<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281</id><updated>2024-09-02T03:15:27.006-05:00</updated><category term="weight loss"/><category term="WW"/><category term="weigh-in"/><category term="exercise"/><category term="food"/><category term="goal"/><category term="weight watchers"/><category term="mr. scale"/><category term="results"/><category term="baby"/><category term="good info"/><category term="overhaul"/><category term="weekly picture"/><category term="weigh in"/><category term="weight gain"/><category term="emotional eater"/><category 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term="writer"/><title type="text">losing weight without losing my mind</title><subtitle type="html">less is more to love</subtitle><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" rel="hub"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" rel="next" type="application/atom+xml"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><generator uri="http://www.blogger.com" version="7.00">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-6667326158295340358</id><published>2011-10-11T06:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T09:53:56.146-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jen_on_WW"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PointsPlus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">vacation is over.</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Hey, y’all, I’m back! I decided to take a few months off of WW, in order to focus on bigger things in my life. We recently bought a house, so all of my brainpower—including point counting—needed to be put there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been quite a journey. Stressful, joyful, exciting... We’ve run the gamut of emotions over the past three months. I think we’ve finally settled in enough that I can focus on myself and my weight loss. Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last weigh in was at 185. I’ve been waffling between 187 and 189. (not too shabby, considering the amount of take out we consumed!) I don’t want to see it climb any higher. It’s time I take charge of my eating habits and push the scale numbers DOWN (where they belong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next WW series I can join starts in a month. Between now and then, I plan on managing my points myself (well, with eTools) and attempting to up my exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m also going to start twittering my journey. Many of you have been kind enough to follow my progress, and have sent lovely notes about your own WW experiences. I felt this would be a great way to keep everyone in the loop of my successes (and failures). I will post recipe ideas, daily struggles, and thoughts on my progress. Feel free to jump in on the discussion; follow me @jen_on_WW.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/6667326158295340358/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/6667326158295340358" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6667326158295340358" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6667326158295340358" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/10/vacation-is-over.html" rel="alternate" title="vacation is over." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-3441243180448337690</id><published>2011-06-09T15:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T15:54:18.603-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obese"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="overweight"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scale"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="temptation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 29). two pounds away from being overweight!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgmFvQfE3meE5nFtsWspqHc1npm7FAQ7KOWWzZXaNUBQPKhdc2EStt9p5PUWR-MKAEZqA0vo3WoGu_D_gFM_tHBWDn59LnHF71ZCsx0Vr5SWzjH0HnX3lKdQ6IGMJL_DerAXdH5ycdWArm/s1600/jen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgmFvQfE3meE5nFtsWspqHc1npm7FAQ7KOWWzZXaNUBQPKhdc2EStt9p5PUWR-MKAEZqA0vo3WoGu_D_gFM_tHBWDn59LnHF71ZCsx0Vr5SWzjH0HnX3lKdQ6IGMJL_DerAXdH5ycdWArm/s400/jen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616325905354680178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;I am celebrating today. I am a mere TWO POUNDS from being classified as “overweight”. Why is that awesome? Well, for the past several years, I’ve been considered “obese”, and I’m VERY excited to change that very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I can’t even remember the last time I was one-eighty-something! Maybe when I got engaged, back in 2005? Wow. 6 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made a rule very early on in this process to not become obsessive about weighing in; there would be no daily scale-stepping for me. So that thinking eventually evolved into just not weighing in at all until Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was tempted by my mother-in-law’s scale this past Tuesday. I’ve had a rough few weeks, to be honest. I really didn’t expect much from this week’s weight loss, so I was beside myself when I saw 188 flash on the scale. In fact, I screamed! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took particular care to not wear weighty clothes (hello, summer dress!) this morning. I was DETERMINED to at least maintain Tuesday’s results. As I stepped on the scale, 187.6 flashed! I LOST 4 POUNDS THIS WEEK! That’s almost 33 pounds since starting this, and about 50 since having Noah. That’s a lot to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that look like? A little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcCVyS5LnIs-sR9mPGHGow_2pEZ4dHbLNqHTwHjcdw05z_qa4JmDyWgrlYcl9M4g6KDEyo5Z8CBzME3XEjJ3GljZg9RLjT6KIinanzYOW4zWhAJvjfsofE47yGmLBMT9YiXaXZPtEcHdf/s1600/jen30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcCVyS5LnIs-sR9mPGHGow_2pEZ4dHbLNqHTwHjcdw05z_qa4JmDyWgrlYcl9M4g6KDEyo5Z8CBzME3XEjJ3GljZg9RLjT6KIinanzYOW4zWhAJvjfsofE47yGmLBMT9YiXaXZPtEcHdf/s320/jen30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616325495254299250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;I’d like to leave you with a quote I heard in my WW meeting today, as it is not only completely true, but giggle-worthy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; “Diet helps you look good in clothes. Exercise helps you look good naked.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/3441243180448337690/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/3441243180448337690" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/3441243180448337690" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/3441243180448337690" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/06/week-29-two-pounds-away-from-being.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 29). two pounds away from being overweight!" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgmFvQfE3meE5nFtsWspqHc1npm7FAQ7KOWWzZXaNUBQPKhdc2EStt9p5PUWR-MKAEZqA0vo3WoGu_D_gFM_tHBWDn59LnHF71ZCsx0Vr5SWzjH0HnX3lKdQ6IGMJL_DerAXdH5ycdWArm/s72-c/jen.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-8191729100330725579</id><published>2011-06-02T11:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T11:19:30.042-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 28). losing again...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Not going to go into a long post about this, but I lost 1.6 pounds this week. Very happy that I’m getting back on track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/8191729100330725579/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/8191729100330725579" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/8191729100330725579" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/8191729100330725579" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/06/week-28-losing-again.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 28). losing again..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-4046087518316577075</id><published>2011-05-27T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T11:20:50.279-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anxiety"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="depression"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emotional eater"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hair loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lost"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stress"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight gain"/><title type="text">(week 27). eating my feelings (a setback).</title><content type="html">&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’ve temporarily lost my positivity. At least, I hope it’s a temporary loss. It’s weird how it seemingly came out of nowhere. (Or did it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few weeks ago, my hair started coming out. Not in small amounts, either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oy. Of course it didn’t stop there. The ordinary (and not so ordinary) stresses started piling up, and before I knew it, I felt like I couldn’t handle anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I started to stress out, I found myself reaching for a snack. Of course I didn’t count the points… it was a Red Vine here, or a few Doritos there… before I knew it, a small stash had formed in my bedside table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I finally went to the doctor last week, and we ran a battery of tests. Anemia, thyroid, you name it, we looked into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those tests came back today, and everything was “normal”. Of course, I was re-diagnosed with post-partem depression and anxiety. I’ve had bouts with both in the past, and neither has ever been as intense or as seemingly hopeless as it is now. It’s as if there are two parts to me; one that is overseeing things, trying to tell me how to make it through, while the other is actually living it, unable to hear what’s being said. It’s just such a disconnected feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The doctor said that because I’m a naturally happy person, I feel the need to be “on” for everyone else, all the time, and I don’t let myself have bad days. I’ve now reached the point where I can’t turn myself back “on”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m listless and tired, which is no good when you’re trying to motivate yourself to work out. (Wait, what’s motivation?