<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803</id><updated>2012-02-02T00:36:09.710-08:00</updated><category term='vacation eating'/><title type='text'>Winner at a Losing Game</title><subtitle type='html'>The journey of losing weight by an almost 50 year old female who has lost weight before only to gain it back.  I don't want to do this again!  Medifast has been the answer for me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4742602877626688288</id><published>2010-11-03T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T12:36:45.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days on Track</title><content type='html'>So, two days with no alcohol or any other substance that would impair my loss.&amp;nbsp; To date, 5 lbs down.&amp;nbsp; Back to 203 this morning and, happy I am.&amp;nbsp; Last night was difficult watching the election returns with friends who were drinking.&amp;nbsp; I just sipped my tea knowing that my weight loss will be its own reward.&amp;nbsp; Besides, I have it in my head that this is only for one month.&amp;nbsp; I can do a month.&amp;nbsp; Can you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4765445608358694719</id><published>2010-11-02T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:52:15.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning Again</title><content type='html'>I have not posted in some time. &amp;nbsp;I don't post if I have nothing to say. &amp;nbsp;I do today, so here goes. &amp;nbsp;It was November 1 yesterday. &amp;nbsp;That is the one year anniversary of starting Medifast. &amp;nbsp;I lost 70 lbs by May and just seemed to stop losing weight. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't because of Medifast. &amp;nbsp;In fact, the only way I have been able to maintain that loss is due to Medifast. &amp;nbsp;I admit, it is half heartedly that I have done this, but just the same, I have stayed within 5 lbs of my loss for about 5 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the year anniversary made me stop and think. &amp;nbsp;Is this where I intended to end this? &amp;nbsp;Yes, I feel good in my body 70 lbs slimmer, but no. &amp;nbsp;I didn't achieve the loss needed for the breast reduction. &amp;nbsp;It is something I want in a big way. &amp;nbsp;I took the summer off. &amp;nbsp;I sipped my gin and tonics on the back porch all summer. &amp;nbsp;I travelled to New Orleans and ate what I wanted. &amp;nbsp;I had countless other opportunities to eat, drink, and be merry. &amp;nbsp;And I did. &amp;nbsp;But, I did it with a modicum of control as evidenced by the maintenance of my weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it is a new month and a new day. &amp;nbsp;I am off alcohol and on the diet full fledged for the next month. &amp;nbsp;I am making a one month goal to start. &amp;nbsp;It seems more doable than not. &amp;nbsp;I lost 4.5 lbs yesterday. &amp;nbsp;Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have changed. &amp;nbsp;I don't do some of the old behaviours and I will post about that another day. &amp;nbsp;If you are struggling with commitment, won't you join me for a month on your plan? &amp;nbsp;Let's see how far we can get in a month. &amp;nbsp;It is still pre holiday and there is time to make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4765445608358694719?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4765445608358694719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/11/beginning-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4765445608358694719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4765445608358694719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/11/beginning-again.html' title='Beginning Again'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-6328101274064353299</id><published>2010-09-27T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:32:03.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>I spent the last 5 days with my sisters in attending and helping with her wedding. &amp;nbsp;It was supposed to be new memories and fun. &amp;nbsp;It was supposed to be a new life for the 3 of us sisters and a new way of relating. &amp;nbsp;Instead it was misery and just plain hell. &amp;nbsp;We picked at each other until we bled tears. &amp;nbsp;Not tears of joy, but of sorrow. &amp;nbsp;Instead of leaving feeling happy for me sister, I don't want to see her for a very long time. &amp;nbsp;I have not gone into where or how I came from, but this week I realized that my past has affected me in a great big way. &amp;nbsp;I will, for the purposes of this post, just relate to the food issues as children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Sunday evening, we had enough picking and started talking to each other about our childhood. &amp;nbsp;We were hungry. &amp;nbsp;We were not hungry because we didn't have money, in fact we went to private schools, had built in pools, big cars and ski boats. &amp;nbsp;We were the richest kids in our school. &amp;nbsp;We had the biggest house and to most, we were lucky to have those things. &amp;nbsp;But really, we were all three suffering. &amp;nbsp;We were called hogs and pigs for eating. &amp;nbsp;We were locked out of the house with only cheese to eat during the summer months, and yes, always hungry. &amp;nbsp;We thought we were fat because we were told that. &amp;nbsp;We were skin and bones for the most part. &amp;nbsp;One sister, was taken by her grandmother to eat each week, so she weighed about 20 more pounds than my other sister and I. &amp;nbsp;We never really figured why until this week. &amp;nbsp;Now we know why we can't stand each other. &amp;nbsp;It hurts. &amp;nbsp;We don't love each other because we don't know how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really tell you how much it hurts to leave today and think, I am never coming back. &amp;nbsp;I know, in the end, I will because that is who I am. &amp;nbsp;I am the oldest and I took care of them the best I could. &amp;nbsp;Our parents left the parenting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't really know why we were not allowed to eat. &amp;nbsp;My sisters reminded me about how I took a sneak drink from a gallon of milk and was caught by my father. &amp;nbsp;Big mistake. &amp;nbsp;I was made to sit and drink the entire gallon all the while being called fat ass and pig and glutton. &amp;nbsp;Wow. &amp;nbsp;I had forgotten it, but really my need to soothe myself had not forgotten. &amp;nbsp;It is any wonder why I have food issues? &amp;nbsp;I don't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to anyone reading this in the sense that I am not desperate and don't mean to give that impression. &amp;nbsp;I really have a great life full of love and pleasure and lovely grown children. &amp;nbsp;This week taught me something about myself that I didn't realize before. &amp;nbsp;I still have a lot of healing to do where my family of origin is at stake. &amp;nbsp;I still have healing to do with my self image. &amp;nbsp;I am not a fat pig or glutton or worthless. &amp;nbsp;I know that. &amp;nbsp;My vow to myself is to continue on this journey towards health both physically and mentally. &amp;nbsp;No one can do that work for me and I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone experience this kind of childhood who has food issues now? &amp;nbsp;I bet I am not alone and neither are you. &amp;nbsp;We have a sense of community here. &amp;nbsp;I challenge you to do the hard work of self examination. &amp;nbsp;I know I will be. &amp;nbsp;More to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-6328101274064353299?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6328101274064353299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/memories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/6328101274064353299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/6328101274064353299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-1532199818315345241</id><published>2010-09-17T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:16:55.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Longer</title><content type='html'>How much longer will it take for me to reach my goal?&amp;nbsp; I have been stalled out for about 5 months.&amp;nbsp; It isn't my body that is stalled, it is me.&amp;nbsp; It is me drinking gin and tonic and wine with dinner.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is me not following my plan completely.&amp;nbsp; If I were, I would be at my ideal and desired weight.&amp;nbsp; I tried this last week to go alcohol free and lasted all of two days.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy drinking with my friends and it is just too hard to give up.&amp;nbsp; For those of you who may be concerned that this is a cry for help, stop.&amp;nbsp; It isn't.&amp;nbsp; This is not a problem I need AA for.&amp;nbsp; I only blog about this because I am telling the truth.&amp;nbsp; Lyn, at Escape from Obesity has escaped.&amp;nbsp; She continues to lose weight.&amp;nbsp; She is working her plan.&amp;nbsp; I wonder how much longer I will continue on this pattern or will I find the strength I need to do what needs to be done.&amp;nbsp; Will I return to my plan and follow as directed?&amp;nbsp; I have to or I wont lose the last 40 lbs I want to lose.&amp;nbsp; How much longer will I give in to my habits which don't get me where I want or need to be?&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned.&amp;nbsp; I will let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-1532199818315345241?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1532199818315345241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-much-longer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1532199818315345241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1532199818315345241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-much-longer.html' title='How Much Longer'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-851649702862106817</id><published>2010-09-12T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T10:13:12.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thintervention</title><content type='html'>I watched the show Thintervention yesterday. &amp;nbsp;It is on the Bravo channel. &amp;nbsp;Can't say I saw it at all as inspiration. &amp;nbsp;The people on the show seem emotionally retarded. &amp;nbsp;They seem self centered and don't really represent in my mind the struggles most of us have. &amp;nbsp;They all have money that seems to come not from hard work at anything. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I am reading it wrong, but less than impressed is my impression. &amp;nbsp;The show doesn't really seem to chronicle what we are going through on our journey to better health. &amp;nbsp;We all don't have a chef or a seemingly endless supply of wait staff. &amp;nbsp;Most of us have to go to work each day. &amp;nbsp;We have to plan ahead for our healthy meals. &amp;nbsp;We are challenged to keep house, cook, go to work, and then find time to exercise. &amp;nbsp;For those with young children, it is even more complicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I read about another blogger who passed. &amp;nbsp;He didn't make it out of obesity. &amp;nbsp;He wanted to, but time ran out for him. &amp;nbsp;Hearing this, helps me stay focused on why we are either reading or writing a blog. &lt;br /&gt;This is the second blogger who has passed since I started on blogger. &amp;nbsp;It makes me sad. &amp;nbsp;I know the two that passed wanted to find their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need the support of others along our journey. &amp;nbsp;We need to know that we are not alone. &amp;nbsp;We are not alone. &amp;nbsp; I appreciate the support from my friends and fellow bloggers. &amp;nbsp; I don't plan on watching Thintervention again. &amp;nbsp;And that is just the way it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-851649702862106817?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/851649702862106817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/thintervention.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/851649702862106817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/851649702862106817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/thintervention.html' title='Thintervention'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-405145245494755994</id><published>2010-09-10T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:52:15.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Year/New Me</title><content type='html'>Last year at this time, I was fat.&amp;nbsp; I was fat and disgusted with myself.&amp;nbsp; I was depressed at how fat I had become.&amp;nbsp; I could not see that I could do anything for myself to change being fat.&amp;nbsp; I mean really, doesn't everyone know that the medications I take reduce my metabolism by 5%?&amp;nbsp; Who can fight that anyway?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I saw pictures of me at my eldest son's wedding that made me cringe with shame.&amp;nbsp; Shame on me for accepting me as fat.&amp;nbsp; By October, something had begun to change in me.&amp;nbsp; I noticed that my best friend who never had a weight problem had put on 25lbs.&amp;nbsp; She was getting fat.&amp;nbsp; Was I helping her or hurting her with the fat?&amp;nbsp; I started to see things in a different light.&amp;nbsp; If it wasn't for the fact that I had paid tons of money to lose weight several years ago and only gain it back and then some, I might have had more hope.&amp;nbsp; I was hopeless.&amp;nbsp; Was I really?&amp;nbsp; Could I muster up some courage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is different.&amp;nbsp; I am 70 lbs lighter.&amp;nbsp; I did this by being determined.&amp;nbsp;I was determined to love myself a little&amp;nbsp;better.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;By not being hopeless. By having hope and faith in myself.&amp;nbsp; I still have another 40 to lose.&amp;nbsp; But, that is ok.&amp;nbsp; I will do this.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I love wearing my NorthFace jacket that is a size L.&amp;nbsp; NOT XXL, L.