Fessin' up...

So I got on the dreaded scale today, and it wasn't pretty. I am back up in the 170's --172.0 that is. So I gained quite a bit in my quest for sweets. I am rather bummed, discouraged, you name it. I am back to my work-week and trust me, I don't wanna go.

We (me, hubby, 2 boys and my mom) are headed to Aspen on Sunday to do some "car" camping--drive up to campsite and pitch tent). We are going to do some hiking while we are there--bonus activity points. I just hope it's not that hot in the mountains. It is supposed to be near 90 in Denver over the weekend---it's now time to turn on the air-conditioner.

So, now the countdown starts again---I wasn't going to tell anyone at home when Mom's newest court date was set for, but I can't keep this to myself. It's August 4th, which means my new and improved mini goal of getting back down to 165.0 is only 44 days from now--to lose 7 pounds in a little over 6 weeks.

I am going to buckle down and at least get there. I've just got to realize that life happens (camping, oldest son turns 8 --two birthday parties--, Saturday night out with the girls--dinner and a movie, Fourth of July block party, and so on). Hopefully I actually learn not to turn a one incident (big big ice cream cone) into a 2 week eating spree.

All I know for now

A quickie.....

I need a kick in the pants....I have been stress eating for days now and am feeling the effects of it. Clothes are definitely getting tighter. Ice cream has become my friend the last few days. On Sunday, one of my co-workers brought up to me in the tower---a huge mint choc. chip waffle cone. Let me tell you, this cone was filled to the brim with ice cream. I am guessing I ate at least 5 scoops and the cone---the real stuff too, not light/low-fat. It was handed to me and I ate the entire thing. Not really thinking about what I was doing. And of course, afterwards, reality set in and I realized "I ATE THE WHOLE THING" *&(^^$%$!!!!!!

Anyway, I have not w'd/in....TOO SCARED OF WHAT "HE" WILL TELL ME. I know I am up.

I need a kick in the pants, girls.....I'm waiting!!!!!

A NO GO!

So, court's a no-go.....I am sooo disappointed. I had made several plans with family and friends when we flew home for Mom's court date and now I can kiss those good-bye. Amanda and I were supposed to see SEX IN THE CITY and I am bummed that I won't be going home.

This is so frustrating. I can't imagine what this feels like to my mom (well, in fact I kinda do....she called me angry, then sad---she was crying b/c she just wants this divorce to go thru and be done with it). Anyway, she got it off her chest and is in a better frame of mind.

All I know for now---other than I have been stress eating the last two days----which is NOT good!

W/I results....

So, I am down a bit 168.8......which was only .6. But I guess I will take a little loss rather than a gain. I was soooo hoping for a bigger number. But, such is life.....

This morning my mom and I will be "taking a meeting" by phone with her lawyer. She is supposed to go to court next Wednesday and we don't know if the date is still good. I am hoping that we finally get this thing done and over with. We are on our 4th continuance since January. I am not keeping much hope that this thing will take place.

If it does, I finally get to see my BFF and her new baby----http://strawgirl--mylifeinablog.blogspot.com/. I am trying not to get too excited just in case the date falls thru. The only problem is when we get together, I do bad eating-wise. You know all the eating out and such.

So, I don't have a expectations now that I am going to lose 3.8 more pounds before Sunday (which I wanted before I left for INDY)--- it would be a miracle if that happened. BTW, I did get up and got on the treadmill this morning....32:30 min/350 cal burn. And I plan to visit the airport gym today (this evening) to do my weight lifting circuit!

Catch ya later

I have some READER(S)....

Yay!!! I am so excited that I have 3 readers---yep, plural.

So, W/in is tomorrow. I am hoping I see a loss---crosses fingers!

I got on the treadmill this morning....remember if I don't exercise in the first 2 hours of my day, I usually will find some excuse not to.

So, here was my conversation with myself while snoozing the alarm this morning:

First time alarm goes off--"Oh crap it's early...." hits snooze button.

Second time alarm goes off-- "Okay, one more snooze and I will get up. I need to exercise" ----- -hits snooze button for the second time.

Third time alarm goes off---"ahh, I will exercise later after my haircut and grocery shopping"---hits snooze button for the third time.

Okay, a few minutes go by, and I am actually having a discussion in my brain...."get your ass up and get on the treadmill". " But I don't want to---it's not fun!" "You'll feel so much better after you sweat" "OH, OKAY!!!!"

I shut off the alarm, get up, put tennis shoes on, and head to the basement with IPOD and water in hand. 32 minutes later, I have a 340 cal burn and my decision to exercise has paid off...I bound up the stairs a little proud of myself for sticking to it.

Off to see what everyone else has going on!!!!

Catch ya tomorrow.