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don’t want to weigh in tomorrow, I’ll be honest. I don’t want to know what the scale says. I don’t want to see how the snuck snacks affect my scale numbers. But I need to. It may bring me down, but hopefully it helps wake me up. There are so many reasons that I started losing weight, and I can’t lose sight of it. I can’t let myself continue down the path of depression. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not to make light of this, but I’m reminded of something from How I Met Your Mother: “I’m never sick. When I feel myself getting sick, I just become awesome instead.” That’s what I need to do. I need to find my “awesome”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, and about the hair thing: because the tests came back normal, it’s likely that it’s stress-related. According to Dr. D, if you count back about 3 months, you’ll find your stressor. For me, it was my son going into the hospital. Makes total sense…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have you dealt with anxiety or depression? How did you get through it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/4046087518316577075/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/4046087518316577075" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/4046087518316577075" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/4046087518316577075" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/06/week-eating-my-feelings-setback.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 27). eating my feelings (a setback)." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-9101932606713691157</id><published>2011-05-12T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:32:24.341-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="points plus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 26). Best. Lunch. EVER.</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;I am very lucky to work at a place that has not one, but two cafeterias. True, it could work against me (a pizza bar? Hamburgers and fries and gravy-covered goodness?! NOM.) but I have learned to find the better Points Plus values to maximize my food intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I occasionally stop by the salad bar, THIS is what I usually feast on, for 5 POINTS PLUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPl-IH0mNSYyxUAzsHVuLgCtX0JK9AswXOb9YkiciMy1YMnnEHj-MEJIvV3FCXaKyfHId57HaB8uBrOEh8nZ8-Te7LXpsUK0wKZ4Dyq3unKPMfGIbIn4RwGuBEUTCHCMNZpvvtvy7y7mag/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPl-IH0mNSYyxUAzsHVuLgCtX0JK9AswXOb9YkiciMy1YMnnEHj-MEJIvV3FCXaKyfHId57HaB8uBrOEh8nZ8-Te7LXpsUK0wKZ4Dyq3unKPMfGIbIn4RwGuBEUTCHCMNZpvvtvy7y7mag/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605894040578537586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled chicken breast (5), broccoli (0) and mushrooms (0). Add in some A1 sauce (0) and a diet soda (0), and I’m set! Fortunately, this only takes up 1/6th of my daily Points Plus allotment, leaving many PPs left to splurge on dinner and snacks.    (Oh, the broccoli gets switched out for a sweet potato occasionally, but the few additional PPs are worth it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/9101932606713691157/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/9101932606713691157" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/9101932606713691157" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/9101932606713691157" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/05/week-26-best-lunch-ever.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 26). Best. Lunch. EVER." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPl-IH0mNSYyxUAzsHVuLgCtX0JK9AswXOb9YkiciMy1YMnnEHj-MEJIvV3FCXaKyfHId57HaB8uBrOEh8nZ8-Te7LXpsUK0wKZ4Dyq3unKPMfGIbIn4RwGuBEUTCHCMNZpvvtvy7y7mag/s72-c/photo.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-4958172734366221832</id><published>2011-05-05T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T15:35:49.301-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alcohol"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="carnival"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cruise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drink"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="drinks"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh-in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 25). the voyage was very bon…</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs-jRWfDXlhlXuoRy08Dvjtj9Vuy0rqaH3-25Ze83kzO75xFyrKkcmE2PRKJN0TvPt_21DiI8dLyTp_RXZYWaNxj6ZJ9DN15GUyUd6mdTzs945gG3HeucJzopm9JSPatncUgtEX2EJd6XB/s1600/alexjencruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs-jRWfDXlhlXuoRy08Dvjtj9Vuy0rqaH3-25Ze83kzO75xFyrKkcmE2PRKJN0TvPt_21DiI8dLyTp_RXZYWaNxj6ZJ9DN15GUyUd6mdTzs945gG3HeucJzopm9JSPatncUgtEX2EJd6XB/s320/alexjencruise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603326517540298210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;enjoying our first trip away at sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, y’all, the cruise was amazing! We had a very lovely five days aboard the Carnival Ecstasy relaxing, resting, and of course... EATING! To truly celebrate my weight loss, I didn’t count a single point all week. I kept good eating choices in the back of my mind, but this was MY TIME to indulge, if I chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHyrnH9XFnKifCmv7E9iyZ29qqVeYK1VwSeFfe4fQCbnLFpEtMrCt3Cfz4DrL9XppljvlOBUsf-vo1PAZWAjKKvFPkk73CCortjEv0Vx1u6lZaO7UsseegUt_PzcueQQxowoU4NmK2l_DQ/s1600/melting+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHyrnH9XFnKifCmv7E9iyZ29qqVeYK1VwSeFfe4fQCbnLFpEtMrCt3Cfz4DrL9XppljvlOBUsf-vo1PAZWAjKKvFPkk73CCortjEv0Vx1u6lZaO7UsseegUt_PzcueQQxowoU4NmK2l_DQ/s320/melting+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603326523115127602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;biggest indulgence: chocolate melting cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To offset that, I was going to use the on-board gym. Honestly—other than the initial tour—I never made it. (I got as far as the spa and then stopped, LOL!) BUT, we used the stairs A LOT (thanks mostly to annoying kids who pushed EVERY BUTTON) and walked the length of the ship often. During our excursion, we traipsed the grounds of Mayan ruins in 100 degrees, or plowed through sandy beaches (a workout in itself!). I more than got my 30 minutes of exercise each day, I think. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That’s probably a good thing, though, because the food could have really set me back. As our cruise director pointed out, you could have 14 meals a day, and it’d all be FREE! The buffet was always open, including a 24-hour pizzeria, the dining room had extended hours, and room service was always included! We tried it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy9bu574wnaBCyYRGxK52qkRc-0fLhKQ6O60wzkbVEtkt1tfg9Lw-ppp97gQuECbDcOAjAm-0Q2ZA08cI6PjRDnmBlC03AbnR-_EgS_uavL_KwNuobqG4t2FPIQLcRUzhxkn077V3boHY-/s1600/lobster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy9bu574wnaBCyYRGxK52qkRc-0fLhKQ6O60wzkbVEtkt1tfg9Lw-ppp97gQuECbDcOAjAm-0Q2ZA08cI6PjRDnmBlC03AbnR-_EgS_uavL_KwNuobqG4t2FPIQLcRUzhxkn077V3boHY-/s320/lobster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603326516819362514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lobster and shrimp. ooh la la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, and the drinks?! Wow. Very fruity, very fun, and very full of alcohol. I can see why Carnival calls themselves the party ships.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCU-Apob9r31A3UyH3bVM-B_suVebG8-I6ddszQIz6w3-sXUjyNB4nUb1lwe4QD69cg3VrtNQGDl7vwbyk8XYPVhTQ-9_8BMMPJjYbfs3e_-LSppRjEn5vXPrjYmpCK8TSHXZ_mPgghoCc/s1600/resting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCU-Apob9r31A3UyH3bVM-B_suVebG8-I6ddszQIz6w3-sXUjyNB4nUb1lwe4QD69cg3VrtNQGDl7vwbyk8XYPVhTQ-9_8BMMPJjYbfs3e_-LSppRjEn5vXPrjYmpCK8TSHXZ_mPgghoCc/s320/resting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603326524855154530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resting on the beach. in a bathing suit. GOAL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seriously, Alex and I had a fantastic vacation, and were so grateful for the break from it all. (Though we missed our little Noah terribly!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0XdNUIT2NrFKl1gd-ZtQWmQiIHlP-XnmMk-e5yT9dpeCMHRxj_N3xwWuVlLmiNuHBYLLHODqcchKkSKaTS-7RVXVp2Bs3S5VDlttZb1x_MNTwFtqnNiGh6GvX5g6yyPGuPksbvEptwO7q/s1600/alexjen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0XdNUIT2NrFKl1gd-ZtQWmQiIHlP-XnmMk-e5yT9dpeCMHRxj_N3xwWuVlLmiNuHBYLLHODqcchKkSKaTS-7RVXVp2Bs3S5VDlttZb1x_MNTwFtqnNiGh6GvX5g6yyPGuPksbvEptwO7q/s320/alexjen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603326512404520546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the bares enjoying the last night of their vacation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As soon as we hit Galveston, it was back to business as usual. I prepared myself for a gain this week, and was pleasantly surprised when I stepped on the WW scale: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I lost 3.2 pounds! Hello, 190! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The numbers are encouraging for sure, but the fact that people around me are noticing my shrinking self is awesome. I’ve really appreciated everyone’s kind words… &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/4958172734366221832/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/4958172734366221832" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/4958172734366221832" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/4958172734366221832" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/05/week-25-voyage-was-very-bon.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 25). the voyage was very bon…" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs-jRWfDXlhlXuoRy08Dvjtj9Vuy0rqaH3-25Ze83kzO75xFyrKkcmE2PRKJN0TvPt_21DiI8dLyTp_RXZYWaNxj6ZJ9DN15GUyUd6mdTzs945gG3HeucJzopm9JSPatncUgtEX2EJd6XB/s72-c/alexjencruise.