&amp;nbsp; I love putting this on and it outlines my body.&amp;nbsp; My body is now smaller and it feels comfortable.&amp;nbsp; I love wearing a skirt to work and not being ashamed of my legs.&amp;nbsp; I love slipping on my pants and feeling like they fit.&amp;nbsp; They are not tight.&amp;nbsp; They fit.&amp;nbsp; I fit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-405145245494755994?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/405145245494755994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-yearnew-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/405145245494755994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/405145245494755994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-yearnew-me.html' title='Last Year/New Me'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-6713516226386981982</id><published>2010-09-07T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:00:34.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridesmaid</title><content type='html'>I will be a bridesmaid in 3 weeks. &amp;nbsp;I have gotten the dress and it is pretty. &amp;nbsp;It feels strange to me. &amp;nbsp;It is a prom dress of sorts. &amp;nbsp;I never went to prom. &amp;nbsp;Didn't think I was into that at the time, but maybe I was. &amp;nbsp;I tried the dress on today. &amp;nbsp;It is a typical prom dress.&amp;nbsp; It just fits.&amp;nbsp; The material is satin and does not give one inch.&amp;nbsp; I felt fat even though I don't weigh what I weighed 70lbs ago.&amp;nbsp; I know the focus of the wedding isn't on me, but I still want to look my best.&amp;nbsp; I am back on plan today and will remain so until the wedding.&amp;nbsp; I feel good having this goal.&amp;nbsp; I feel strong.&amp;nbsp; I will look great.&amp;nbsp; I will feel great wearing my prom, I mean bridesmaid dress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-6713516226386981982?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6713516226386981982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/bridesmaid.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/6713516226386981982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/6713516226386981982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/bridesmaid.html' title='Bridesmaid'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-2858689387681350381</id><published>2010-09-05T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:52:08.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Fat</title><content type='html'>Ever have that feeling after eating something not on your plan? &amp;nbsp;It is the feeling that you are still just plain old fat although you have lost weight. &amp;nbsp;In fact, after 70 lbs of lost weight, I can still go there. &amp;nbsp;I know it isn't right, but the feeling is there just the same. &amp;nbsp;Problem with these feeling is that they can be so destructive. &amp;nbsp;It can be the slippery slope that got us where we started. &amp;nbsp;I had that feeling today when I woke up. &amp;nbsp; I went out for dinner last night and the food was fairly heavily salted. &amp;nbsp;My fingers felt swollen this morning and I feel just plain lazy. &amp;nbsp;I had a choice to make right off the bat. &amp;nbsp;My son made homemade brownies and there were calling my name. &amp;nbsp;But I didn't make that choice. &amp;nbsp;Nope. &amp;nbsp;I just kept on and got my water from the fridge. &amp;nbsp;I will make the choice today to eat on plan and healthy. &amp;nbsp;I KNOW it is the choice we all must make daily and one slip won't be the downfall of my life. &amp;nbsp;Back on and back at it! &amp;nbsp;How about you? &amp;nbsp;What choice s will you make today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-2858689387681350381?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2858689387681350381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/feeling-fat.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2858689387681350381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2858689387681350381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/feeling-fat.html' title='Feeling Fat'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-1375635644131538878</id><published>2010-09-02T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:30:34.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I Am</title><content type='html'>I have not posted for quite a while.&amp;nbsp; I really have not had anything to say that I thought would add to anyone in the way of support or at the very least witty.&amp;nbsp; Lyn at Escape From Obesity really did escape today.&amp;nbsp; Her BMI is normal.&amp;nbsp; Gosh, I am so happy for her and really for all of us.&amp;nbsp; We are in this together.&amp;nbsp; We are not competing with each other, but rather, cheering each other on.&amp;nbsp; Her hard work has paid off.&amp;nbsp; She wasn't perfect in her victory, far from it.&amp;nbsp; But she persisted.&amp;nbsp; I admire her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, an update on me.&amp;nbsp; I still weigh in at approx 200lbs.&amp;nbsp; Prior to vacation in June, I had reached 197.5 or so.&amp;nbsp; When I returned 3 weeks later, I was up to 205.&amp;nbsp; I have really been maintaining for about 5 months.&amp;nbsp; It hasn't been easy.&amp;nbsp; I am really careful with what I eat.&amp;nbsp; I am not as careful with drinking wine and gin and tonic and that is what has made the weight stay where it is.&amp;nbsp; I know that is the reason.&amp;nbsp; I am ok with this as I have really enjoyed my summer.&amp;nbsp; I have had many opportunities to make really poor choices, but didn't (other than alcohol).&amp;nbsp; So, all in all, I am proud of me.&amp;nbsp; I still need to lose 40 lbs.&amp;nbsp; I am comfortable with my body at this moment, but there is work to be done.&amp;nbsp; I know this.&amp;nbsp; Not sure when I will belly up to the weight loss, but I feel certain I will.&amp;nbsp; I am happy I lost 70lbs. so no shame here.&amp;nbsp; I have a couple of events coming up.&amp;nbsp; My sister is getting married and an end of summer party.&amp;nbsp; Can't say after that.&amp;nbsp; I would like to think I will lose this by Christmas.&amp;nbsp; We will see.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned.&amp;nbsp; I think I will go back to posting.&amp;nbsp; I miss it and hearing from Y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-1375635644131538878?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1375635644131538878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-i-am.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1375635644131538878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1375635644131538878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-i-am.html' title='Where I Am'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-9175931334979080366</id><published>2010-07-17T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:00:04.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training Wheels</title><content type='html'>I was in the car this morning with my son who is learning to drive. &amp;nbsp;I am pleased to see that he wants to get some more independence and is making some positive steps. &amp;nbsp;As we drove down the street in our neighborhood, we passed a mother and her young son. &amp;nbsp;She was helping guide her son who was learning to ride a bike. &amp;nbsp;It struck me because I was with my son who is at the tail end of my guidance and here was a &amp;nbsp;young mother with her son who is just beginning to give her guidance. &amp;nbsp;I thought about how nice it would be to have my mother around to give me comfort, but you see she passed a few years back. &amp;nbsp;She really wasn't much help to me in the ways that I needed her to be and I can only hope and pray that my two grown sons don't feel that way about me. &amp;nbsp;I don't think they do. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have gained a few pounds back this summer. &amp;nbsp;I have been living it up with wine and gin and tonics to my hearts content. &amp;nbsp;But today's weigh in was a wake up call for me. &amp;nbsp;204 today. &amp;nbsp;Last month I was 198. &amp;nbsp;I was disappointed that I have gained, but I have to take the credit. &lt;br /&gt;I made a promise to go back on plan 100%. &amp;nbsp;And, so I will. &amp;nbsp;I have. &amp;nbsp;I do wish I could find some comfort about the weight, but the training wheels are off for me. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait for guidance. &amp;nbsp;I am grown. &amp;nbsp;I need to do what I need to do and not take the road of denial. &amp;nbsp;It is make it or break it time for me. &amp;nbsp;I have a choice. &amp;nbsp;I can continue being off plan or I can make the change right here to be back on course. &amp;nbsp;I don't know how many of you have been lured by summer eating and drinking, but I hope that you can do what you need for your body to be healthy. &amp;nbsp;Do it today, won't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-9175931334979080366?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/9175931334979080366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/07/training-wheels.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/9175931334979080366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/9175931334979080366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/07/training-wheels.html' title='Training Wheels'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-8807108146632715789</id><published>2010-07-01T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T08:08:58.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation eating'/><title type='text'>The Return to Normal Life</title><content type='html'>So, I am back from vacation. &amp;nbsp;I gained 7.5 lbs, but that is not the focus of this post. &amp;nbsp;I also gained the confidence that I can eat and be merry for a prescribed amount of time and then return to what I would consider eating to live and not living to eat. &amp;nbsp;Eating in the south is a challenge, so I made the decision to enjoy the flavors and different foods. &amp;nbsp;I walked what seemed like a million miles, so I knew that some of the increase in calories would be a wash. &amp;nbsp;I did not eat with reckless abandon, but I did try everything I wanted to try. &amp;nbsp;The southern cooks take perfectly good food like squash and smother it in bacon, butter, and flour. &amp;nbsp;It was almost impossible to eat in a healthful manner in Louisiana at least while one is on vacation. &amp;nbsp;Everything is fried. &amp;nbsp;Everything that is listed as grilled, is also grilled in oil of some kind. &amp;nbsp;So, I went with the flow. &amp;nbsp;I ate until I was full and left the rest. &amp;nbsp;I ate pralines and bread pudding. &amp;nbsp;I ate what tasted good and frankly, everything was delicious. &amp;nbsp;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;The point of my post today isn't a criticism of the south, but really that upon my return, I went back to my plan of healthful eating. &amp;nbsp;It feels good to say that. &amp;nbsp;I was so concerned prior to vacation that 2.5 weeks off plan would do me in and I would not be able to regain the control. &amp;nbsp;But, I did, and I am. &amp;nbsp;As far as the 7.5 goes, 3 of it is already gone as of today. &amp;nbsp;It is progress as far as I am concerned. &amp;nbsp;I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-8807108146632715789?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8807108146632715789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/07/return-to-normal-life.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8807108146632715789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8807108146632715789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/07/return-to-normal-life.html' title='The Return to Normal Life'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-1715173724742303613</id><published>2010-06-16T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:25:55.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation of Sorts</title><content type='html'>I am at my son and DIL's apartment and have been since Sunday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; My son have been deployed overseas and my daughter in law is moving home to La and I am driving with her.&amp;nbsp; It is weird being where he lived and never seeing him here.&amp;nbsp; They only lived here a year.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I have been walking like crazy each day.&amp;nbsp; Over 10000 steps each day and enjoying it.&amp;nbsp; I have strayed off plan, but not too terribly much.&amp;nbsp; Last night I wanted sushi and I regret it today.&amp;nbsp; I took a look at how many calories are in what I had today and just about had a heart attack.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I am done with that and will move on.&amp;nbsp; I have stayed at about the same weight of 198-199 despite my wanderings.&amp;nbsp; I am doing ok because I do feel like I am in control.&amp;nbsp; I brought my food and am eating this mostly but have been allowing myself two lean and greens per day rather than one.&amp;nbsp; All in all, I am not breaking out like a crazy woman and I had realy serious concerns about what I would do without my work a day routine.&amp;nbsp; I am proud of myself and frankly, very proud indeed.&amp;nbsp; Love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-1715173724742303613?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1715173724742303613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/vacation-of-sorts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1715173724742303613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1715173724742303613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/vacation-of-sorts.html' title='Vacation of Sorts'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-2478733722568381025</id><published>2010-06-11T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:16:14.