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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUFQnk5eyp7ImA9WxNWE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017</id><updated>2009-10-12T21:26:53.723-04:00</updated><title>Mom's Losing It | One woman's attempt to lose weight</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/momweightloss" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUBQnYyfSp7ImA9WxdbE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-2975686886288111275</id><published>2008-08-09T16:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:10:53.895-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-09T22:10:53.895-04:00</app:edited><title>is half a workout really a workout?</title><summary>My calves felt like jello this morning.Yet I had this need to go to the gym.And as soon as I hit the eliptical, I was regretting me decision.I lasted 20 minutes on the machine.And I went from jello to runny oatmeal.Sad, since the cardio theatre was showing that Martin Lawrence "Roscoe Jenkins" movie.After cardio, I did some bicep and tricep curls on the Bosu. Then I did shoulders and chest on the</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2975686886288111275/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=2975686886288111275" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/2975686886288111275?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/2975686886288111275?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-half-workout-really-workout.html" title="is half a workout really a workout?" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIHQ3g4fyp7ImA9WxdbEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-4308768858475472514</id><published>2008-08-08T21:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:48:52.637-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-08T21:48:52.637-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boot camp" /><title>a letter from (boot) camp</title><summary>Dear MWL friends,So I did it. I tried boot camp.I dove right in. 45 minutes of non-stop cardio, abs, and everything in between.We were doing jumping jacks off steps.I did lunges around the studio.And the pushups were killer.One woman dropped out after 20 minutes.But I perservered. And now I hurt.It's a good hurt.And I'll be going again next week.I'm really loving the new gym.Wish you were </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4308768858475472514/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=4308768858475472514" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4308768858475472514?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4308768858475472514?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/08/letter-from-boot-camp.html" title="a letter from (boot) camp" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYCQH0_cSp7ImA9WxdUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-4894812444570233388</id><published>2008-08-05T05:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T05:56:01.349-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-05T05:56:01.349-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cedar point" /><title>I didn’t have funnel cake</title><summary>I’m patting myself on the back if you don’t mind.I took the family to Cedar Point Monday and managed to get out alive with some self-respect.I ate a sensible lunch. Stayed away from soda. And there were no sweets for me.But I am happy to report for any readers who will be visiting the Point anytime soon, there is a Starbucks.While I didn’t get a workout in at the gym, we did do tons of walking at</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4894812444570233388/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=4894812444570233388" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4894812444570233388?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4894812444570233388?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-didnt-have-funnel-cake.html" title="I didn’t have funnel cake" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIEQHk-eip7ImA9WxdUGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-8528560086838703877</id><published>2008-08-04T05:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T05:35:01.752-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-04T05:35:01.752-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gym" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="workout" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emh center for health and fitness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="urban fitness" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="choosing a gym" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exercise" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal trainer" /><title>gym envy</title><summary>It's no secret I was getting bored with my routine.I had no motivation to eat healthy. And exercise was nonexistent.I love C, my personal trainer. But her schedule and my schedule could never co-exist. So I saw her twice a month.I was going to EMH, a health center associated with a local hospital.It was nice. It offered many amenities aside from the obvious gym type stuff, such as a spa. But it </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/8528560086838703877/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=8528560086838703877" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/8528560086838703877?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/8528560086838703877?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/08/gym-envy.html" title="gym envy" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQESHczeip7ImA9WxdUGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-7782378891860837600</id><published>2008-08-03T22:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:35:09.982-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-03T22:35:09.982-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="daily workout" /><title>two days in a row</title><summary>I have hit the gym two days in a row.That's HUGE.I've been such a slacker that I'm actually surprised by my motivation.The last two days I've pretty much done the same workout.30 minutes cardio on the eliptical.30 minutes weights. Saturday I did arms. Sunday I hit legs.Then 10 minutes of ab work.I'm sore. But the burn feels so good.I'm not worried about the repetition. I'm going to try some group</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7782378891860837600/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=7782378891860837600" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/7782378891860837600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/7782378891860837600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-days-in-row.html" title="two days in a row" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0INQX07fip7ImA9WxdUFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-7623544149763951428</id><published>2008-08-02T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T12:46:30.306-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-02T12:46:30.306-04:00</app:edited><title>new month, new leaf</title><summary>I hit rock bottom ten days ago.I ate what I wanted.I didn't break a sweat.And my belly became so large that I hardly recognized it.So when the calendar read the first of the month, I knew it meant a new beginning.I was in a rut. I had gym envy. And I was getting bored exercising by myself.So T took me to a new gym. I fell in love. And surprisingly, so did he. The man I married that has never once</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7623544149763951428/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=7623544149763951428" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/7623544149763951428?