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-2310948154809539135</id><published>2011-04-21T20:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:16:44.728-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cruise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="number"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 23). the truth about numbers.</title><content type="html">A few days ago, I promised to post my actual weight. (You can read the backstory &lt;a href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/04/week-21-charming.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman of my word. I'm proud to announce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtiRYOcgzQh8mFWdpfo8izaPNjtv_ilNFtgBpmMVMm3UNO_8q2mtGwWjXsEHVvrhnUdmXnMuFzas5FNcX3afqPh7QjPkXrmh1_x8WgPt1tzMlS5WEDEFcicfOQ1CUfHXauEZSYIWuC4CPs/s1600/Photo+on+2011-04-21+at+20.56+%25235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtiRYOcgzQh8mFWdpfo8izaPNjtv_ilNFtgBpmMVMm3UNO_8q2mtGwWjXsEHVvrhnUdmXnMuFzas5FNcX3afqPh7QjPkXrmh1_x8WgPt1tzMlS5WEDEFcicfOQ1CUfHXauEZSYIWuC4CPs/s320/Photo+on+2011-04-21+at+20.56+%25235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598223828839873138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm 193!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look beyond the number, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my highest weight (pregnancy), I was 234. I lost 14 pounds before joining WW. I've since gone on a 27-pound journey, totaling over 40 in the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other fun facts about my weight loss: As a 5'6" female, I  had a 35.5 BMI. Today, I'm a 31. Every day I lose weight, I am regaining a part of my life. I'm getting HEALTHY. I find myself with more stamina (perfect for keeping up with a toddler!), and of course, self-confidence. My clothes don't fit (which you'd THINK would be awesome, but it's fairly frustrating) and my feet seem to have shrunk about a half-size. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because of my success that I'm able to be so open with you all. Hell, even if I didn't lose another pound, I could look back on what I've accomplished so far, and have one heck of a smile on my face. But it's definitely not been without it's ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, getting to weigh in this morning was a bit of a pain. I consider WW the ONE thing I treat myself to during my work week. I get up from my desk, go downstairs and for one hour, I surround myself with people venturing on a very similar journey. It's strangely cathartic to discuss your problems and progress. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even still, other things get in the way. I flew in and flew out without even processing what the scale said. I just checked my sheet; I lost almost a pound. :happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thrilled to be at 193, but am striving for lower numbers on the scale. I was 150 when I went to college in Texas, and 135 in Kansas. That may be a little low for me now, so 145-150 is what I'm shooting for, broken into smaller increments. I can do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, who's brave enough to share THEIR numbers? &lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/2310948154809539135/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/2310948154809539135" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2310948154809539135" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2310948154809539135" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/04/week-23-truth-about-numbers.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 23). the truth about numbers." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtiRYOcgzQh8mFWdpfo8izaPNjtv_ilNFtgBpmMVMm3UNO_8q2mtGwWjXsEHVvrhnUdmXnMuFzas5FNcX3afqPh7QjPkXrmh1_x8WgPt1tzMlS5WEDEFcicfOQ1CUfHXauEZSYIWuC4CPs/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-04-21+at+20.56+%25235.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-1594789617380907550</id><published>2011-04-19T20:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:41:59.622-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alison"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pizza hut"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="success"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 22.5). pizza pardners</title><content type="html">The thing I love the most about blogging is the interaction with my readers. While comments don't always get left on blogspot, I have many of you commenting on my facebook page, emailing me and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I started this blog for myself, to keep me on track and motivated. I can look back months (and even years) to see how far I've come. But more than that, others are getting something from my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a particularly touching note today from an old friend. Alison and I worked together at Pizza Hut FOREVER ago. (almost 10 years ago, by now...) She was—and still is—an amazing person, and I am so proud to call her a friend. These days, she's a Notre Dame graduate, studying law and is engaged to an awesome man. ...I could go on, but let's get to her note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Alison: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey Jen! I just wanted to say I've read your blog, and it inspired me to get serious about my own health and weight loss in anticipation of my wedding and just to be more healthy in general. Anyway, I joined WW online eight weeks ago at the highest weight I've ever been, and I've lost almost 17 pounds in that time!! I'm really, really excited, and I feel so much better, and I wanted to share it with you because I feel like I have you partially to thank :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;That means so much to me! I am so glad that my journey is helping others start on theirs. That doesn't take away from all the hard work that she put in. ALISON lost 17 pounds. SUCCESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else have any successes to share? I don't care if it's because of this blog or not, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we just need to CELEBRATE YOUR SUCCESSES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Share them with me. jen826@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1594789617380907550/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/1594789617380907550" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/1594789617380907550" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/1594789617380907550" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/04/week-225-pizza-pardners.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 22.5). pizza pardners" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-1015742516351036632</id><published>2011-04-19T20:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:25:20.787-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="25"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="charm"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pounds"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 21). CHARMING.</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: I know this is a little late (read: 12 days), but it's better late than never. I would normally skip straight to the present, but this was such a huge milestone, I couldn't NOT add it to the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. LOST. 25+. POUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I first joined WW, a friend told me to expect stickers and charms as incentives for weight loss. I giggled, but she warned that I would come to COVET these trinkets. And when I received my first five pound sticker, I was over the moon. My weight loss was tangible; my success wrapped up in a 1/2" sticker. So now, to get my 25-lb. charm... well, you could imagine my elation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leader announced my success to the group, and I couldn't have felt happier. Normally, I shy away from being recognized, but when it comes to WW, I just feel... proud. I did this. 25 pounds. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It immediately went on my key chain, and serves as a daily reminder that I can make my big goals happen out of my smaller milestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzBTF7Fh80EJbaJsXwTLPPkC4fuNgB2iIqMVdUlmAONpInGGIRfbeAI2vzMOKH2VtPpUozGKPam40XJjTHoq3DoJ1qy-ayHEXhbPvKD1_39Z72N_6XjSNO6-yRFmAVuJYRjnEXYhXeiku/s1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzBTF7Fh80EJbaJsXwTLPPkC4fuNgB2iIqMVdUlmAONpInGGIRfbeAI2vzMOKH2VtPpUozGKPam40XJjTHoq3DoJ1qy-ayHEXhbPvKD1_39Z72N_6XjSNO6-yRFmAVuJYRjnEXYhXeiku/s320/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597469632285308658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leader, through celebrating my milestone, brought up my blog (hi Linda!). She asked if I had posted my actual weight here. "Not exactly," I answered. I had to wonder why, though. It's not that I hadn't shared my beginning weight SOMEWHERE in this blog, and anyone capable of basic math could figure out where I'm at now. There is just a stigma behind the higher numbers, one that I still seem to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no more. This week will be my 23rd week on WW. And lose or gain, I will not only post my pound status, but I will put my actual weight out there. In black and white. Those of you who have ever struggled with weight understand why this is such a big deal. Even still, my new number is SUCH a celebration. Let's celebrate together on Thursday! See you then!</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1015742516351036632/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/1015742516351036632" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/1015742516351036632" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/1015742516351036632" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/04/week-21-charming.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 21). CHARMING." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitzBTF7Fh80EJbaJsXwTLPPkC4fuNgB2iIqMVdUlmAONpInGGIRfbeAI2vzMOKH2VtPpUozGKPam40XJjTHoq3DoJ1qy-ayHEXhbPvKD1_39Z72N_6XjSNO6-yRFmAVuJYRjnEXYhXeiku/s72-c/25.