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>197.4 and Menopause</title><content type='html'>Why do I post my weight here? &amp;nbsp;It is all about me and my consuming desire to lose. &amp;nbsp;Posting that number keeps me focused on my goal and I am ok with it for now. &amp;nbsp;It is a reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I read Lyn's blog today about this journey to lose and she has some really good points about not ever being finished. &amp;nbsp; I was working in the premise of an end to this weight loss and really, there isn't an end. I will always need to consider my food choices carefully. &amp;nbsp; Lyn talks about how this is not just a number on a scale, but it is the day by day decisions we make about our choices for food. &amp;nbsp;Here I am at 49 and still don't have shit figured out. &amp;nbsp;Somehow, I thought experience/age brought some sort of relief on that front. &amp;nbsp;Really, I have to adjust my thinking. &amp;nbsp;This is a journey and it is not a sprint. &amp;nbsp;It is a marathon. &amp;nbsp;Hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;On another front, It seems I have entered a new phase in my life; menopause. &amp;nbsp;The hot flashes are constant now and they interrupt my sleep. &amp;nbsp;I have them all day long and all night. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes the flushed skin and sweat takes my breath away as it comes on fast and furious. &amp;nbsp;The hot flashes themselves are not so bad, but here we go again with my body changing without much input or consideration from me. &amp;nbsp;I don't &amp;nbsp;have bad feelings about menopause. &amp;nbsp;I know some do. &amp;nbsp;I can accept that I am changing, but does it have to happen so quickly? &amp;nbsp; I am not interested in hormone therapy for a variety of reasons. &amp;nbsp;I may change my mind on this if the symptoms continue as they are. Ahh life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-2478733722568381025?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2478733722568381025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/1974-and-menopause.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2478733722568381025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2478733722568381025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/1974-and-menopause.html' title='197.4 and Menopause'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-9134500730690533330</id><published>2010-06-06T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T10:36:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Voices</title><content type='html'>I was responding to Lyn's blog at Escape from Obesity today when I had a realization. &amp;nbsp;I can't allow myself to enjoy the success I have experienced because I may fail in the long run. &amp;nbsp;Lyn has lost a tremendous amount of weight and some of this is due to her diet on Medifast. &amp;nbsp;You may recall that I am following that plan. &amp;nbsp;I have lost over 70 on it and feel great in my skin. &amp;nbsp;What I don't feel great about is after the plan. &amp;nbsp;I have competing voices in my head. &amp;nbsp;Some are saying, "you are going to be successful no mater what" and the others are not so hopeful. &amp;nbsp;In fact, they only see failure. &amp;nbsp;Another blog today talked about prepackaged food and the expense of such. &amp;nbsp;Really, I don't think she meant it as a put down to those of us doing this, but it speaks to the voices who think failure is on the horizon. &amp;nbsp;I am worried. &amp;nbsp;I don't know if the success is due to me being diligent or the food, or you name it? &amp;nbsp;What matters to me isn't how I lost the weight, but how I keep it off. &amp;nbsp;The voices don't seem to care either as they are convinced by history. &amp;nbsp;I did this before and gained it all back. &amp;nbsp;I do wish that I could let myself believe that I can keep it off, but I just can't go there today or anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-9134500730690533330?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/9134500730690533330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/voices.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/9134500730690533330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/9134500730690533330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/voices.html' title='The Voices'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-1587454790274230400</id><published>2010-06-03T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T07:11:18.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubts</title><content type='html'>My closest friend has doubts. &amp;nbsp;She has concerns about my food choices. &amp;nbsp;You see, it is about my obsessive compulsive self. &amp;nbsp;I choose to eat the foods I like over and over. &amp;nbsp;Her concern is what will I do after Medifast? &amp;nbsp;I haven't given that much thought to tell the truth. &amp;nbsp;I don't know what I will do. &amp;nbsp;I have no plan at this point. &amp;nbsp;My focus has been entirely on losing and not maintaining when done. &amp;nbsp;I have had a long haul and I am not done yet. &amp;nbsp;I have 38 more to lose. &amp;nbsp;Probably 4 more months yet and maybe more. &amp;nbsp;I can't worry about that yet because my FOCUS is loss. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I should consider later, but right now, I just can't. I choose to eat foods I like. &amp;nbsp;I love the cheese puffs, soup, and bars. &amp;nbsp;It is really all I eat besides my lean and green. &amp;nbsp;I eat what I like. &amp;nbsp;I guess I don't see a huge problem with it at this point, but she is right about thinking about the future. &amp;nbsp;I need to start working on a plan. &amp;nbsp;Medifast does have a transition and maintenance phase. &amp;nbsp;I am going to read more about that. &lt;br /&gt;On another note, I spoke with the scheduler today about the breast reduction. &amp;nbsp;It looks like it is a process. &amp;nbsp;The first thing they do is review my case to see if I meet the qualifications. &amp;nbsp;If I do, they will schedule a consultation. &amp;nbsp; They have people booked already for the next two months, so it looks like it will be August or September. &amp;nbsp;I worry I won't meet the qualifications. &amp;nbsp;I would be so disappointed. &amp;nbsp;I guess I would just have to see what it takes and do that to get qualified. &amp;nbsp;I wont give up on this. &amp;nbsp;It is just too important and I have worked too hard to see it fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-1587454790274230400?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1587454790274230400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/doubts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1587454790274230400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/1587454790274230400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/doubts.html' title='Doubts'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-978489436004672569</id><published>2010-06-02T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:01:04.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200 Today</title><content type='html'>Ok.&amp;nbsp; I am struggling with this a bit.&amp;nbsp; I was down to 198 and then poof!&amp;nbsp; 200.6.&amp;nbsp; I did eat some cookies last weekend and drank some wine, but I tracked every calorie and still burnt around 900 more than I ate this past week.&amp;nbsp; I finally got the go on the breast reduction.&amp;nbsp; I talked to the scheduler and it looks like I won't see any action from the knife until August or September at the soonest.&amp;nbsp; I am fine with this as there is a lot to do this summer.&amp;nbsp; Recupperating in the fall seems perfect.&amp;nbsp; I will probably lose another 10 pounds in the breast reduction alone.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I do know this will happen and I just need to be patient.&amp;nbsp; I go on vacation on June 13 for 2.5 weeks, so I am worried about a gain.&amp;nbsp; I plan on bringing the medifast with me and eating as close to plan as possible.&amp;nbsp; This could prove difficult in New Orleans.&amp;nbsp; I have been reviewing books and such and it looks like everything is FRIED.&amp;nbsp; Oh no?&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, I won't make too many concessions and won't gain.&amp;nbsp; I worry too much.&amp;nbsp; I bought some bands to take on the trip so I can do some exercises in my room.&amp;nbsp; I know I will be walking a lot and that should really help.&amp;nbsp; I hope.&amp;nbsp; I am doubtful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-978489436004672569?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/978489436004672569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/200-today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/978489436004672569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/978489436004672569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/200-today.html' title='200 Today'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-8649076891979829479</id><published>2010-05-26T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:10:54.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>199.6 Day After Biggest Loser Finale</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, I managed to maintain the 199 weight with an additional loss of .2.&amp;nbsp; I feel pretty darn excited about that.&amp;nbsp; I am finally free of the 200's.&amp;nbsp; I really hope that it is forever this time.&amp;nbsp; That doesn't mean I have no faith in myself.&amp;nbsp; It only means I know never to say never again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did anyone have a chance to see the BL finale?&amp;nbsp; I watched and was not surprised by the winner.&amp;nbsp; It was either Michael or Ash.&amp;nbsp; Everyone really looked good and I was very impressed with everyone's progress.&amp;nbsp; Even the people who worked their plan at home looked really good.&amp;nbsp; Koli seemed done in by the whole process when he said he just wanted to go home.&amp;nbsp; Michael looked really happy.&amp;nbsp; Ashley seemed sort of amazed by the whole process.&amp;nbsp; She did so well and was beautiful in her dress.&amp;nbsp; Sunshine, who was my favorite, was beautiful.&amp;nbsp; He dad Oneil, looked healthy and happy.&amp;nbsp; The only thing that really stuck out to me was how much this group supported each other.&amp;nbsp; They seemed in many regards like family.&amp;nbsp; This was a fun season to watch and to cheer them on.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for next season 10.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-8649076891979829479?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8649076891979829479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/1996-day-after-biggest-loser-finale.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8649076891979829479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8649076891979829479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/1996-day-after-biggest-loser-finale.html' title='199.6 Day After Biggest Loser Finale'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4102708835545291094</id><published>2010-05-25T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:32:56.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>199.8 If I Don't Move</title><content type='html'>Well, friends, it finally happened.&amp;nbsp; I got below 200.&amp;nbsp; It still counts as below even if only 2/10ths below.&amp;nbsp; I got it and I am keeping it.&amp;nbsp; Two more pounds and I can ask the doc for the referral for the breast reduction.&amp;nbsp; I am feeling so good right now.&amp;nbsp; Accomplished.&amp;nbsp; Good.&amp;nbsp; Any yes, the scale dictates to me.&amp;nbsp; Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4102708835545291094?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4102708835545291094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/1998-if-i-dont-move.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4102708835545291094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4102708835545291094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/1998-if-i-dont-move.html' title='199.8 If I Don&apos;t Move'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4700191342266303258</id><published>2010-05-24T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:29:09.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Food and God</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I am reading this book tittled, Women, Food, and God by Geneen Roth.&amp;nbsp; A friend gave it to me as she found the book very enlightening.&amp;nbsp; I like the book and the premise is that overeating has to do with filling hole in our spirituality.&amp;nbsp; In essence, overeating because we feel____ (fill in the blank).&amp;nbsp; She wants us to think about mindfulness and claims that she has lost and gained back over a thousand pounds in her lifetime.&amp;nbsp; She won't ever diet again and believes that we can and should eat what we want and if mindful about this, we will stop when full.&amp;nbsp; Thus, no weight issues.&amp;nbsp; Hmmm.&amp;nbsp; It is an interesting idea.&amp;nbsp; Maybe even one that works.&amp;nbsp; I do find the writing hard to follow as the auther doesn't stay on one topic for long.&amp;nbsp; The book is an easy read in that it goes pretty quickly.&amp;nbsp; The concept is interesting to say the least.&amp;nbsp; On another note, my weight is stuck at 200.4 for the last several days and each day I get up with hopeful anticipation.&amp;nbsp; Not today.&amp;nbsp; Not yesterday nor the day before did I break through that 200 lb barrier.&amp;nbsp; It is close.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yesterday was my 49th birthday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I gave myself a somewhat free day of eating, but didn't go overboard.&amp;nbsp; It was a nice day and I felt relaxed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4700191342266303258?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4700191342266303258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/women-food-and-god.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4700191342266303258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4700191342266303258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/women-food-and-god.html' title='Women Food and God'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-7647211323901146846</id><published>2010-05-19T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:51:57.