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/7623544149763951428?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-month-new-leaf.html" title="new month, new leaf" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8CQH05fip7ImA9WxdVFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-3589742693463864201</id><published>2008-07-21T05:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T05:51:01.326-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-21T05:51:01.326-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new york times" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby steps" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motivation" /><title>a funny thing happened on my way to goal</title><summary>I've lost my motivation and can't seem to find it.And while I'm a long way from goal, I got a kick in the pants last week.The doctor that performed my surgery earlier this year called me. She needed a patient willing to talk to the New York Times about my condition. And all I kept thinking was, "oh my gawd. What if she needed to print a picture too?"Crazy I know.I work in media and know that a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/3589742693463864201/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=3589742693463864201" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/3589742693463864201?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/3589742693463864201?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-thing-happened-on-my-way-to-goal.html" title="a funny thing happened on my way to goal" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBSXs7eSp7ImA9WxdVFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-5084696473245649936</id><published>2008-07-19T16:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:17:38.501-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-19T16:17:38.501-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diet excuses" /><title>I'm at a loss for words</title><summary>Please excuse my absence from this blog.I promise to be back Monday.I had a really rough week at work. And I fell off the wagon I promised I was hopping on.So I've been circling the hometown. Making very little progress.But I'll be back. I promise.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5084696473245649936/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=5084696473245649936" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5084696473245649936?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5084696473245649936?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-at-loss-for-words.html" title="I'm at a loss for words" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AEQH86fCp7ImA9WxdVEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-3212357742304468281</id><published>2008-07-15T05:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T05:55:01.114-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-15T05:55:01.114-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walt disney world half marathon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="daily workout" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="running" /><title>I ran...and still came home</title><summary>It's no secret that I love the neighborhood our temporary housing is in. It's like the walking community has welcomed me into its ranks.This weekend I hit the .beach. And no swimsuit was needed.I walked the mile and half to the beach. Took in the views. Then walked my butt home.Actually, I ran part of the way too. And I made it home alive. I wasn't huffing and puffing after the run either. I felt</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/3212357742304468281/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=3212357742304468281" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/3212357742304468281?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/3212357742304468281?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-ranand-still-came-home.html" title="I ran...and still came home" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYMQXk8eCp7ImA9WxdVEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-5491962651914817493</id><published>2008-07-14T05:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T05:03:00.770-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-14T05:03:00.770-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first 5k" /><title>wow, I look fat</title><summary>My friend text messaged me to look at page 20 of our local newspaper. She added that "life is not kind."And I automatically knew what that meant.Of course there would be a picture of me during my first 5K.How embarrassing.I barely made it through the race. And now I have proof of how unsightly I look.It's not even negative talk. It's just outright yucky to look at how short and fat I am. Don't </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5491962651914817493/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=5491962651914817493" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5491962651914817493?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5491962651914817493?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-i-look-fat.html" title="wow, I look fat" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0zNwjz20G2A/SHq-OLqSkUI/AAAAAAAAACI/Rb70WbtHt_0/s72-c/2008_May_RaceForTheYoung.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UHSXg6eSp7ImA9WxdWGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-1650798730325560712</id><published>2008-07-12T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:07:18.611-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-12T21:07:18.611-04:00</app:edited><title>food overdose</title><summary>Today is the ultimate definition of gluttony.It's T's annual company outing at the ballpark.We sit in the club level at Progressive Field. Which means all the hot dogs, Cracker Jacks, and anything else you can think of you can eat.I'm enjoying the onion rings and ice cream. Hey, I did have the salad too.I know I'll wake up tomorrow feeling guilty for what I've eaten.But for tonight, my belly's </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1650798730325560712/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=1650798730325560712" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/1650798730325560712?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/1650798730325560712?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/food-overdose.html" title="food overdose" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0INQHYzeSp7ImA9WxdWF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-5059302229807745158</id><published>2008-07-10T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:26:31.881-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-10T21:26:31.881-04:00</app:edited><title>ahhh massage</title><summary>In order to jump start my motivation, rather than waiting until I hit a goal, I treated myself to a soothing massage.My gym has a fantastic spa. And A, my masseuse, was a God send.I walked out of there wanting to workout. Workout!And it made me go to Weight Watchers.And the massage must have gotten to my head because when I had only posted a half pound loss, the old MWL would have been on the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5059302229807745158/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=5059302229807745158" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5059302229807745158?