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-150147677706320734</id><published>2011-04-01T08:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:48:40.604-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="14"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jeans"/><title type="text">(week 20). workin' my way down.</title><content type="html">I wanted to be in a 12/14 by the end of April, and I MADE IT! Here I am in a size 14 pair of jeans... my NEW "skinny me" jeans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JXNrOWo1K81My4YnOcTHscLNUjqGmEd09TyDulL-qlDbHU-F6UWRqoOxWiCDUzTF8bk3ntzdWjTsiWQ2ymCpbkGKW0BrmjAx2EKAumsenMdFPwd4I95wL4O1-s3aYafk000SxPI6J_q8/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JXNrOWo1K81My4YnOcTHscLNUjqGmEd09TyDulL-qlDbHU-F6UWRqoOxWiCDUzTF8bk3ntzdWjTsiWQ2ymCpbkGKW0BrmjAx2EKAumsenMdFPwd4I95wL4O1-s3aYafk000SxPI6J_q8/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590604915314662706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy to believe that I was an 18/20 just a few months ago. It's not a place I ever wanted to be, and one I don't plan on revisiting any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've got my eye on a pair of size 10s for June...</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/150147677706320734/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/150147677706320734" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/150147677706320734" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/150147677706320734" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/04/workin-my-way-down.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 20). workin' my way down." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JXNrOWo1K81My4YnOcTHscLNUjqGmEd09TyDulL-qlDbHU-F6UWRqoOxWiCDUzTF8bk3ntzdWjTsiWQ2ymCpbkGKW0BrmjAx2EKAumsenMdFPwd4I95wL4O1-s3aYafk000SxPI6J_q8/s72-c/photo.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-6450294437964429215</id><published>2011-03-31T13:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:48:55.345-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="accomplishment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exercise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tracking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="water"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight gain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="workout"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 20). i'm not gonna lie...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;I gained .06 over the past two weeks. No excuses here, I went on vacation to see my dad, only to come back and be icky sick for a week. Workouts have temporarily been halted, as I continue to cough a lung up (at least it feels that way!). While trying to stick to eating well, there were a few days that I allowed myself a “free pass”. Man, STL has some great food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIdR1pzIp7nf24V5L5i4XdKBkTQmwilGl5eMeHrtg-SeIUFbtjUBS57XXYOtDkka8O4RYCTkZq2vHFLFPMSYu7u11VvoXCyTHi-7EZ2cioQ26sxmuOhtGpvwenDDB7Chml7Q4Okesl1pTC/s1600/mommynoah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIdR1pzIp7nf24V5L5i4XdKBkTQmwilGl5eMeHrtg-SeIUFbtjUBS57XXYOtDkka8O4RYCTkZq2vHFLFPMSYu7u11VvoXCyTHi-7EZ2cioQ26sxmuOhtGpvwenDDB7Chml7Q4Okesl1pTC/s320/mommynoah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317018510567154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mommy and Noah enjoying our vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;But I didn’t totally stray from it all (if I had, I can only IMAGINE the weight I’d have gained). For the most part, I chose sensible meal choices (I won’t mention the cream soda float with a mountain of ice cream, or the awesome ribs I had—TWICE!), opted for water or diet soda and made sure to keep active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnF_pS-NbhPeTkMXAI5axXrJ66_S68NzRXFilm43O5SWhypO0tXClhZOivdJbb9EAsmseGw8SY_rHQbP_dB16SXd_bfp_TCvVyJpBlIthfXPxXyLEsQch0_c7AvmA0zgMqTXegs_AdNI6-/s1600/float.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnF_pS-NbhPeTkMXAI5axXrJ66_S68NzRXFilm43O5SWhypO0tXClhZOivdJbb9EAsmseGw8SY_rHQbP_dB16SXd_bfp_TCvVyJpBlIthfXPxXyLEsQch0_c7AvmA0zgMqTXegs_AdNI6-/s320/float.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590316958731029346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;We took Noah to the zoo (he loved) and the Children’s museum (he L-O-V-E-D!), and chased him around the airport, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqnd0Pu8crJp_EEuO7JzpKHglxV6FzQAFCHY4Ti60rndyeXDw6MbXmlmevc0S9xa0KxkCAvJhyAdU78pcEwbSKqR6Ew54RLV2I-xTS6WqE05Hubblc7ErQHRrXfaHSA_u6RGNP65PsX32/s1600/Noah+carousel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqnd0Pu8crJp_EEuO7JzpKHglxV6FzQAFCHY4Ti60rndyeXDw6MbXmlmevc0S9xa0KxkCAvJhyAdU78pcEwbSKqR6Ew54RLV2I-xTS6WqE05Hubblc7ErQHRrXfaHSA_u6RGNP65PsX32/s320/Noah+carousel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317186312389602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Noah on his first carousel ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;Now, being sick for a week now, I’ve really had to just bite the bullet and allow myself to get better. That means a lot of sitting/resting when I get home. No workouts, no over-doing it... Nothing but rest. I used to make fun of people who would complain when they couldn’t work out, but MAN, I’ve been feeling weird and achy without exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had also been getting super-comfortable with the WW program. So much so, that my food tracking became sporadic. With starting a new WW series today, I’m going back to basics—if it goes in my mouth, it gets jotted down! Here’s what the day has looked like so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn-eD5pXB_X-eI7CqJx8yXoqsCMNuM9Jpm36uZkcBqDWLkfxXdoYIscjlRdvJ8fihRFEPl4W7M35OfFsNdrJO-aaMuPW2BHkLBJpczZSt_0XoQUxkykf9tm4toOrciUCZ5ULyEZpRxK7-e/s1600/food.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn-eD5pXB_X-eI7CqJx8yXoqsCMNuM9Jpm36uZkcBqDWLkfxXdoYIscjlRdvJ8fihRFEPl4W7M35OfFsNdrJO-aaMuPW2BHkLBJpczZSt_0XoQUxkykf9tm4toOrciUCZ5ULyEZpRxK7-e/s320/food.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590317249482264082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;I’ve been at this almost 5 months, and have lost ALMOST 25 pounds. I’m so proud of how far I’ve come, but am even more excited of where I can take this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my WW leader reminds us, we shouldn’t always look at what this week’s scale says, but at what you’ve accomplished so far. She’s so right. Big picture, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: .06 is NOT bad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/6450294437964429215/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/6450294437964429215" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6450294437964429215" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6450294437964429215" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/03/week-20-im-not-gonna-lie.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 20). i'm not gonna lie..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIdR1pzIp7nf24V5L5i4XdKBkTQmwilGl5eMeHrtg-SeIUFbtjUBS57XXYOtDkka8O4RYCTkZq2vHFLFPMSYu7u11VvoXCyTHi-7EZ2cioQ26sxmuOhtGpvwenDDB7Chml7Q4Okesl1pTC/s72-c/mommynoah.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-2417790438094288093</id><published>2011-03-10T16:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:49:18.277-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="charlie sheen"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh-in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="winning"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 17). I’m WINNING, DUH!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyX4n4BSaTQxruG5Cjutp6Lg2munhGou-j-Jd5Bioxoqe0-rAxqUVbWH-TMSwHmOesHYHn2dJ7ESxDP7udOQfQ-q_UKy56E1shkQULA2CFgMg87LP_z-shRL8rnNJXlxrlpQlRKURf5cRv/s1600/photo%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyX4n4BSaTQxruG5Cjutp6Lg2munhGou-j-Jd5Bioxoqe0-rAxqUVbWH-TMSwHmOesHYHn2dJ7ESxDP7udOQfQ-q_UKy56E1shkQULA2CFgMg87LP_z-shRL8rnNJXlxrlpQlRKURf5cRv/s320/photo%255B1%255D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582581302649886178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Yes, I took a page from Charlie Sheen, but if he’s taught me anything this week, it’s that you should be proud of your awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m super-proud of MY awesomeness; I’m down over 23 pounds! I’ve got another pound and change to go before I hit my “St. Louis” goal, and I think I can totally do it by next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I almost forgot! With me not having blogged in a few weeks, I haven’t been able to mention I hit a MAJOR milestone a week or two ago: I hit my 10% goal! That is HUGE for me! It not only shows I’ve been able to stick with something, but that THIS IS WORKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into an old co-worker earlier this week. She hadn’t seen me since I had just had the baby, and she was completely taken aback by how I looked. LOL, she said she didn’t even recognize me! I can’t always tell that I’ve lost weight... Sure, my face looks thinner, and my arms and legs aren’t as puffy, but I still look like the me I have in my head. Make sense? Maybe my brain never adjusted to “bigger Jen”. Sure, we’ll go with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole experience has been so positive; I just need to keep moving forward with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what are YOU doing to WIN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Hu568D3VRCWjbjzv2y4F0VhE7WNb3GsGB0Y18Ap_hLYiw1z-DcnREe4kMrWVx7ApSqHOlSjRKStdQFGhkUSlhLtIaAcjWz4OR5K_EJgp4Ie5vmB0TGr8uwZchYGFmxJEyQ7_A5nHahcE/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Hu568D3VRCWjbjzv2y4F0VhE7WNb3GsGB0Y18Ap_hLYiw1z-DcnREe4kMrWVx7ApSqHOlSjRKStdQFGhkUSlhLtIaAcjWz4OR5K_EJgp4Ie5vmB0TGr8uwZchYGFmxJEyQ7_A5nHahcE/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582581379227857970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;This key chain is one of my most prized material possessions at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;It represents the 10% I worked so hard to lose, and holds the promise of more to come. WORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/2417790438094288093/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/2417790438094288093" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2417790438094288093" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2417790438094288093" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-winning-duh.