Monthly Archives: December 2013

Christmas Eve: I Passed! But I Failed!

If you’ve seen the 1985 film “Real Genius,” perhaps you remember this exchange.  Let me give you the context for it.  In the film, Chris (Val Kilmer) has been vexed by a problem he’s encountered while building a laser for one of his professors.  He has just thrown a fit in the dorm’s kitchen when he has a revelation about how to solve his problem.  This epiphany causes him to celebrate, dancing and shouting, and in the midst of his celebration, he runs into his friend Lazlo (Jon Gries).

Lazlo Hollyfeld:  Well, how’d you do?

Chris Knight: How’d I do?  I passed!  But I failed! Yeah!

Lazlo Hollyfeld:  Well, then I’m happy and sad for you.

That’s how I feel about yesterday’s eating.  I passed, but I failed.

Let me explain.

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Updating Holiday Traditions: Mindful Gifting

You were probably expecting a post about mindful eating because I said I was going to write about that today.  Well…

I was going to write about mindful eating today, but after a particularly soul-wrenching therapy session today, I decided against it.  And I don’t mean soul-wrenching in a bad way; I was given an awful lot to think about and ruminate on, some of which I’ll write about eventually.  So if you were expecting my insights on mindful eating, I apologize and will write about that later on this week.  Promise.

What I will share with you is something my husband and I did today that has become a holiday tradition for us.

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Post-Op Week 24 Progress Report and Holiday Week Plan of Attack

This week’s date with the scale ended really, really well. In fact, it was much better than I expected.
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I had not expected to lose quite as much as I did, but I will definitely take a 7.2 pound loss any week, especially during the holidays!  I was expecting maybe 2 or 3 pounds, but not 7!

I’d say I navigated Week One of Holiday Eating Hell pretty successfully. As we go into Week Two of said eating hell, I’ve got a game plan in place to make sure I’m just as successful come next Sunday. I’m closing in on 100 pounds gone since day of surgery. I’m really hoping I hit it before my 6-month appointment on the 2nd. That would be an awesome way to begin the New Year.

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Saturday Six: Things I Don’t Miss

Last week I wrote a list of the things I can do now that I couldn’t do before I had WLS.  I’m pretty sure that at some point, I’d written about what my heaviest weight was–440 pounds.  So, today’s list is:

Things I Don’t Miss About Weighing 440 Pounds
(in no particular order)

  1. Being the fattest person in any room.
  2. Not being able to sit comfortably in chairs with arms.
  3. Having to buy the most unflattering of clothes because a) they fit, and b) they would keep me from being naked in public.
  4. Not being able to walk from my car in the parking lot to pretty much anywhere without stopping to catch my breath before continuing on to my destination.  This was a pretty regular occurrence, especially at school.
  5. Wearing out my clothes and shoes really quickly.
  6. I definitely don’t miss being diabetic and hypertensive.

Today we went to the mall to do some walking after we’d retrieved our Christmas tree from storage.  After we’d walked around for about 30 minutes, I stopped in at Coldwater Creek, because they were having a mad sale–50% off everything.  I picked up a couple of sweaters for work, a dress shirt for work, and a couple of t-shirts.  The best part?

All in a size 18.

Do you know that I have never worn a clothing size that starts with a 1 in my adult life?  EVER.

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Catching Up: Daily Bites and Navigating Holiday Eating Hell

I’ve been absent from this space for more than usual this week, but as I posted yesterday, work got in the way of life.  And now…I can breathe again.  At least until January 6, when we start spring semester.

I knew going into this final week of the semester, things at work would be challenging, food-wise.  Why? you might ask yourself.

Have you ever been on a high school (or any school, for that matter) campus during the month of December?

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Work In The Way Of Life

This post is going to be a fast one, as I’m slowly excavating myself from under a pile of grading.  It is the end of the semester, and grades are due tomorrow at 4, so I’ve been grading like a mofo every night this week.  Progress is slow, because it’s all essay reading.  But I haven’t forgotten about the blog!

In the next few days, I will:

  • Write a piece on mindful eating.  We had a great session about it in group tonight that I think is worth sharing.
  • Write a review of Dr. Nicholson’s new book, Weight Loss Surgery:  The Real Skinny.  Outstanding resource for those who have had or who are contemplating WLS.
  • Comment on how I navigated a week’s worth of food celebrations and possible poor choices.  Hint:  I did pretty well.
  • Compile a post that will be helpful to those who are early on in the process of pursuing bariatric surgery.
  • Write a third installment of “Things I Wish My Doctor Had Told Me” since I’m approaching my 6-month surgiversary.
  • Catch up on my Daily Bites series.  I know some of my readers use the photo collages to help them see that eating post-op doesn’t have to be boring.  I’ve snapped photos but haven’t had time to organize them.  Thankfully, I have MyFitnessPal records to help me there!

And now I return to the kitchen table to plow through the last set of essays to grade until bedtime, and then sleep…sweet, sweet sleep.   Until tomorrow…

We Are All Works In Progress

Dear People Who Stare Disdainfully At Me Everywhere I Go:

Go ahead.  Ogle me with your eyes, mouth agape, jaw completely slack.  Go ahead and think the completely judgmental thoughts you’re thinking about me–I don’t give a flying fuck.  This has happened my whole life so I’m used to it.  Doesn’t mean I like it, but I’m used to it by now.  My skin is pretty thick.

You don’t know me, you won’t know me, and I don’t want to know you.  All I need to know about you I’ve learned from your disapproving stares.  You know the one, because you’ve perfected it by giving every fat person you see the Exact. Same. Stare.

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