I got a call today that I will be an acting LT at work, starting July 5th. I'm excited but nervous at the same time. It will be weird for a while.....

Moving and giving up

Just over a week left til moving day!! I can't wait til its all over with. I don't want to come off like we're struggling everyday stressing about packing, but this house has been an annoyance for the past few weeks. There's boxes everywhere, things in "holding" where we're not sure if we should pack them or not yet and then the pile of stuff we're trying to sell on Craigslist.com. We decided to move ourselves and got a good deal on a moving truck. There won't be any rushing. We get the truck the day before we move and return it the day after. Hopefully it will be non-stressful. I say that now.....

I've given up on WW for good. It was time. All I was doing to myself was getting frustrated and more and more unmotivated. I talked with a guy at work who is a personal trainer on his off days. He suggested I read the book Abs Diet. At first I was hesitant, but I decided it couldn't hurt. The goal, they say, is to get flat abs. Thats the gimmick part. The rest of it is trying to tell you how to opt for more protein and fiber as well as a mix of good carbs. Basically its the same as WW's core program. The book encourages 6 small meals a day, kind of an a schedule. It was wonderful for work yesterday. I was busy running calls, but never got hungry. Today I'm doing pretty well, too. Brian and I went to the grocery store and bought tons of stuff we can cook with this week and next. I'm happy I've been making good choices. Theres a workout plan in the back as well, so I'll be starting that soon.

What are the chances?

I've been stung by a bee before. Once in 28 years. Tell me, how do people who are allergic to them get stung 3 times in one month? And if that's not enough bad luck, throw in stabbing yourself in the thumb with an EpiPen, not your thigh. Oh, and the needle gets stuck in the bone so it won't come back out. Not me, but a patient I had last shift. Remind me not to sit next to that person on a plane.

Muffins vs. Info

I'm getting frustrated. I've been busting my ass at the gym. I've done some sort or workout EVERY day. I've journaled and been on track with my eating. What happened? I got on the scale and gained another pound. I'm at 197. My physical for work was in November and I was 178. Who gains 20 pounds like that? Me. And I think I figured out why. I'm on an antidepressant which my doctor said could have attributed to some weight gain. So, she took me off and after a week or two, I realized I (and probably everyone around me) needed to be back on the medicine.

Today, frustrated and about to give in to banana chocolate chip muffins I made this morning, I decided to change my focus from food to information. I plopped my happy ass on the couch and started searching. What I found out was interesting. I'm on Celexa which apparently causes an initial weight loss which I experienced Aug-Sept-Oct of last year) and then progressive weight gain. On average its 15-20 pounds. To top it off, Celexa reportedly causes some serious carbohydrate cravings. The articles I read described how the area of the brain affected by these drugs really messes up metabolism and makes your brain think it needs more glucose, hence the cravings. It specifically said its not about the caloric intake, but the metabolism. The metabolism level is directly determined by the drug.

So, what does this mean? I guess I'll keep working my butt off. If I'm going to stay this size, I want to look good and toned. I'll just tell ppl I used to be a semi-professional basketball or rugby player. And, I guess my current clothes will be headed off to Goodwill and I'll be shopping for something bigger. Kind of depressing, but if this is going to be the way it is, I have to accept and deal. Maybe getting new clothes won't be so bad. :)

Finally, it came to me!

I've decided what the girls bedroom is going to look like. A sickening shade of girl. Chandelier and all.