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 17). I’m WINNING, DUH!" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyX4n4BSaTQxruG5Cjutp6Lg2munhGou-j-Jd5Bioxoqe0-rAxqUVbWH-TMSwHmOesHYHn2dJ7ESxDP7udOQfQ-q_UKy56E1shkQULA2CFgMg87LP_z-shRL8rnNJXlxrlpQlRKURf5cRv/s72-c/photo%255B1%255D.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-8862124110222833707</id><published>2011-02-22T12:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T12:39:08.017-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="accountable"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life update"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="open"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 15.75). why I’m an open book.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaJS2H5N9702rAJPTAepepQQEjmgtuDy5OFzY6mFxaALj-NJhskMUv-yJ6Wgc39cZjCUlEpuUDbMZuZjt5lPQ0Gl0UzWouOykbLIA4BAtOkVyI3gIVn3GYIW1xZoWhpWUgprqxsv6p1QU/s1600/photo21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaJS2H5N9702rAJPTAepepQQEjmgtuDy5OFzY6mFxaALj-NJhskMUv-yJ6Wgc39cZjCUlEpuUDbMZuZjt5lPQ0Gl0UzWouOykbLIA4BAtOkVyI3gIVn3GYIW1xZoWhpWUgprqxsv6p1QU/s320/photo21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576584790087033234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;For a woman my size, some may find it bizarre that I’m as open as I am about my weight loss journey. So why am I doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I am the kind of person that needs to be held accountable—really accoutable—when it comes to things like this. I am a great self-starter and motivator when it comes to everything EXCEPT food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started weight watchers, I told myself that I needed to be totally honest with myself about eating, portions, exercising... whatever. If I cheated, I was only cheating myself. But really, by getting my friends and family involved, they have served as fellow motivators, keeping me going when I didn’t want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, people are naturally curious about life changes. You know it’s true. Look at shows like “Biggest Loser” or “I Used To Be Fat”. So, instead of occasionally posting pictures of a shrinking me, why not keep you all in the loop with WHAT I’m doing?! It’s not that I mind questions from y’all (I love them, and have gotten quite a few of you to commit to losing weight for yourself!), but why not keep it honest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be interesting to look back on this experience, and see that it didn’t come easy. I can see my struggles, or my successes. I can see the changes in myself and know WHY I’m doing this. It’s a fascinating thing to have that kind of insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day, it’s just my personality to document, document, document. I love writing; it’s my release, my passion and (while not this topic) MY CAREER. I just can’t shut it off, so why fight it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/8862124110222833707/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/8862124110222833707" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/8862124110222833707" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/8862124110222833707" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-1575-why-im-open-book.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 15.75). why I’m an open book." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaJS2H5N9702rAJPTAepepQQEjmgtuDy5OFzY6mFxaALj-NJhskMUv-yJ6Wgc39cZjCUlEpuUDbMZuZjt5lPQ0Gl0UzWouOykbLIA4BAtOkVyI3gIVn3GYIW1xZoWhpWUgprqxsv6p1QU/s72-c/photo21.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-8819741095357028737</id><published>2011-02-19T09:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T15:45:16.321-06:00</updated><title type="text">(week 15.5). workin&amp;#39; (out) woman.</title><content type="html">I took the next step! Instead of just talking about it, I joined the FMCAC (community center) and started working out today. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was unsure about what types of exercises I'd be up to doing, though. It's been YEARS since I'd worked out last (not counting chasing the baby), and didn't want to get overwhelmed. I learned about a really cool app a month or so ago--Couch to 5K--and am trying that out.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What is Couch to 5K(C25K)? Essentially, it gets lazy bums like me conditioned to do a 5K, in 9 short weeks. It alternates between walking and running commands, and over time, challenges and pushes you to endure the long trek. Plus, you can listen to iPod music and post results to FB, so why WOULDN'T I do it?! LOL&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today was hard to get through, but at least I went, and more importantly, followed through. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I CAN DO THIS!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Want to read more? SUBSCRIBE to my blog! &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/8819741095357028737/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/8819741095357028737" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/8819741095357028737" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/8819741095357028737" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-155-workin-out-woman.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 15.5). workin&amp;#39; (out) woman." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-6359212164956593909</id><published>2011-02-17T04:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T15:34:14.164-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cake"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cruise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Noah"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="workout"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 15). keepin’ it real... keepin’ it flat...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XsBfZTOifDknX2WZv3wQyqQ-NnYyi6EfJV1ZsitsMdzIBEtetrew6lnvhEn-LzRP97GRiKVkG937tdN5zu-VQmLsnW-u6FmLzsYxexB5A9Cnl6NP5aQh0SnDB-VlVNSbjsNyadhH95V8/s1600/jen19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XsBfZTOifDknX2WZv3wQyqQ-NnYyi6EfJV1ZsitsMdzIBEtetrew6lnvhEn-LzRP97GRiKVkG937tdN5zu-VQmLsnW-u6FmLzsYxexB5A9Cnl6NP5aQh0SnDB-VlVNSbjsNyadhH95V8/s320/jen19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574793714564365938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;I weighed in today. Leading up to it, I was so nervous! With Noah’s birthday last weekend (happy birthday, baby boy!), I pigged OUT on cake. I mean, did I honestly expect my tiny 1-year-old to eat the massive cake by himself? The leftovers looked too good, and I couldn’t resist. So yes, I had (at least) one piece of cake every single day for the past WEEK! EEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to watch portions otherwise, but I felt my plan slipping away. I stepped on the scale and *gasp * I hadn’t gained! ...I didn’t lose, either, but really, I did good to maintain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m buckling down, though. With just three pounds from my next BIG goal, I need to step it up. And that is why I am taking some time tonight to go sign up for the gym. Nothing fancy, just the basics, but I need something to keep me moving toward my ultimate goal. I’d like to lose about 17 more pounds before the cruise, and that’s in just over two months. I can’t sit around just HOPING it will happen, right? So off my butt I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/6359212164956593909/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/6359212164956593909" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6359212164956593909" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6359212164956593909" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/02/keepin-it-real-keepin-it-flat.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 15). keepin’ it real... keepin’ it flat..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2XsBfZTOifDknX2WZv3wQyqQ-NnYyi6EfJV1ZsitsMdzIBEtetrew6lnvhEn-LzRP97GRiKVkG937tdN5zu-VQmLsnW-u6FmLzsYxexB5A9Cnl6NP5aQh0SnDB-VlVNSbjsNyadhH95V8/s72-c/jen19.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-5088005203221106645</id><published>2011-01-27T12:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:52:21.313-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gym"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Noah"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="readers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="snack"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stress"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh-in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 13). make progress or make excuses.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDTUMDAXR6TGEkdLS-QtS0fgGBkFvvQf_3SgyEGQJzdV8SsAggdMAwijrhaHL2xU3emREx2wr37ieCVlMQE8fSAiNkhPWRQmf4l61hfFVkO1iGw6Xp0L4080dVP2upseRWrjuFslqyb9i0/s1600/jen17.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDTUMDAXR6TGEkdLS-QtS0fgGBkFvvQf_3SgyEGQJzdV8SsAggdMAwijrhaHL2xU3emREx2wr37ieCVlMQE8fSAiNkhPWRQmf4l61hfFVkO1iGw6Xp0L4080dVP2upseRWrjuFslqyb9i0/s320/jen17.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566940468481462738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The title of my blog is a quote we were left with in today’s WW meeting. According to my leader, she heard it from a Real Estate guru (who’s name escaped her, sorry), but felt that it applies to weight loss. I absolutely agree. I find it encapsulates my journey. Basically, “put up or shut up”... “try or fail”. I’m in this to make progress, and I need to work on not making excuses about my faults. BUT, without an excuse or two, I wouldn’t have a blog, so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the past two weeks I’ve had, I was pleasantly surprised to find that I was down another 2.6 pounds! (Please know, I did NOT weigh in last week)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After the last weigh-in, I was very focused on the plan. Then Noah got sick. It happened so fast, that it was hard to focus on anything else BUT him (as it should be). He was diagnosed with RSV and pneumonia, and we were admitted to the hospital for a few days (read about it here: &lt;a href="http://mamabare.