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day After Biggest Loser</title><content type='html'>So this week was a great show as always.&amp;nbsp; Koli tried too hard and Daris didn't try hard enough.&amp;nbsp; The two people least likely to make it are in the top two positions, Michael and Ashley.&amp;nbsp; Go figure.&amp;nbsp; Daris did great with his run, but could not control himself while he was home.&amp;nbsp; Sound like anyone else out there?&amp;nbsp; Way too familiar.&amp;nbsp; Or in my case, I have been like Koli with my eye so on the prize that I didn't stop to think about the consequences of my lack of eating.&amp;nbsp; Koli worked out like a son of a gun and only lost a few pounds the entire month.&amp;nbsp; Daris gained two pounds despite his runs.&amp;nbsp; I will vote for Daris to win as I feel sorry for him.&amp;nbsp; I know how hard it is to lose a ton of weight and then find yourself out of control.&amp;nbsp; I can also relate to Koli focusing so hard on the goal that he loses sight of the here and now.&amp;nbsp; But, Koli has not been a team player the way Daris has.&amp;nbsp; I see Daris supporting the others.&amp;nbsp; Koli has been all about Sam or himself.&amp;nbsp; I love to see the way the people are so supportive of each other.&amp;nbsp; This groupd is really unique that way.&amp;nbsp; They seem to really care about each other and the journey that they are on.&amp;nbsp; Again, that is why we are in this blog world, isn't it?&amp;nbsp; I love the support we all have for each other.&amp;nbsp; It is important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-7647211323901146846?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7647211323901146846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-after-biggest-loser.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7647211323901146846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7647211323901146846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-after-biggest-loser.html' title='Day After Biggest Loser'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-8935977038835676203</id><published>2010-05-18T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:48:01.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>201.6 Another Low and Another Come Clean Time</title><content type='html'>Well, here is another new low that I am so glad to see.&amp;nbsp; But, I have yet, another confession.&amp;nbsp; The past two weeks I have only been eating 600-700 calories a day.&amp;nbsp; You know what?&amp;nbsp; It didn't work.&amp;nbsp; I didn't lose like I wanted.&amp;nbsp; My body just would not budge.&amp;nbsp; I worked out.&amp;nbsp; I cut those calories and deviated from the program.&amp;nbsp; I am so compulsive that I thought I could cut even more and drop weight faster.&amp;nbsp; You see, I have all the components of an eating disorder.&amp;nbsp; I could easily stop eating entirely.&amp;nbsp; But I don't and I won't.&amp;nbsp; I had another a ha moment when the scale would not budge.&amp;nbsp; My best buddy also called me on my shit.&amp;nbsp; She saw it and called it.&amp;nbsp; And, she was right.&amp;nbsp; I have since gone back to 900-1000 calories a day.&amp;nbsp; And down the scale goes.&amp;nbsp; Hmmm.&amp;nbsp; Don't try this at home folks.&amp;nbsp; It won't work.&amp;nbsp; You have to fuel your body to lose weight.&amp;nbsp; The proof is in the pudding.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, I just wonder about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-8935977038835676203?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8935977038835676203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/2016-another-low-and-another-come-clean.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8935977038835676203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8935977038835676203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/2016-another-low-and-another-come-clean.html' title='201.6 Another Low and Another Come Clean Time'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4888191138420817762</id><published>2010-05-16T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T09:55:31.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What does success look like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Here is my weight loss progression from the beginning of this journey. &amp;nbsp;As you can see I have no huge drops at any one time. &amp;nbsp;It is just slow progression on a day by day basis. &amp;nbsp;This is what it is supposed to be, yet I am still not happy. &amp;nbsp;I have 40 more to go. &amp;nbsp;My actual start weight was 168, but for some odd reason I recorded 167 like that was a better number. &amp;nbsp;Oh, the mind games I go through. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, today's weight is 202. &amp;nbsp;I can really taste onederland now. &amp;nbsp;It just can't come fast enough. &amp;nbsp;I posted this chart because I need to see it like this. &amp;nbsp;I need to see that I have made progress. &amp;nbsp;I have made progress and it is successful. &amp;nbsp;No doubt about it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Graphs.asp.png" src="webkit-fake-url://13FA6DD1-E124-4010-982B-22C3D7A4D148/Graphs.asp.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4888191138420817762?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4888191138420817762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-does-success-look-like.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4888191138420817762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4888191138420817762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-does-success-look-like.html' title='What does success look like?'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-8687984257734146293</id><published>2010-05-14T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:28:34.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can See Clearly Now 202.4</title><content type='html'>I had a funny thing happen to me this morning.&amp;nbsp; I looked into the mirror and was surprised at what I saw.&amp;nbsp; I saw a former me.&amp;nbsp; A younger me.&amp;nbsp; A prettier me than I have in years.&amp;nbsp; My skin is clear, my eyes vibrant, my jawbone is there.&amp;nbsp; I can see it.&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen me for a long time and I welcomed her back.&amp;nbsp; I was moved by who I saw and I said to myself, this is good.&amp;nbsp; You look good.&amp;nbsp; Welcome back.&amp;nbsp; I got tears in my eyes.&amp;nbsp; I thought you deserve this.&amp;nbsp; You really do.&amp;nbsp; It is ok to be happy about this.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to give permission to feel good about me and I did. &lt;br /&gt;What I don't understand is why others can't see what a struggle this is for me.&amp;nbsp; This is my life and if I don't become healthy, I could die.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to go out for a drink right now.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to sabotage this new girl I see.&amp;nbsp; Drinks are not necessary at this moment.&amp;nbsp; Health is necessary.&amp;nbsp; Every pound I lose gets me closer to that goal.&amp;nbsp; Drinking and eating what I want doesn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-8687984257734146293?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8687984257734146293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-see-clearly-now-2024.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8687984257734146293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8687984257734146293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-can-see-clearly-now-2024.html' title='I Can See Clearly Now 202.4'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4807315349204961602</id><published>2010-05-13T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:39:19.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiritaki Noodles</title><content type='html'>Wow. &amp;nbsp;I love these "noodles" because they have no calories, no fat, no carbs, no nothing. &amp;nbsp;It is awesome. &amp;nbsp;Tonight I made this dish I made up in my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can tomato no salt 16oz diced&lt;br /&gt;1 Yellow bell pepper sliced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 yellow onion chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp low salt soy&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs basil dried&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup red wine&lt;br /&gt;1 package Shiritaki noodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saute onion, garlic, bell pepper till soft in olive oil&lt;br /&gt;add soy, vinegar, and wine&lt;br /&gt;add basil and red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;cook 3-5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;add rinsed and drained noodles&lt;br /&gt;stir&lt;br /&gt;cook 2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add parmesan cheese when served&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. &amp;nbsp;This is delicious. &amp;nbsp;My son loved it and he grew up eating regular noodles. &amp;nbsp;Although he can tell the difference in noodles, he thought this dish was delicious. &amp;nbsp;I highly recommend trying these noodles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think. &amp;nbsp;I got mine at Whole Foods. &amp;nbsp;They were $1.79 and called tofu shiritaki. &amp;nbsp;I also ordered some online that are the no cal, fat, carb. &amp;nbsp;This brand does have 20 cal, 1 gram protein, 3 carb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4807315349204961602?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4807315349204961602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/shiritaki-noodles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4807315349204961602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4807315349204961602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/shiritaki-noodles.html' title='Shiritaki Noodles'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-6810686236216876259</id><published>2010-05-12T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T06:23:29.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>Biggest Loser was awesome last night. &amp;nbsp;I was sad to see Sunshine leave without being in the final four. &amp;nbsp;What was really inspirational, though, was the retrospective on each of the five final players. &amp;nbsp;Each one was recorded when they first came on the show. &amp;nbsp;They were asked to tell the thin person they would become why they needed to keep going and what it feels like to be so fat. &amp;nbsp;It was awesome. &amp;nbsp;Each one of them was moved to tears by the progress they had made. &amp;nbsp;Most had lost over a hundred pounds in 17 weeks. &amp;nbsp;They did this with all day exercise and frigging hard work. &amp;nbsp;The point is that they were reminded where they came from and the need to move forward and not backslide. &amp;nbsp;The show also had two former winners. &amp;nbsp;One kept her weight off and the male put all his back on. &amp;nbsp;Wow. &amp;nbsp;The courage it must have taken to come on the show and allow everyone to see his struggle with putting weight back on. &amp;nbsp;I admire that man. &amp;nbsp;Not for gaining weight, but for courage. &amp;nbsp;He is in the process of relosing this weight. &amp;nbsp;He is over 300 lbs. &amp;nbsp;Daunting. &amp;nbsp;I can't imagine what he struggles with. &amp;nbsp;The point of the whole show was that they all need to stay focused. &amp;nbsp;The advice was to not give yourself a pass when the weight begins to creep back on. &amp;nbsp;Wow. &amp;nbsp;I can relate to that having done what he did. &amp;nbsp;But, so what. &amp;nbsp;That is the past. &amp;nbsp;Right? &amp;nbsp;Truth is, we all worry about it. &amp;nbsp;The final four should be interesting to watch. &amp;nbsp;I am not for Koli. &amp;nbsp;He was too full of himself and cocky. &amp;nbsp;I want Ashley to win or Michael. &amp;nbsp;They still have concern for their fellow contestants. &amp;nbsp;That kind of attitude works for me. &amp;nbsp;Isn't that why we all comment on each other's blogs? &amp;nbsp;We all care about these struggles and really want each other to succeed. &amp;nbsp;I know that is why I am here. &amp;nbsp;I appreciate all of you and the common support we offer. &amp;nbsp;Thanks, gals and guys. &amp;nbsp;I can't do it without you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-6810686236216876259?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-1306381261386943410</id><published>2010-05-11T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:03:10.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a day worth?</title><content type='html'>Each day, I wake up to the same feeling.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if any more weight has been moved off my body.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for one day to end, so that the start of another means I am that much closer to my goal.&amp;nbsp; Really, it is mostly what I think about.&amp;nbsp; I am motivated beyond belief.&amp;nbsp; I realize that this may not stay with me and for that, I am afraid.&amp;nbsp; What if this is all just a terrible dream.&amp;nbsp; I really haven't lost 66 lbs.&amp;nbsp; I really am that really fat girl in the picture.&amp;nbsp; Am I destined to become her again?&amp;nbsp; Somehow, I have to hold onto this feeling.&amp;nbsp; I watched some reruns of the biggest loser this week end.&amp;nbsp; (yes, I am obsessive).&amp;nbsp; Bob and Jillian keep pushing for that breakthrough for each contestant as to why they are fat.&amp;nbsp; Obviously, this can't be an easy question, or we would all be thin.&amp;nbsp; Right?&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&amp;nbsp; What I do know is I just can't be that fat girl again and by no means am I done here.&amp;nbsp; I have 43 left to lose.&amp;nbsp; I can get there.&amp;nbsp; I will get there.&amp;nbsp; I have to.