heard me talk about doing it so much and I never do, that I am sure he just rolls his eyes inside now, and keeps ignoring me.

I will show him.

Friday Weigh-In

Well, yesterday finished out okay. For dinner we had a pasta that was essentially the exact same as my pizza, except on noodles instead- garden rotini actually.
I did have a nice dessert- a milkshake- but it was 3 small scoops of ice cream and 2% milk, and only filled a smaller solo cup.

So Friday is my weigh in day. And today was... drumroll please......


204.4

It's a start.

I am a little upset. I was so proud of getting out and running yesterday, and then hubby laughed at how long it took me to run a mile. I am sorry if I cannot run a 7 minute mile like he can... I NEVER could run a mile that fast, and I never will be able to run a mile that fast. (I'd settle for anything under 10) But aside from once or two short bursts on the treadmill, I have not run in a LONG time. It took a lot for me to get off my ass and do it, but I did!! And he laughed.
:(

The Skinny Sister

I am Tracy.
I am 28.
I am a mother of 6.
I have brown hair.
I have brown eyes.
I have a wonderful husband.
I have a wonderful home.
I have an amazing family.
I have high blood pressure.
I am fat.
I am so fat, that if I do not do something about it, I will never see my 6 children grow up to be amazing adults, with brown hair, brown eyes, wonderful husbands/wives, wonderful homes, and amazing families.

I have 2 sisters. Both are heavier than me. Both try to lose weight. I am the smallest. By one pound. My sisters and I have always been competitive. I have decided to try to stay the skinny sister, and if I try to stay the skinny one, they may try to keep up with me, to beat me, so that I am NOT the skinny one. Either way, we are going to lose some weight. And we will all be better off for it.

Many times I try to blog. Most times I fail. I quit, just like I do a lot of things. Not today. Not this blog. Not this time.

To the gym, Batman. To the gym.