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-from-hell.html"&gt;http://mamabare.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-from-hell.html&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, kids, for what you SHOULDN’T DO on WW. NOTE: while I ultimately had a very successful weigh in, don’t follow this. Basically, “do what I say, not what I do”, got it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I didn’t count at all. I tried to keep track of SOME things in my head, but for the most part, I said eff it. I managed my portions by sight, and I can tell you now that some were waaaaay off. There was a day or two where I just couldn’t eat, then I found myself wanting to snack on everything! Swedish Fish, Doritos, Crackers, Popcorn, Cookies… if it was in front of me, I wanted it in. my. belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m sure the stress of it all did a number on me, and I need to work harder on doing this the right way ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;*end of the bad junk. time to tune back in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alex and I are talking about joining a gym, and have it narrowed down to two. We are looking for CHEAP, with child care and exercise equipment, of course… other than that, we don’t really care. Otherwise, I’ll step up my activity level with more walking and the wii. It sounds silly, but playing the wii for even 15 minutes a day can really get you moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love getting messages from all of you, talking about your own experiences with weight loss or WW, so keep them coming! We can all learn from one another! That’s why I’m blogging about this now; it is not only keeping myself accountable, but it’s sharing tips with all of you, and hopefully motivating you to get healthy! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/5088005203221106645/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/5088005203221106645" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/5088005203221106645" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/5088005203221106645" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-13-make-progress-or-make-excuses.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 13). make progress or make excuses." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDTUMDAXR6TGEkdLS-QtS0fgGBkFvvQf_3SgyEGQJzdV8SsAggdMAwijrhaHL2xU3emREx2wr37ieCVlMQE8fSAiNkhPWRQmf4l61hfFVkO1iGw6Xp0L4080dVP2upseRWrjuFslqyb9i0/s72-c/jen17.PNG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-2297007506291419382</id><published>2011-01-13T13:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:39:55.369-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="snacks"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tracking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh-in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 11). nom nom.</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9K6m2MuTwHaAeGZ7yumTQwtPUdFUOofFRJIz3ZpGAXlkwK0nvtIw_QS82dCwgoseb_JLBcqrvt1CxncqBGDvTEqucjhaZnSedJjuYOU57oyWw3SkKnA7sytYqvTJYUmhzSzn28nMfJXki/s1600/jb15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9K6m2MuTwHaAeGZ7yumTQwtPUdFUOofFRJIz3ZpGAXlkwK0nvtIw_QS82dCwgoseb_JLBcqrvt1CxncqBGDvTEqucjhaZnSedJjuYOU57oyWw3SkKnA7sytYqvTJYUmhzSzn28nMfJXki/s320/jb15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561756856480564434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;This past week, my WW leader challenged us all to track our food. Of course, this is essential to helping the program work, but some get comfortable with the daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I skip tracking a snack or two... But this week, I was diligent with it, and it looks like it paid off: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another pound (well, it was almost 1-1/2, but whatever) down! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing to see what I end up consuming each day, especially when I compare my eating habits from a year ago. My biggest change, of course, was exchanging Dr. Pepper for his diet counterpart. That saves me up to 16 points each day! (Yes, I was ending up consuming up to 48-oz. each day) I’ve always been into fruit and vegetables, but now, I’m making a conscious effort to pile them on at (almost) every meal! Instead of running out for a hamburger or happy meal, I’m stopping for a salad, or filling up on power foods and packed lunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the key to my success has been snacking. Whether it’s popcorn, a piece of fruit or drinking a glass of water, I keep myself fueled with bits of food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;I even keep point-conscious snacks at my desk, so I’m never without something to munch on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on my self-control (one cookie, not two), and I’m succeeding more often than not. Some days get the best of me (last night’s shepard’s pie was calling my name!), but I’m working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, if it goes in my mouth, it gets tracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had mentioned to someone my next over-arching goal is to lose 20 pounds in the next three months. Does that sound reasonable to you all? That’s an average of 1-1/2 pounds per week, which is something I think I can do... Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WW is a tool I use to help me change my life. Without my drive and motivation to make it work, it wouldn’t. That’s the ultimate key here. If you don’t want it and WORK for it, it simply won’t happen. Work for it with me, people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/2297007506291419382/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/2297007506291419382" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2297007506291419382" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2297007506291419382" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-11-nom-nom.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 11). nom nom." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9K6m2MuTwHaAeGZ7yumTQwtPUdFUOofFRJIz3ZpGAXlkwK0nvtIw_QS82dCwgoseb_JLBcqrvt1CxncqBGDvTEqucjhaZnSedJjuYOU57oyWw3SkKnA7sytYqvTJYUmhzSzn28nMfJXki/s72-c/jb15.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-1739105364240752391</id><published>2011-01-06T14:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:49:39.723-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="10%"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="5%"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exercise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pedometer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scale"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="steps"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh-in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 10). do a little dance...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;In my WW meetings before the holidays, I’d listen as my fellow WWers waxed on about how hard the Christmas season would be. Parties, food, alcohol... All the vices that got us here would come back to haunt in force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with tactics to get us through, we abandoned our meetings for TWO WEEKS! I promised myself that, while I would eat sensibly and maintain awareness, I would not track points or weigh myself until meetings resumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there were some moments of doing more than I should (steak and a margarita, and Christmas goodies to boot), but for the most part, I think I did well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the scale proved it... I lost 4.6 pounds over the few weeks away! For a girl who’s goal was to simply maintain, that is PHENOMENAL! That puts me at just about 14 pounds down in the 10 weeks, with my next goal—10%—a mere 8 pounds away!            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not the only goal I’m shooting for. In three months, husband and I are going on a cruise. I’d like to see myself lose another 20 by then. Hopefully that’s a decent weight to feel comfortable in a bathing suit again. I haven’t been that size since I got engaged, I think. It’s crazy to think it’s actually attainable, as long as I stay on track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I’m happy to let you all know that the pedometer is really working out for me. The first two days, I walked an average of 9,000 steps, with me reaching about 11,000 steps yesterday! The number on the screen excites me, pushing me to (legitimately) get it higher. I hope to do 15,000 over the weekend. I can sense a long walk in Noah and mommy’s future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting a lot of messages from friends, asking about my experience with WW. All in all, WW has been a super positive thing for me to get into. I’m learning about what I should and shouldn’t eat, all while not depriving myself (like actual diets do). I’m becoming more aware of activity, and pushing the little things I already do in my day to step it up. Most of all, I’m learning to love and appreciate who I am, all while working toward the best, most healthy me possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself interested in not only losing weight, but becoming a more healthy person, consider joining. It may be hard to get used to tracking your food, but believe me, it’s so worth it. You’ll be amazed at how second nature it will start becoming. I’m not saying I’m there yet, but I’m on my way. Join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/1739105364240752391/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/1739105364240752391" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/1739105364240752391" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/1739105364240752391" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-10-do-little-dance.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 10). do a little dance..