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to see BL tonight.&amp;nbsp; I am rooting for everyone to make their goal and I don't care a bit who wins the money.&amp;nbsp; They will all be winners if they achieve good health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-1306381261386943410?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4151569358676214007</id><published>2010-05-10T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:11:20.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S-i6kDh_I3I/AAAAAAAAACE/NhS09McolnM/s1600/IMG_0044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S-i6kDh_I3I/AAAAAAAAACE/NhS09McolnM/s640/IMG_0044.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S-i7dB-U8MI/AAAAAAAAACM/GBjBPRdAAOc/s1600/P9300081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S-i7dB-U8MI/AAAAAAAAACM/GBjBPRdAAOc/s640/P9300081.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, here I am on Mothers Day with my wonder dog, Bella in the picture on top. &amp;nbsp;The pic below is me just before I started my diet. &amp;nbsp;I am the one on the right. &amp;nbsp;Can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how fat I had become. &amp;nbsp;I do now. &amp;nbsp;I feel good and like walking. Thank God I have lost weight. &amp;nbsp;Where was I heading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thought I would share some photos. &amp;nbsp;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4151569358676214007?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4151569358676214007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/photos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4151569358676214007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4151569358676214007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S-i6kDh_I3I/AAAAAAAAACE/NhS09McolnM/s72-c/IMG_0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-516148934199332221</id><published>2010-05-06T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:20:53.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgements</title><content type='html'>We all make them. &amp;nbsp;We decide who people are and what they think just by looking. &amp;nbsp;How about fat people? &amp;nbsp;What are they about? &amp;nbsp;Are they all lazy, out of control people? &amp;nbsp; I don't think it can be answered that simply. &amp;nbsp;I don't have the answer why so many people are so fat, but when I look around, I see fat people. &amp;nbsp;They are everywhere. &amp;nbsp;I know the pain they feel when people make judgements about who they are. &amp;nbsp;They may not say it, but the look of disgust is there. &amp;nbsp;Shaking of heads, or a brazen comment can send someone reeling. &amp;nbsp;I have compassion for how hard losing weight is. &amp;nbsp;I have compassion for how people get fat and can't see that they can get out of it. &amp;nbsp;It is a long road. &amp;nbsp;It takes work. &amp;nbsp;Everyday, it is among the choices. &amp;nbsp;Will I have salad or fries? &amp;nbsp;How about baked potato or broccoli? &amp;nbsp;Will I have the fried fish or the baked cod? &amp;nbsp;How about pancakes? &amp;nbsp;How about it? &amp;nbsp;I caught myself feeling superior today because I no longer look fat and I have lost 64 lbs. &amp;nbsp;I am still heavy, and have 46 more to lose to reach a healthy BMI. &amp;nbsp;I checked myself after the thought because this isn't easy. &amp;nbsp;It's hard and it sucks to be fat. &amp;nbsp;It sucks to be fat and to be judged for it. I am not cured. &amp;nbsp;I am thinner, but I am not above gaining the weight back. &amp;nbsp;I have done that before. &amp;nbsp;It sucks even more the second time. &amp;nbsp; I won't judge someone by their size again. &amp;nbsp;I have walked in their shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-516148934199332221?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/516148934199332221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/judgements.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/516148934199332221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/516148934199332221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/judgements.html' title='Judgements'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-2630826933693245728</id><published>2010-05-01T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T09:26:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>Lat night I dreamt about being alone. &amp;nbsp;All alone. &amp;nbsp;My closest friend was choosing to move away. &amp;nbsp;Where would I be? &amp;nbsp;Alone. &amp;nbsp;The biggest loser week 14 is down to the final 8. &amp;nbsp;Ashley feels alone without Drea as she went home last week. &amp;nbsp;Ashley feels she just can't do this alone. &amp;nbsp;But, she can. &amp;nbsp;In fact, she may be stronger than she thinks. &amp;nbsp;I wonder though, am I as strong as I need to be? &amp;nbsp;Can I stand on my own and do the work that remains to be done? &amp;nbsp;Yes, the hard work is done alone. &amp;nbsp;It is those choices we make all day and everyday. &amp;nbsp;Will I choose to eat this, drink that. &amp;nbsp;The moment by moment choices are, at times, excruciating. &amp;nbsp;But, I can, we can, do this. &amp;nbsp;Because we really are not alone. &amp;nbsp;We have each other as support. &amp;nbsp;That is why we blog, isn't it? &amp;nbsp;We are in this together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-2630826933693245728?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-653556981077843498</id><published>2010-04-30T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:48:23.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin</title><content type='html'>I was 208 today. &amp;nbsp;I feel good in my skin. &amp;nbsp;I feel good about my accomplishment. &amp;nbsp;I lost 60 lbs. &amp;nbsp;That is awesome and my body is glad. &amp;nbsp;I feel like kid with a new toy and it's my body. &amp;nbsp;That feel wonderful. &amp;nbsp;I had a first today. &amp;nbsp;I bought some new pajamas in size large. &amp;nbsp;Really? &amp;nbsp;size large? &amp;nbsp;Yep. &amp;nbsp;It is true. &amp;nbsp;I came home from work today and folded several loads of laundry. &amp;nbsp;I am not tired. &amp;nbsp;I feel good. &amp;nbsp;Good in my skin. &amp;nbsp;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-653556981077843498?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/653556981077843498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/skin.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/653556981077843498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/653556981077843498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/skin.html' title='Skin'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-7405864121502745358</id><published>2010-04-29T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:01:00.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>Isn't everything really about our perspective?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I read in Jennifers blog today that she is only down to 176.&amp;nbsp; She was slightly disappointed because she had hoped for more.&amp;nbsp; I get that, really I do.&amp;nbsp; For me, 176 is a dream come true.&amp;nbsp; I know she gets that and doesn't wish anyone for anything different.&amp;nbsp; What I am saying though, is when are we satisfied with our progress?&amp;nbsp; I hear almost daily how good I look and my repsonse is often, thanks, but I have so far to go.&amp;nbsp; And, I do have 48 lbs left to lose.&amp;nbsp; 60 have been lost and it is great, but not enough.&amp;nbsp; I have a goal weight of 160 and I just can't wait to get there.&amp;nbsp; I dream about it everynight before I go to bed.&amp;nbsp; I try and visualize the success.&amp;nbsp; I do want to keep my focus and keep my eye on the prize.&amp;nbsp; Good health and a normal BMI are my focus.&amp;nbsp; I am more comfortable in my thinner skin, but can not allow complacency to creep its ugly head into this goal.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what Jennifers goal is and I hope she is almost there.&amp;nbsp; But, I do know she is on the right path for health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I do have reason to celebrate.&amp;nbsp; I fit into a pair of size 14 dockers that I bought at Costco about 6 weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; I hoped that they fit then, but they I could not even button them.&amp;nbsp; Today, I slipped into them like butter.&amp;nbsp; That is success, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-7405864121502745358?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7405864121502745358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/perspective.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7405864121502745358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7405864121502745358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-2723409245269655075</id><published>2010-04-28T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:33:24.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Comfortable with My Obsessive Compulsive Self?</title><content type='html'>208.6 exactly 60lbs lost!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my office mate asked me a question.&amp;nbsp; It was a good question, but it made me laugh in the beginning because I felt like a kid who had been exposed.&amp;nbsp; It all stemmed from her observations of my behaviour.&amp;nbsp; Mainly, the bodybugg, calorie counting, using an exercise ball as my chair (which apparently causes you to burn more calories than just sitting in a regular chair), blogging, talking about my weight constantly, having hand held weights in the office to use while talking on the phone,&amp;nbsp; and walking at lunch.&amp;nbsp; Whew!&amp;nbsp; Ok, so, what I have done here is surround myself with constant reminders of what my goal is.&amp;nbsp; She wanted to know how I felt about it.&amp;nbsp; My first question was if she was ok with all of this.&amp;nbsp; She is ok with it, but wonders if I am comfortable?&amp;nbsp; My answer is that I find this comforting by surrounding myself with this.&amp;nbsp; It is comfortable because I am obsessive compulsive.&amp;nbsp; I MUST do this or I will be fat.&amp;nbsp; That is part of the reason I was fat.&amp;nbsp; I am either on or off something and not being on watching my weight is what got me here now.&amp;nbsp; It is what I think about constantly and I am comfortable with it.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to become fat again.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to have 100 lbs to lose to reach a normal BMI.&amp;nbsp; I do enjoy my lighter body and am really relishing how comfortable that feels im my skin.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if I can continue to obsess forever and that worries me.&amp;nbsp; How will I find a happy medium?&amp;nbsp; How do any of us do that?&amp;nbsp; It seems to me that this isn't all that unordinary and that others do the same with sports or diet?&amp;nbsp; What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-2723409245269655075?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2723409245269655075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-comfortable-with-my-obsessive.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2723409245269655075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2723409245269655075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-comfortable-with-my-obsessive.html' title='Am I Comfortable with My Obsessive Compulsive Self?'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-3956094933242228603</id><published>2010-04-27T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T10:51:18.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>209.6 today and holding!</title><content type='html'>I wrote about accountability the other day and I am glad I did. &amp;nbsp;I came out of the closet about my obsession. &amp;nbsp;It felt scary and freeing at the same time. &amp;nbsp;SkinnyHollie wrote today about her own issues with hiding her food from herself and others. &amp;nbsp;She wouldn't track food on days she knows she didn't meet her own goals. &amp;nbsp;I understand this very well. &amp;nbsp;Eventually, we all need to come clean, but it is frightening. &amp;nbsp;I applaud Hollie. &amp;nbsp;She is brave. &amp;nbsp;I am brave. &amp;nbsp;We deserve to be healthy and we will. &amp;nbsp; Today she posted the good, bad and ugly eating she did. &amp;nbsp;It is a first step or second or whatever step it needs to be. &amp;nbsp;She is ok and so am I. &amp;nbsp;Biggest loser keeps waiting for those breakthroughs to happen with the contestants. &amp;nbsp;They are sometimes small, but meaningful. &amp;nbsp;I love this show and it gives me courage. &amp;nbsp;If a 345 lb guy can run a 5K, what am I whining about? &amp;nbsp;Wow. &amp;nbsp;Courage. &amp;nbsp;I love it. &amp;nbsp;Thanks to everyone out there rooting for me. &amp;nbsp;I appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-3956094933242228603?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3956094933242228603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2096-today-and-holding.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3956094933242228603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3956094933242228603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2096-today-and-holding.html' title='209.6 today and holding!'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-6045969533226285909</id><published>2010-04-25T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:02:14.