Thursday, August 15, 2013

Weigh In Wednesday, Slightly Delayed

I was out of town visiting my sister and her family, so I didn't weigh in yesterday morning like I normally would. But, when I weighed in this morning, I was down to 306.4 lbs, a loss of 4.4 lbs for the week, and a total of 30.7 lbs since starting Medifast in June. Yay!

Tomorrow is my 38th birthday. I'm going to lunch with a friend to celebrate, and checking out an antique/junk market. Today, I've got to go clear off my workspace in my craft area, I have lots of ideas for things I want to make, and nowhere to work on them. Anyway, that's what's going on this week!

Friday, August 9, 2013

Random Thoughts -- And I Really Want a Cheeseburger

So, I'm just randomly posting on a Friday -- I probably should post more than just my weigh in every week, I guess, but I haven't had much to say. But last night and today I've been having a bit of a pity party. I'm not really sure why. I think it's work-related. And I'm hoping that if that's it, having next week off will help -- like maybe I just need a break. It's not that I don't like my job, mostly I do. But my hours are different this week, and will be the rest of this month, and probably a big part of next month. It's easy to like my job when I'm not always putting in 40 hours a week but still getting paid like I am, and when I rarely work past 11 pm, in fact rarely even work until 11 pm. 

I do closed captioning for TV, and when the US House of Representatives is in session, that's what I caption -- and it's during those times that I like my job most. Not because I particularly enjoy hearing politicians talk all day, but because my hours match the time the House is in session -- and they like to end the day early, and have four-day weekends, and start their first day back for the week at noon or later. It's really easy to like hours like that, even if they have occasional days when they work until midnight trying to get stuff finished on time. But right now, they're out on their August recess, back in their districts, visiting constituents and whatever else it is they do when they're not in DC actively working to pass legislation. Or actively working to not pass legislation, depending on their stance. Unfortunately, I don't get paid to sit around and do nothing while they're out -- I go back to a regular captioning schedule, and for me that means usually working until midnight, and sometimes later, for instance, tonight, I'll be on air until 2 am my time. It used to not bother me to work that late, but it's getting harder to do, especially when I'm switching between that and the earlier hours when the House is in session.

So where does the desire for a cheeseburger come in? I was driving down the road and passed a Whataburger (it's almost impossible not to around here, we have three in this town of about 30,000 people) and the thought popped into my head, a cheeseburger would be really good right now. Now, I wasn't hungry. I was in the middle of drinking one of my MF drinks/meals/whatever you want to call it. I hadn't been thinking about it before, and I've driven past countless restaurants over the last six weeks or so and not had these thoughts (not often, anyway). So I started to think about why I feel this way, and I realized -- my little pity party about work started last night, and I know that the only way to resolve my dislike of my hours is to talk to my supervisor about changing them. I hate being seen as demanding, and over the nine years I've worked for this company, I've often gone out of my way to make sure other people's scheduling requests could be accommodated, offering to switch shifts or work overtime or whatever was needed to be sure that all the shows that needed to be covered were covered. The thought of actually going to my supervisor and saying, "look, I need to change my hours, this just isn't working for me anymore," scares me. Even though it shouldn't, and even though I have as much seniority as anyone else there, more than some, and I'm not even asking for some radical change -- I just really don't want to work past 11 pm anymore. 

Hmmm. Emotional stuff going on, cheeseburger craving. Gee, I wonder if they're connected? Anyway, I didn't stop for a cheeseburger, I finished my MF thing (an Orange Blend Drink, not my favorite), wandered through an antique store down on the square, and came home and wrote this. Now I'm going to go heat up my leftover spaghetti squash with some chicken and maybe some cherry tomatoes or some zucchini, and figure out exactly how I'm going to broach the subject of changing my hours with my supervisor.

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Weigh in Wednesday

Weighed in this morning, and I'm down another 1.2 lbs, down to 310.8. I'm rapidly approaching under 300, which is really exciting for me -- it's been a while since I've been at that point. I've had in my mind the goal to be under 300 by October, and I think that's actually possible.

I spent this weekend at an art retreat with a bunch of really nice, fun people. We went to Whitworth Ranch Retreat in Scurry, Texas, and it was a really nice place. I did really well, as far as staying on plan. There was all kinds of food, but I ate my five MF meals and my Lean & Green every day and didn't really feel deprived. I did have bacon on Sunday morning, just one piece, with some eggs, just to eat breakfast with everyone else -- and because, let's face it, it's hard to resist the smell of bacon. But then later that day I had fresh veggies from the veggie tray I brought and just a tiny bit of the pork someone had cooked in their slow cooker, so I think it worked out about right, as far as serving sizes. At any rate, I lost weight this week, and didn't feel like I was out of ketosis and starting over, so it must not have been too bad. And now I'm home and completely back on track with no tempting foods around.