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-6077686119548862524</id><published>2011-01-03T09:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T20:49:59.204-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exercise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pedometer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="step goal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><title type="text">(week 9.5). particularly pedantic: pedometers</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;With the start of a new year, I’m trying to step up (pardon the pun, though I’m sure it won’t be the last) my daily activities. My ultimate goal is to reach 10,000 steps each day, and I believe I’m well on my way. Not only do I park fairly far out in the parking garage at work, I am on the third floor. I traipse through the compound from meeting to meeting, then find myself running after a toddler at home... When he runs out of steam, so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend, I purchased a pedometer. Nothing fancy—it’s enough to enter my step goal, and count steps and miles trekked—but it’s interesting to see the numbers. Yesterday afternoon, for spending a good amount of time playing with Noah (fairly sedentary), then chasing him around the house and more active playing, I walked 4700 steps. That was about 2.5 miles of walking according to my pedometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, in the almost two hours I’ve had it on, I’ve gone 2800 steps, or 1.3 miles. Not too shabby, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel the basis for good health is being being active, so I’m starting with the basics. Make it a point to just get up and move more! Don’t try to carry to much; instead, walk smaller loads back and forth. (This is something I’m particularly living by, thanks to having to tote a baby along) Get out and stroll around! Use the time to breathe and de-stress. Every weekend, Noah and I walk around at least one store. Not only am I able to restock on the few things we need, but it gives us time to get out, change scenery and stretch our legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Have you used a pedometer before? What was your experience with it?    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/6077686119548862524/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/6077686119548862524" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6077686119548862524" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/6077686119548862524" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2011/01/particularly-pedantic-pedometers.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 9.5). particularly pedantic: pedometers" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-5200564652136709412</id><published>2010-12-20T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T14:45:04.335-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holiday"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sick"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 7). the aftermath.</title><content type="html">It’s been a few days since weigh-in, but I’m happy to announce that I’ve lost another 1.8 pounds! That brings my overall total in 42 days to 10.4 pounds (about 4 ounces a day)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been sick for a few days, so it’s been hard to tune in to my body. I don’t know when I’m hungry, or full, or even able to eat at all! I feel like I’ve fallen off the wagon a bit since Thursday, but I’ve got two weeks until my next weigh-in (unless I go to a WW center), so I can focus on staying on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps that Noah is an active baby; he keeps me moving all day! In fact, he started WALKING last week! Oh my goodness, it seems like only yesterday that we brought him home, and now he’s practically running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the holidays, I really plan to try to stick to what I should be eating. TRY is the key word. I don’t want to feel deprived or left out, but I also know that food won’t make me happy, so why over-do it?! I’ll focus on my son’s super-awesome first Christmas, and the family I will be surrounded by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The positive train keeps on moving...</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/5200564652136709412/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/5200564652136709412" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/5200564652136709412" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/5200564652136709412" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2010/12/week-7-aftermath.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 7). the aftermath." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-3070051127717310456</id><published>2010-12-09T15:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:34:48.498-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="candy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holiday"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Olive Garden"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PointsPlus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="PP"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="snacks"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">(week 6). I didn’t lose, I gained.</title><content type="html">... and that’s a positive! Yes, I lost 2 pounds today. That’s 32 ounces of CRAP that just burned off of me. While I “lost” the weight, it’s such a gain for me. A gain of life, of self, of further motivation... I gained today by losing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I control my own destiny in this. I pick the foods. I choose how active I am. It’s up to me how “in it” I become. I can’t blame anyone else but myself if I stop succeeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s something I’m finding I need to work on: holiday time snacking! There is so much just lying around, waiting to be gobbled up. Today, bagels, brownies, donuts and more were part of the workplace spread. Of course, I couldn’t resist my favorite: wheat bagel and shmear. (8 PointsPLUS) ...that’s not so horrible when I pair it with a well-stocked salad for lunch, but it doesn’t help to munch on another half bagel (5 more PP!) and some Swedish Fish (4 PP for an OUNCE!). Ugh. I’m down 24 points for the day, and I still have dinner to go. Soup it shall be for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this, I can do this, I can do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a few WW books today that can tell me the PP values of food... I counted it up, and the typical Olive Garden meal I’d have would be worth more than my daily point allowance! O. M. G. No wonder I gained the weight that I did. The chicken parm alone was 15, and that didn’t include the spaghetti side ... add in a few breadsticks and the salad (one serving of the salad is 8 PP, thanks to the dressing and the cheese), and you’re screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that WW is not a program to deprive yourself of the things you love, but it’s definitely making me rethink the things I used to eat. And that’s not a bad thing, I’ve got to say. 50 years ago, we didn’t have the obesity problem America has now. Candy and junky snacks were treats, and fruits and veggies were staples (not the other way around, like it seems to be today). People didn’t gorge on ginormous portions—they ate until they were satisfied, and moved on. Food was social, but in a very different way. Kids were more active than they are now, too! We need to go back to that. We may not have our parents around to force us to “eat our vegetables” or “go play outside”, but we should listen to the smart, healthy voice in our head, prodding us in that direction.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who’s with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, someone pass me the green beans...</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/3070051127717310456/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/3070051127717310456" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/3070051127717310456" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/3070051127717310456" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2010/12/week-6-i-didnt-lose-i-gained.html" rel="alternate" title="(week 6). I didn’t lose, I gained." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-5003555475179555884</id><published>2010-12-07T12:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:07:48.588-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="focus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">week (almost 6). one pound down, hungry for more...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3whvxv643CxvFq_KyZQl18V1dCMXLpIEAOT8tX8lXPyne8Sp7ewp0qAWO5xvS7s7bydgNK8vmc7ucW7C0R7hMYK_CphO7dgvT5hOQ0PI_PlbO0DzmgO3SZeKYaQE4-OYyuCe_-dRNks3/s1600/Jen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3whvxv643CxvFq_KyZQl18V1dCMXLpIEAOT8tX8lXPyne8Sp7ewp0qAWO5xvS7s7bydgNK8vmc7ucW7C0R7hMYK_CphO7dgvT5hOQ0PI_PlbO0DzmgO3SZeKYaQE4-OYyuCe_-dRNks3/s400/Jen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548018861502539074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, weigh in last week was a bit disappointing. It had been two weeks since I had weighed last, and I had only lost a pound. The positive in that, I know, is that I lost SOMETHING (especially over the holiday week), but I felt like I had done more than just a pound’s worth of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I had a few bad days. Without the baby there, I wasn’t moving as much, and quite honestly, I was mildly depressed. All that changed last week, though. I re-focused myself, and have been doing great ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had promised myself that I wouldn’t step on a scale unless it was for weigh in, but I couldn’t resist this morning. And as I stepped on the hallway scale WITH MY BOOTS AND EVERYTHING on, I found that I was down almost 7 pounds from last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things to note: it’s not calibrated the same as the WW scale, I’m sure. There’s got to be a few pound fluctuation. I was wearing shoes and a sweater, which are things I normally shed for weigh in. I have been moving and exercising this past week, as well as eating EXTREMELY well (even with four pieces of thin pizza last night—my weekly indulgence—I still had 3 points left over!