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession Time</title><content type='html'>Today's lovely weigh in 209.4. &amp;nbsp;Happy about that I am. &amp;nbsp;But, I do have a confession to make. &amp;nbsp;I am so possessed by the loss of weight that I began doing some of my former high school days type of obsession by taking laxatives. &amp;nbsp;I have been doing this for approximately 2 months. &amp;nbsp;Why? &amp;nbsp;Because I am possessed by the need for a quick loss. &amp;nbsp;I began to doubt my ability to truly do this with my diet and forged ahead with what I know keeps the loss going and I mean literally. &amp;nbsp;I finally had to fess up and have stopped doing this as of last night. &amp;nbsp;I know it is not good for me to do this every day and I can see that I just trade one addiction for another. &amp;nbsp;Geez. &amp;nbsp;I don't like it about myself and it just makes me sad. &amp;nbsp;I have been lying to me. &amp;nbsp;I will stop this and go back to what has been working. &amp;nbsp;Diet and walking. &amp;nbsp;I will leave the obsession behind for now and go back to healthy attitudes. &amp;nbsp;No more laxatives, just eating the way I should. &amp;nbsp;I know what to do. &amp;nbsp;Sorry everyone for not being honest. &amp;nbsp;I have a long way to go both emotionally and weight. &amp;nbsp;Someday, I will get there for both of those areas. &amp;nbsp;I guess the only thing to do is confess and then release and let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-6045969533226285909?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6045969533226285909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/confession-time.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/6045969533226285909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/6045969533226285909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/confession-time.html' title='Confession Time'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-6751071135532253919</id><published>2010-04-23T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:02:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Steady?</title><content type='html'>Today's weigh in is 210 exactly.&amp;nbsp; Up a lb from last week and this after walking each day and aiming for those 10000 steps.&amp;nbsp; Yep, disappointed and frustrated.&amp;nbsp; I guess my body is just holding on to the weight and for the first time in 6 mo I started to doubt myself about the possibilities.&amp;nbsp; I will keep trudging along and hope for the best, but ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-6751071135532253919?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-5229727117415742023</id><published>2010-04-17T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T08:36:45.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Loser Revelations</title><content type='html'>I watched episode 12 last night from the BL. &amp;nbsp;I was struck by the revelation that Sunshine had about being immeshed with her father. &amp;nbsp;It seems part of the reason Sunshine got to the size she was when she joined the show, was indeed her relationship with her father. &amp;nbsp;They are close, so close that he just couldn't let her go to be her own person. &amp;nbsp;Inside that fat girl is a beautiful butterfly waiting to fly. &amp;nbsp;He adores his daughter and vice versa. &amp;nbsp;Nothing wrong with that, in fact really wonderful in many regards. &amp;nbsp;Problem is when we hold on too tight. &amp;nbsp;We prevent our children from being released to be who they were meant to be. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sunshine's father didn't want his daughter to go away. &amp;nbsp;He was afraid his beautiful girl couldn't stand on her own. &amp;nbsp;Being fat kept them together and insulated from others. &amp;nbsp;Losing the weight on this show has given way to revelations for Sunshine. &amp;nbsp;She has gained confidence and can see that she can stand on her own. &amp;nbsp;She wants this for herself and quite beautifully, her father understands that his daughter must now make her own way. &amp;nbsp;I was awed by the love the two of these people share. &amp;nbsp;They are amazing people, but you know, not unlike so many of us. &amp;nbsp;What is it that keeps us from emerging as the beautiful butterfly we really are? &amp;nbsp;When will we break free from the ca coon of fat we are in? &amp;nbsp;Will we allow ourselves to love us that much? &amp;nbsp;It takes courage. &amp;nbsp;I am a work in progress. &amp;nbsp;I want to believe in myself the way Sunshine is starting to believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-5229727117415742023?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5229727117415742023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/biggest-loser-revelations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5229727117415742023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5229727117415742023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/biggest-loser-revelations.html' title='Biggest Loser Revelations'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-3210285163232277497</id><published>2010-04-13T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T08:25:48.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accountability</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I read about SkinnyHollie and her decision to quit dieting. &amp;nbsp;It really intrigues me about that concept. &amp;nbsp;I think that there is great truth to the idea that diets suck. &amp;nbsp;They don't work in the long run and I can do anything for awhile. &amp;nbsp;I guess that is where the idea of willpower comes in. &amp;nbsp;Problem is, once the diet is done? (really, is it ever done?) the weight comes back on. &amp;nbsp;But I think there is a distinct problem with the very idea of being done. &amp;nbsp;Are we really done? &amp;nbsp;or do we need to constantly monitor and make choices for our bodies to run on the best fuel available. &amp;nbsp;I think that is what Hollie is trying to get to and I do applaud her for that. &amp;nbsp;I responded to her blog that what strikes my is that perhaps there will be that lack of accountability that comes with a diet or a plan. &amp;nbsp;I know for myself that the problem I encountered with gaining the weight back before was a lack of accountability. &amp;nbsp;I didn't weigh myself for two years. &amp;nbsp;I just could not deal with the failure that I knew the scale would not lie about. &amp;nbsp;Truth is, I just hurt myself anyway. &amp;nbsp;I gained back all the weight I fought so hard to lose. &amp;nbsp;All the very times I chose to eat fuel and not make food the prize, just went to hell when I lost my accountability. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday, a friend in the office said she saw my other Medifast buddy going through the drive through at TacoBell. &amp;nbsp;Wow, her words were hard to hear. &amp;nbsp;It was like a junky was seen getting a fix after being in rehab. &amp;nbsp;Many people might think that was a horrible thing to say to my friend, but you know, it wasn't. &amp;nbsp;It was accountability staring at her hard and cold. &amp;nbsp;She said she was just getting a diet coke and I hope that was really the truth, I don't have a reason not to believe her. &amp;nbsp;I do know that those drive throughs are a source of temptation. &amp;nbsp;But then, hey, isn't everything. &amp;nbsp;I do think Hollie is on to something and I REALLY want to see her succeed at whatever path she chooses. &amp;nbsp;I hope that I can be a source of support to all of us on this road. &amp;nbsp;I will seek to do that in an honest and truthful manner and I welcome honest and truthful feedback from all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-3210285163232277497?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3210285163232277497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/accountability.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3210285163232277497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3210285163232277497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/accountability.html' title='Accountability'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-3188000948788438098</id><published>2010-04-12T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:28:32.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel like posting today.</title><content type='html'>I don't feel like posting today because I just suck at this winner at a losing game thing.&amp;nbsp; Last week I was so ON it, but Sunday came and I just went hog wild with the food.&amp;nbsp; I was so stuffed that I hurt.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, hurt.&amp;nbsp; I drank and I ate my weigh to a three lb gain.&amp;nbsp; OK, you say, it is water.&amp;nbsp; Well, I don't care what it is, I just let myself sabotage again.&amp;nbsp; I need to lose to reach my goal of 210 and quickly.&amp;nbsp; I knew that going in yesterday, but I did it anyway.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; I am back on today, but I think it was Jack Shit who said it best about not relosing each week what was gained on the week end.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-3188000948788438098?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3188000948788438098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-feel-like-posting-today.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3188000948788438098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3188000948788438098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-feel-like-posting-today.html' title='I don&apos;t feel like posting today.'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-591956550629989863</id><published>2010-04-09T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:44:58.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Post Again Today</title><content type='html'>I just have to share the good news. &amp;nbsp;I was informed by my doctor that I am only 2 lbs from being on the list to have a breast reduction. &amp;nbsp;I am so excited and very motivated by that news. &amp;nbsp;Plus, no more GERD medicine and no more cholesterol. &amp;nbsp;My doc was pretty please with the 56 lb loss. &amp;nbsp;I have to say that this was a very good day for me. &amp;nbsp;I have large and pendulous breasts and a breast reduction is going to change my life so very much. &amp;nbsp;This is not a surgery for cosmetics, but for quality of life and under those circumstances, the insurance will pay for it. &amp;nbsp;This was the best news and again, really gives me a reason to keep going strong. &amp;nbsp;Yeah me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-591956550629989863?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/591956550629989863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2nd-post-again-today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/591956550629989863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/591956550629989863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2nd-post-again-today.html' title='2nd Post Again Today'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-8883153537363094265</id><published>2010-04-09T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:46:57.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>212.6 Same as Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Friday weigh in number.&amp;nbsp; See above.&amp;nbsp; Feeling a bit low today.&amp;nbsp; Low energy and enthusiasm.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I wore myself out being so proud of myself yesterday?&amp;nbsp; Anyway,&amp;nbsp; I am getting lots of compliments on my weight loss.&amp;nbsp; People are really noticing.&amp;nbsp; When I started this journey, I was convinced that it wasn't for any attention.&amp;nbsp; I realize that it feels good to have people notice.&amp;nbsp; I am catholic and we were raised not to have such pride in our appearance.&amp;nbsp; I almost feel ashamed for being proud of the accomplishment.&amp;nbsp; I have so far yet to go, but it feels tangible at this moment.&amp;nbsp; Really, like I can do this this time.&amp;nbsp; Can I allow myself to feel good for very long?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-8883153537363094265?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8883153537363094265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2126-same-as-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8883153537363094265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8883153537363094265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2126-same-as-yesterday.html' title='212.6 Same as Yesterday'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-7507884135461479468</id><published>2010-04-08T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:24:22.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Post Today</title><content type='html'>I feel so good and so accomplished that it doesn't feel right at all.&amp;nbsp; I am wearing a pair of pants (size 14) which I wore after losing weight the first time with LA weight loss.&amp;nbsp; I have to say I felt frigging triumphant at getting these on to wear to work today.&amp;nbsp; Only problem is I feel too big for my britches.&amp;nbsp; No pun intended.&amp;nbsp; The pants fit great.&amp;nbsp; Is the problem that I feel I don't deserve to feel good?&amp;nbsp; Maybe.&amp;nbsp; I do know that finally reaching a place I never thought I would have the courage to get to again makes me happy and scared.&amp;nbsp; I just can't do this again.&amp;nbsp; Anyone else relate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-7507884135461479468?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7507884135461479468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2nd-post-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7507884135461479468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7507884135461479468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2nd-post-today.html' title='2nd Post Today'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-7217752861173889201</id><published>2010-04-08T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T07:50:07.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>212.6 Seriously?</title><content type='html'>Yep, it is true. &amp;nbsp;I weighed myself 6 x to make sure the scale Gods were not playing a terrible trick on me. &amp;nbsp;That is four lbs this week since Monday. &amp;nbsp;One per day. &amp;nbsp;Hmm. &amp;nbsp;This won't last, but in spite of my lack of motivation last month, this is a good catch up. &amp;nbsp;Can't wait to meet and break the 210 mark. &amp;nbsp;Maybe this week end?&lt;br /&gt;So, first impressions of BodyBugg. &amp;nbsp;Their web site is not user friendly. &amp;nbsp;It won't let you set a goal of losing more than 2.4 lbs a week. &amp;nbsp;Which if you know Medifast, it is possible to lose 5 lbs a week. &amp;nbsp;Testimony here &amp;nbsp;is please see above. