New Administrative Change

I realized today that for the three people (ok maybe four) that come to this blog, it's unclear who's writing which post. I have performed some magic, and now any post without my name is Megan's. Got it?

Flatulently Yours

So apparently I'm eating the wrong foods to maximize muscle recovery blah blah blah after my workout. I'm supposed to be drinking protein shakes. Here's why this is a problem:

I despise shakes. Unless it has oreos in it. Then I could summon enough bravado to have a sip or two. Seriously, I don't like smoothies or shakes or any of it. I remember being dragged to Orange Julius when I was a kid, and I *hated* it. It's a texture thing.

Circa 2004, I became lactose-intolerant. I have no idea why. It started about the time I clogged Megan's brand new toilet in her brand new house, on the day they moved in. Since then, ice cream is forbidden, as are most cheeses. I miss blue cheese, but the others I can take or leave. Now that I've tested my intolerance a few times, I've begun to associate cheese with spasmodic diarrhea, so it tends to not appeal to me anymore.

Protein shakes have whey, which is apparently a superior form of protein and makes your muscles recover/repair better after a hard strength training workout. Can you see me rolling my eyes? Good lord.

The three times I summoned the courage to try protein shakes, I blew up like a tick on a dog. I thought my pants were going to split open, I am not kidding. My bra hurt. My shirt went from fitting fine to buttons popping off. I felt awful.

It's been recommended that I try Soy Protein Powder and I make my own shakes. There is little chance this is happening, for the aforementioned reasons. Look, I'll get on the floor and bray like a donkey doing those GD glute lifts. I'll push hard in my workouts. I'll eat 6 times a day and carry my cooler around. But I really, really have to draw the line at making and worse, drinking protein shakes.

Don't Feed the Megan

I'll admit it - ever since I started Weight Watchers, I'm friggin' STARVING. I'm so terrified of going over my points and eating too much that I ration out my food and have yet to feel properly full. I'm sure I/my body/my stomach will get used to it, but right now it's making me cranky.

Any suggestions on low-point, filling foods, Snakehead?

This is a proactive blog post...

I can feel myself teetering towards dangerous territory calorie-wise; in other words, I feel a binge coming on... ruh-roh. I'm headed to SF for church with Laura and Becky, and then I'm not sure what we'll be up to. I'm going to try to push my calories to the 1,500 range today, rather than the 1,700. Yesterday it was 1,900, so I gotta make up for stuff. I'm packing my workout clothes and am planning a run/walk in Golden Gate Park. Fun!

Still, I'm happy to report that my body fat % has dropped 1-1.5% this week. Kickass. I'm excited. Hope you're having a good weekend.

Down 2.6

So, they tell me I should be happy about losing 2.6 pounds in a week. Slow and steady, easier to keep it off if it comes of gradually. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Why wasn't it 5lbs? I want to be skinny NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!

Seriously, I almost started crying when she told me how much I lost. I really thought it would be more. Impatient, party of 1. : - )

Waiting for the Weigh-In...

Three hours until I have my first weigh-in. I'm confident I've lost weight, I've been really good. But if I haven't lost like, 5 pounds, I'm going to be annoyed. Just kidding, I know it's a slow and steady thing (which I hate!) and that if you lose too much weight at once that's not good either. But I want results - NOW! Now I say.

Heather, I did see your comments. All good. Thank you!

Down 1.6

I think? Did I do the math right? 137.8 this morning, and fwiw, 1% decrease in body fat. I'll take it! I weighed this morning because tonight is my cheat meal, and I didn't want tons of pizza showing up on the scale manana.

Hope it goes well for you tonight!

Did you see my comments on the previous post?