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just need to get through the holidays. I’m not taking much vacation time, so I’ll be busy with work. I’ve got a teething baby (he got FOUR teeth last Friday! At once!) and Christmas to sort out as well, but for now, I’m taking it in stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed Thursday’s weigh in goes well (and that I don’t get yelled at by my WW leader for losing TOO much in a week!).</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/5003555475179555884/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/5003555475179555884" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/5003555475179555884" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/5003555475179555884" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2010/12/week-almost-6-one-pound-down-hungry-for.html" rel="alternate" title="week (almost 6). one pound down, hungry for more..." type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3whvxv643CxvFq_KyZQl18V1dCMXLpIEAOT8tX8lXPyne8Sp7ewp0qAWO5xvS7s7bydgNK8vmc7ucW7C0R7hMYK_CphO7dgvT5hOQ0PI_PlbO0DzmgO3SZeKYaQE4-OYyuCe_-dRNks3/s72-c/Jen.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-2738981351558737136</id><published>2010-11-30T16:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:14:02.246-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MIL"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new program"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thanksgiving"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WW"/><title type="text">week (almost) 5. ready for the scale?</title><content type="html">It’s been almost two weeks since I weighed in last. I’m nervous—especially since I didn’t deprive myself of Thanksgiving goodness—but excited. Despite not being AS hardcore over the weekend, I think that I’ve been doing well. As long as the number decreases some, I’ll be happy. Even if it doesn’t, I’ll just keep trying until next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said previously, the baby is with my mom for the week. It’s been harder on me than I thought it’d be. I find myself occasionally bored, listless and feeling without purpose. What happens when Jen gets that way? She eats. I didn’t go overboard, but I did more than I probably should have. Steak! Sweet Potatoes! Cheesecake! That’s right, I had it all. Delicious, yes, but I felt awful afterward. I thought about all the points I just ate, or how much I’d have to compensate for to make it balance out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m finding myself more conscious of what other people eat around me. Eating with friends at lunch, I watch them down multiple servings of butter-drenched, fat-laden foods. Do they realize what they’re doing? It’s not even about the points—the caloric intake that some people consume is just INSANE! Last night, husband ate an Oreo dipped in (lite) Cool Whip, and I just about died. I probably annoyed him with my gasps and “ick faces”—I need to just focus on what I’m eating instead of what everyone else chooses to put in their tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news ... my MIL joined WW again yesterday! This is going to help us both stay accountable. Plus, it’s pretty nice that the two cooks in the house can be point conscious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WW also announced a new “PointsPlus” system yesterday. I’ll learn more about it Thursday at my meeting, but from what I’m reading, fruit and (most) vegetables are free! This should definitely encourage all WWers to make healthy decisions and choose more of what we SHOULD be eating. Plus, my point allowance has gone up, thanks to their new formula. Sweet!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regard to my “I LEARNED A...” two weeks ago: the soup and popcorn trick is working out so well! Yummy soups fill me up for just a couple points, and the popcorn serves as an all-afternoon snack! Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LEARNED A ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNACK TIP:&lt;/span&gt; “Fiber One” bars are amazing for your 2pm hunger pangs. They’re chewy, tasty and only a few points! Plus, the fiber helps keep you fuller longer. Making it to dinner is even easier!  &lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/2738981351558737136/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/2738981351558737136" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2738981351558737136" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/2738981351558737136" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-almost-5-ready-for-scale.html" rel="alternate" title="week (almost) 5. ready for the scale?" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-4265308931039130197</id><published>2010-11-25T07:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:58:58.541-06:00</updated><title type="text">week 4. no scale allowed!</title><content type="html">today is thanksgiving. we just left the baby at my mom's, and we are driving home through freezing rain. fun, right?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;because of the holiday, I don't have a WW meeting this week. that doesn't mean I'm dropping my guard, though! I've been very good about monitoring my points, saving the "extra" for a dinner out with my parents yesterday. even still, I didn't go overboard or anything. whew!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;WW mates had expressed the challenges with thanksgiving, and how to not feel pressured, but I'm finding my biggest challenge today has been the long-standing habits I created with road trips. we tend to eat fast food, candy, and plenty of other snacks, most likely out of boredom. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;this time, I drank water or diet dr. pepper (0 points), had a few PIECES of low-fat candy, and ate sensibly when we stopped (even insisting on cracker barrel instead of mcdonalds).&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;did I do 100%? no, but making life changes take baby steps.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;here's hoping next week still shows a loss! goodness knows I'm working for&lt;br/&gt;it!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/4265308931039130197/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/4265308931039130197" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/4265308931039130197" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/4265308931039130197" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-4-no-scale-allowed.html" rel="alternate" title="week 4. no scale allowed!" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6889827344932649281.post-9039797520246511971</id><published>2010-11-18T12:39:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T13:02:45.026-06:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lunch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="milestone"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weigh-in"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers"/><title type="text">week 3. first milestone celebration!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I celebrated my first WW milestone today—over five pounds lost!&lt;/span&gt; It's a big deal for me, because this is one of the first times I've absolutely focused on weight loss fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;exercising (or at least amping up my activity)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching my food intake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thinking about WHAT I'm eating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;conscious about WHEN I'm eating &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;evaluating whether I'm hungry, thirsty, or just bored &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With being sick, I think I'm doing pretty darn well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recognized in today's meeting for my milestone, and my leader asked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what it was like to lose the first five&lt;/span&gt;. I said—much to the chagrin of my WW mates, I'm sure—that it wasn't as hard as I thought it'd be... and I wasn't lying! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All it takes is a bit of focus and determination, willpower and strength ... with that, you can do anything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I am taking a road trip instead of eating Thanksgiving dinner. (No, I'm not intentionally missing T-day!) I think that being on a road that only featured McDonalds is going to be a challenge, but if I eat before we leave, and pack some decent snacks, I'll be able to stay on plan.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super-excited that I can actually make this happen. According to WW, my 5% goal is 11 pounds; 10% is 22. I have the 10% in my sights for Christmas ... 16 more to go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LEARNED A ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;LUNCH TIP: Add Progresso soups and popcorn to your lunch menu. The soup is only 2 points (for a whole can full of veggie goodness!) and a bag of fat-free popcorn is 1. I plan on entering that into my lunch rotation next week, which should help fill me up and slim me down.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/feeds/9039797520246511971/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6889827344932649281/9039797520246511971" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/9039797520246511971" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6889827344932649281/posts/default/9039797520246511971" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://lessismoretolove.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-3-first-milestone-celebration.html" rel="alternate" title="week 3. first milestone celebration!" type="text/html"/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13291192951137734705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="25" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihNsiB7-HVmx9V86pMBnrSg4j-SrU-Qb4n6GzeHzbtJV-OLN_ZoWDDl11y0wwNGU3Xv7EZjGWe0DfOzQKo9coJ1siXI4SvkqaaCHsjW3ZSzrZcx0YuiY4oez5T88lPVf8/s220/NJ.jpg" width="32"/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>