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, the other issue I have is the nutrition goals. &amp;nbsp;They set a menu for you and don't want you to drop below their recommended calorie limits. &amp;nbsp;In fact, it won't let you do that. &amp;nbsp;So, we shall see how this plays out. &amp;nbsp;I am thus far leaning towards disappointment in my newest gadget. &amp;nbsp;Maybe I should have bought the Ipad instead? &amp;nbsp;I will keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-7217752861173889201?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7217752861173889201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2126-seriously.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7217752861173889201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7217752861173889201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2126-seriously.html' title='212.6 Seriously?'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-5685086723290986004</id><published>2010-04-07T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:58:00.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>213.6</title><content type='html'>Whew.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; Yippee.&amp;nbsp; Whoa.&amp;nbsp; Did I really lose three pounds in 2 days?&amp;nbsp; Yes, and again, a new low for me in three years.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited and it really is worth the efforts that I am making.&amp;nbsp; I feel good in my skin, well at least in my clothes.&amp;nbsp; I am proud of myself.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to get home to see my BodyBugg.&amp;nbsp; It came today and this is my newest gadget.&amp;nbsp; You see, I am a techno loving girl.&amp;nbsp; Any gadget, any time.&amp;nbsp; Just booked my trip to New Orleans with my daughter in law and then my friend will join me in June.&amp;nbsp; I am super excited.&amp;nbsp; I am envisioning myself walking along the streets in NO with the sun beating down.&amp;nbsp; Guess what I am wearing in this vision?&amp;nbsp; It is a really cute pair of shorts and a tank top.&amp;nbsp; I am wearing sandals and feel a spring in my step.&amp;nbsp; You know why I have that spring?&amp;nbsp; It's because I will be 27 lbs lighter than I am today.&amp;nbsp; Ahh.&amp;nbsp; Can you see me there too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-5685086723290986004?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5685086723290986004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2136.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5685086723290986004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5685086723290986004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2136.html' title='213.6'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-5182660621506076608</id><published>2010-04-06T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:41:13.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>214.6 Today</title><content type='html'>So, I am back where I started last week at the same weight. &amp;nbsp;Progress has been made. &amp;nbsp; I spoke with my friend today who is on the same program. &amp;nbsp;We talked about why we had quit working on loss and accepted our complacency the entire month of March. &amp;nbsp;We don't know the answer. &amp;nbsp;The only thing I can figure is we just were not ready to lose more. &amp;nbsp;Just not ready. &amp;nbsp; We are ready now and going to move forward. &amp;nbsp;I am so glad she is on the same path as this journey does seem easier together. &amp;nbsp;I am down my 54 with that much more to lose to reach a healthy BMI. &amp;nbsp;With the help of my BodyBugg I will move forward and down the scale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-5182660621506076608?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5182660621506076608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2146-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5182660621506076608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5182660621506076608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2146-today.html' title='214.6 Today'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4703679266746009714</id><published>2010-04-05T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:35:34.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>216.4 Monday</title><content type='html'>Up two pounds today which is not surprising.&amp;nbsp; I barely managed to stay the course this week end.&amp;nbsp; I am continuing to gain and lose the same 3-4 lbs.&amp;nbsp; I feel strong and committed today and somewhat bouyed by the purchase of my body bugg.&amp;nbsp; You see, I am making an investement in myself.&amp;nbsp; I am worth it and so is my long term health.&amp;nbsp; I will eat on plan for the next two months and drop weight in preparation for my vacation.&amp;nbsp; I plan on 30 lbs and I know I can do it if I stay on program.&amp;nbsp; I will lose 30 lbs by June 13.&amp;nbsp; I will do this through determination and medifast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4703679266746009714?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4703679266746009714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2164-monday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4703679266746009714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4703679266746009714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/2164-monday.html' title='216.4 Monday'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-7222147603796145812</id><published>2010-04-04T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:21:25.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Morning</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what I weigh today. &amp;nbsp;It bothers me when I don't. &amp;nbsp;I almost feel lost. &amp;nbsp;I feel out of sorts without it. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday was an ok eating day. &amp;nbsp;Not 100% on plan, but didn't go too overboard either. &amp;nbsp;Still, I feel restless. &amp;nbsp;I have to wait until tomorrow to see how the scale God will shine upon me. &amp;nbsp;Today the plan is to be OP. &amp;nbsp; What strikes me funny today is that for 2 years I never weighed myself and the result was huge. &amp;nbsp;I was huge. &amp;nbsp;I didn't focus and I just accepted that I was huge. &amp;nbsp;It really wasn't until an old grade school friend made a comment on facebook that I stopped and allowed myself to consider my hugeness. &amp;nbsp;She said how I look just like my mother when we were kids. &amp;nbsp;Really? &amp;nbsp;Yep, I did. &amp;nbsp;That stopped me cold in my tracks. &amp;nbsp;It isn't that my mother was so bad or so unattractive. &amp;nbsp;It was her size. &amp;nbsp;The very thing I vowed never to get to. &amp;nbsp;And there it was, plain as day. &amp;nbsp;I looked like my mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-7222147603796145812?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7222147603796145812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7222147603796145812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7222147603796145812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-morning.html' title='Easter Morning'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-5899826141245215287</id><published>2010-04-03T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T11:55:08.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Bugg</title><content type='html'>So, I made a decision today. &amp;nbsp;I bought a Body Bugg. &amp;nbsp;It comes in two days because I paid for the extra shipping. &amp;nbsp;You may wonder what the hurry is, but I need to keep momentum. &amp;nbsp;Last night, I indulged at a local Eugene restaurant, Ambrosia. &amp;nbsp;I ordered the halibut hoping for a more healthy choice. &amp;nbsp;I passed on the bread and oil. &amp;nbsp;It was served with a lovely garlic and lemon sauce with orzo. &amp;nbsp;I have to say that I ate it all. &amp;nbsp;It wasn't a huge serving, but still. &amp;nbsp;I am working on making a night out for lean and green to only eat a half portion. &amp;nbsp;I failed. &amp;nbsp;Also, had the caesar salad which was overloaded with parmesan and dressing. &amp;nbsp;To top that off, the Easter basket my friend Tom gave me was calling my name. &amp;nbsp;I ate the Reses bunny and candy corn and a few Jelly Beans. &amp;nbsp;OK! &amp;nbsp;I am done with Easter basket. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, back to the Body Bugg. &amp;nbsp;I am going to really focus this month. &amp;nbsp;Anyone else use this gadget?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-5899826141245215287?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5899826141245215287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/body-bugg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5899826141245215287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5899826141245215287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/body-bugg.html' title='Body Bugg'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4583561895402768793</id><published>2010-04-02T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:03:02.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Challenge</title><content type='html'>So, I am reading about everyone's challenges for themselves this month and decided to do the same.&amp;nbsp; Last month, I only lost 5 of the 10 lbs that I had challenged myself to.&amp;nbsp; Boo.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, this month I need to be serious and lose 10 lbs and just do it.&amp;nbsp; I still have the goal in mind of 25 more lbs by June 14.&amp;nbsp; My son may be gone by then, but I will be on vacation with my daughter IL and want to really enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; By that, I mean, not be obsessed about my weight the entire time.&amp;nbsp; I probably will anyway, but at least I will try.&amp;nbsp; I want to wear a bathing suit to the beach and not look like a whale.&amp;nbsp; I want to wear shorts and tank tops and not have my legs rub together when I walk.&amp;nbsp; These are not bad goals, but I might me making these negative goals as I am thinking about this.&amp;nbsp; Maybe part of the healing that goes along with this weight loss is changing the tapes replaying negativity into a more positive?&amp;nbsp; So, how can I rephrase these goals?&amp;nbsp; I want to walk on the beach and feel comfortable in my skin!&amp;nbsp; I want to walk on the beach and feel satisfied with myself!&amp;nbsp; I guess I can do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4583561895402768793?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4583561895402768793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4583561895402768793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4583561895402768793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-challenge.html' title='April Challenge'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-8332408879998517654</id><published>2010-04-01T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:11:49.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scale Gods</title><content type='html'>Well, the scale Gods did not smile upon me this morning as I was up 1lb.&amp;nbsp; I know it is water, but still.&amp;nbsp; I hate seeing any increase regardless of the reason.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, Easter is approaching and I don't see this as being a big temptation for me.&amp;nbsp; I am enjoying reading the posts of others and frankly, some of them are very moving.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; have a friend I am worried about.&amp;nbsp; She is on the program too.&amp;nbsp; In fact, is a coach.&amp;nbsp; She seems to be losing steam and sliding back.&amp;nbsp; I worry that she doesn't think she is worthy of being thin.&amp;nbsp; She has become OK with where she is because she is 35 lbs thinner.&amp;nbsp; We started this program together and she and I had the same amount of weight to lose.&amp;nbsp; I am down 54 and she is only 35.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how to help her without pissing her off or alienating her either.&amp;nbsp; I care and don't know how to help!&amp;nbsp; Any ideas out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-8332408879998517654?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8332408879998517654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/scale-gods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8332408879998517654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8332408879998517654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/scale-gods.html' title='Scale Gods'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-5405385406742661929</id><published>2010-03-30T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:22:14.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>214.4 Going Down</title><content type='html'>I should feel accomplished, but I don't.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I let myself down-again.&amp;nbsp; More wine last night and I had promised myself I would not do this til Friday night.&amp;nbsp; I still lost about .4 lbs, but still.&amp;nbsp; Who am I kidding?&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I am having a hard time concentrating.&amp;nbsp; I am thinking of all the others out there who are "working at weight loss."&amp;nbsp; We are all struggling with keeping on program.&amp;nbsp; But, why does it need to be a program.&amp;nbsp; Why can't I just eat normal portions and maintain my weight.&amp;nbsp; It all looks so easy as I walk by others at work who are normal weight and eating real food.&amp;nbsp; I just want this stage of my life to be done for good this time, but I doubt my troubles are over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-5405385406742661929?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5405385406742661929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/2144-going-down.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5405385406742661929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/5405385406742661929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/2144-going-down.html' title='214.4 Going Down'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-7946462351693088104</id><published>2010-03-29T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T12:23:44.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONDAY New Number</title><content type='html'>214.6 today.&amp;nbsp; Lowest in 3 years and all that separates me from onederland is 14 lbs.&amp;nbsp; That and will power I should say.&amp;nbsp; I have a short term goal of losing this 14 lbs before June.&amp;nbsp; You see, June is when my son leaves on deployment.&amp;nbsp; I really want him to be proud of me and not embarrassed by the big momma he had last year at his wedding.&amp;nbsp; I had to meet my future DIL at the wedding and her family.&amp;nbsp; She is gorgeous and petite as well as her mother and sister.&amp;nbsp; I show up as a size 26 in a black dress that I now find amazingly big.&amp;nbsp; I told myself I looked ok and really, I did.&amp;nbsp; But, I was fat and embarrassed by my size.&amp;nbsp; I made the best of it, but I really hated the way I looked and felt.&amp;nbsp; I only started losing in November so when the kids came home for Christmas, I had only lost about 25 lbs.&amp;nbsp; It was only a start.&amp;nbsp; When I see my son the next time, I want him to say, wow mom, you look great.&amp;nbsp; He wont be home for next Christmas, but when he does return I want to be 160 or lower.&amp;nbsp; A healthy BMI would be the goal.&amp;nbsp; Can I do this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-7946462351693088104?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7946462351693088104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-new-number.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7946462351693088104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/7946462351693088104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-new-number.html' title='MONDAY New Number'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-2338616881955043037</id><published>2010-03-28T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:49:32.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>I am sipping my coffee and reading posts from other women trying to be winners at the losing game. &amp;nbsp;I say trying, because it is trying. &amp;nbsp;Last week for me was especially trying. &amp;nbsp;I slipped back into my old ways. &amp;nbsp;Stayed on plan during the day, but by evening, drinking wine with my friends. &amp;nbsp;You see, this is what we do to cope with the work day. &amp;nbsp;It makes all the difference by night. &amp;nbsp;By day, not so much. &amp;nbsp;I feel like shit when I do this and it doesn't seem to matter if I drink one or 3 glasses. &amp;nbsp; Why do I continue when I want to lose weight? &amp;nbsp;Don't we all struggle with that? &amp;nbsp;Lyn Escapes wrote an excellent blog this week about asking herself why she wants to be fat. &amp;nbsp;Her answers were much the same as mine. &amp;nbsp;Protection, fear, not feeling worthy of thin etc. &amp;nbsp;I could go on and on. &amp;nbsp;We all know the answer in some fashion. &amp;nbsp;The real question for me is, "when will I allow myself to have the health I need and deserve?" &amp;nbsp;This week I have vowed to stop this harmful wine drinking and commit myself again to the program. &amp;nbsp;Medifast has been the answer for me. It is easy and it is fast. &amp;nbsp;53 pounds in 5 months is wonderful, but I am not done. &amp;nbsp;I have about 50 more to go. &amp;nbsp;I can't settle for good or for good enough. &amp;nbsp;Or can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-2338616881955043037?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2338616881955043037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2338616881955043037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2338616881955043037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-3380968833939077516</id><published>2010-03-23T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:18:39.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptyness</title><content type='html'>I feel empty today.&amp;nbsp; Just empty.&amp;nbsp; 216.4 which isn't bad considering I drank 2 glasses of wine yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I lost out on the opportunity to lose and get to the ketosis state for a frigging glass of wine with friends.&amp;nbsp; I wanted more wine than that, but it wasn't available.&amp;nbsp; Why can't I just say no.&amp;nbsp; I can do this so easily with food at this point.&amp;nbsp; Yet, wine, and I am sunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-3380968833939077516?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3380968833939077516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/emptyness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3380968833939077516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3380968833939077516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/emptyness.html' title='Emptyness'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-3003508566379706318</id><published>2010-03-22T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:17:41.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 9, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;218 is the number today. Love it, but need to leave it behind too. I have 58 more to go and can start to taste just how good skinny feels. It is a great program and I am happy with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-3003508566379706318?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3003508566379706318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-9-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3003508566379706318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/3003508566379706318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-9-2010.html' title='March 9, 2010'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4181064441341284093</id><published>2010-03-22T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:17:16.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight 216.4</title><content type='html'>Drank more wine last night and for some odd reason, still managed to lose a pound.&amp;nbsp; Go figure.&amp;nbsp; I put on my favorite pea coat.&amp;nbsp; It's the one my husband bought me 5 years ago that I couldn't wear for the past few years because my ass was so big.&amp;nbsp; Now, it fits me perfectly.&amp;nbsp; I feel as though I am sabataging myself with the wine.&amp;nbsp; I keep pushing the envelope here.&amp;nbsp; It feels so good to have this weight lifted from my body, but it almost feels naked.&amp;nbsp; Does that make any sense?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4181064441341284093?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4181064441341284093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/weight-2164.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4181064441341284093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4181064441341284093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/weight-2164.html' title='Weight 216.4'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-4877225001439754676</id><published>2010-03-21T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T07:09:15.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bethany</title><content type='html'>I didn't know Bethany, but I know her story. &amp;nbsp;She passed from a heart attack, leaving behind her two children and husband. &amp;nbsp;She left more than that, though. &amp;nbsp;She left testimony to the legacy of overweight people and their fight for good health. &amp;nbsp;It isn't just about losing weight, its about fighting for your life. &amp;nbsp;I share Bethany's struggle. &amp;nbsp;She lost and obesity won. &amp;nbsp;How sad is that? &amp;nbsp;I don't want that to be my story. &amp;nbsp;What about your story? &amp;nbsp;Funny thing, we could really justify ourselves on this. &amp;nbsp;She wasn't that terribly over the morbid obesity line? &amp;nbsp;303? &amp;nbsp;What about the biggest losers at over 500? &amp;nbsp;Seems that Bethany was working really hard to make that change and ran out of time. &amp;nbsp;I know I can't be that person who runs out of time. &amp;nbsp;What a great loss in so many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-4877225001439754676?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4877225001439754676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/bethany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4877225001439754676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/4877225001439754676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/bethany.html' title='Bethany'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-138769667757762043</id><published>2010-03-17T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T16:31:00.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will I Learn</title><content type='html'>So, here I go again with the, "when will I learn" crap.&amp;nbsp; But seriously, when?&amp;nbsp; Last evening met two friends for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Was happy (well, not really) drinking tea and then came the urge to have a glass of wine.&amp;nbsp; Maybe only one glass, right?&amp;nbsp; I know me better than that, yet I ordered one glass and drank this slowly.&amp;nbsp; It tasted good, so I had another.&amp;nbsp; Dinner was over and I drove home.&amp;nbsp; On the way home, I thought, "what the hell, I might as well have some more cuz I have already blown it."&amp;nbsp; So, I did.&amp;nbsp; Today's weight -217.2.&amp;nbsp; Ok, so I did lose back what I had gained, but still.&amp;nbsp; What the hell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-138769667757762043?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/138769667757762043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-will-i-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/138769667757762043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/138769667757762043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-will-i-learn.html' title='When Will I Learn'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-2333443365176706997</id><published>2010-03-16T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:30:53.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding Back the Tears</title><content type='html'>Weight today 219.&amp;nbsp; Sucks, but down -2 from yesterday.&amp;nbsp; The weekend was full of gastronimical delight and plenty of wine.&amp;nbsp; Went to Eugene for the weekend and we ate out two nights in a row.&amp;nbsp; Beppe and Gianis and Soriah.&amp;nbsp; Both were exceptional.&amp;nbsp; At Beppe's I had pork shoulder in a tomato sauce with risotto.&amp;nbsp; I left half of the dinner behind in an attempt to eat more reasonably.&amp;nbsp; The cesar salad was to die for and I ate all of that.&amp;nbsp; Did not have bread.&amp;nbsp; At Soriah's I had rib eye steak with mash and again, cesar salad, no bread.&amp;nbsp; I didn't eat all the steak and was careful to cut out the fat.&amp;nbsp; The sauce on the steak was divine goganzola.&amp;nbsp; I really worked hard not to eat poorly at the home show and did find a salad to eat.&amp;nbsp; What worked:&amp;nbsp; me being careful.&amp;nbsp; What didn't: me eating chips before bed.&amp;nbsp; Ok.&amp;nbsp; So, I have progressed and for that I need to acknowledge myself.&amp;nbsp; I still need to control the wine consumption.&amp;nbsp; So, Sunday we go out and eat at Pastini.&amp;nbsp; I have the meatballs sans cheese and a cesar salad.&amp;nbsp; I think I see a trend here.&amp;nbsp; Flash forward to Monday morning.&amp;nbsp; Headache from wine and weight is 221.&amp;nbsp; Now, I am holding back the tears.&amp;nbsp; It is just so hard to see the weight go up and I keep sabotaging myself.&amp;nbsp; By the way, I also took a walk with Bella, my border collie of about a mile and one half.&amp;nbsp; Didn't my body recognize my ill attempts at control?&amp;nbsp; Guess not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-2333443365176706997?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2333443365176706997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/holding-back-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2333443365176706997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/2333443365176706997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/holding-back-tears.html' title='Holding Back the Tears'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9184596784890257803.post-8451809303617793158</id><published>2010-03-12T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:24:45.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 12, 2010</title><content type='html'>New day, new loss.  Down to 216.6.  Really?  Can it be true?  I can barely contain myself as I approach the 200 mark.  I am ashamed to say that-200?  Really? Seriously?  What the hell was I thinking as I let myself get so fat?  270? How and why did that happen?  I need to figure that part out or I feel destined to repeat this cycle again.  I am not sure I can deal with that.  In fact, pretty sure this needs to be the one last time for this.  I do know that I need to pay attention to what I am consuming for the rest of my life.  Question is, will I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9184596784890257803-8451809303617793158?l=mbm1forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8451809303617793158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-12-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8451809303617793158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9184596784890257803/posts/default/8451809303617793158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mbm1forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-12-2010.html' title='March 12, 2010'/><author><name>Winner at a Losing Game</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11930832219260087151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kV0P2LAaN-o/S6FnqxZCMQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/URBvv84TM-w/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