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5059302229807745158?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhh-massage.html" title="ahhh massage" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8CSHc-cSp7ImA9WxdWFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-558439943176318442</id><published>2008-07-09T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:31:09.959-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-09T00:31:09.959-04:00</app:edited><title>what I shouldn't of eaten in the last 24 hours</title><summary>I can't say I feel guilty about it.But it's not a pretty list.cookie dough ice cream...twiceKlondike bar sushi and fried ricedouble cheeseburger and a large fryspaghetti. lots of spaghettiNow after a day of gluttony, it's back on the wagon for me.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/558439943176318442/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=558439943176318442" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/558439943176318442?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/558439943176318442?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-i-shouldnt-of-eaten-in-last-24.html" title="what I shouldn't of eaten in the last 24 hours" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YBRX4yfyp7ImA9WxdWFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-9074607631243320539</id><published>2008-07-08T05:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T05:59:14.097-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-08T05:59:14.097-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="excuses" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="a pound's worth" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss" /><title>what's a pound worth?</title><summary>I recorded another pound lost at Weight Watchers last week.Yet I was bummed.Just a pound? It was my second week of WW. Shouldn't I have lost even two pounds?What's a pound worth?Four bucks could get me a pound of pork chops. Another eight bucks on top of that could get me a nice pound of salmon. $2 gets me a pound of good ol' Ohio grown apples.But a pound of mommy fat? I should be happy. It's a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/9074607631243320539/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=9074607631243320539" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/9074607631243320539?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/9074607631243320539?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-pound-worth.html" title="what's a pound worth?" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04GQXo_eCp7ImA9WxdWFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-5180775490478077629</id><published>2008-07-07T05:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T05:12:00.440-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-07T05:12:00.440-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dog walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="daily workout" /><title>does walking count as a workout?</title><summary>We've unpacked.And now that the family is settled, it's given me time to explore.I've learned that the suburb we moved to temporarily is a fantastic walking community.We're close to several stores. The ice cream shop (I know, not a good place to hit a lot). The park. The beach. A great local art gallery.It's been exhilirating. I've never had the opportunity to walk from place to place before.And </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/5180775490478077629/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=5180775490478077629" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5180775490478077629?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/5180775490478077629?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/does-walking-count-as-workout.html" title="does walking count as a workout?" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ADQ3Y-eip7ImA9WxdWEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-1207946213031713418</id><published>2008-07-05T14:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:16:12.852-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-05T14:16:12.852-04:00</app:edited><title>will blog for food</title><summary>Please excuse my absence.MWL has been without Internet service for three days now.My family has completed the first of two moves this summer.And to save some dough, I told T we could forego cable. Sure, I'll miss Bravo. But it'll force me to enjoy the outdoors more.And I'd always have blogging. Or so I thought.Our aircard is acting up. And I refuse to set up Internet service for a home we'll be </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1207946213031713418/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=1207946213031713418" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/1207946213031713418?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/1207946213031713418?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/07/will-blog-for-food.html" title="will blog for food" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUCQHwzeyp7ImA9WxdXGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-4149916329321245203</id><published>2008-06-30T05:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T05:31:01.283-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-30T05:31:01.283-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first 5k" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="running" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="5K" /><title>my first 5K</title><summary>So I've kept it secret. And now I know why.I walked crawled at a snail's pace attempted to run my first 5K Saturday morning.I really do love running. I was up to 2 miles on my normal route. A nice flat surface, shaded by lots of trees. At a nice leisurely 12 minute mile pace. And I love being by myself.So imagine my surprise when I started huffing and puffing at three-quarters of a mile.I had </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4149916329321245203/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=4149916329321245203" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4149916329321245203?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4149916329321245203?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-5k.html" title="my first 5K" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIDSX05eyp7ImA9WxdXFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-4036338036288353735</id><published>2008-06-26T09:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:39:38.323-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-26T09:39:38.323-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="go workout mom" /><title>always late to the party</title><summary>...but I'm just as fun!I'm the weekly winner of Goal Call Monday over at Go Workout Mom.How cool is that?Sure I'm oblivious and didn't realize I had won until today. But still, it's pretty fun news!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4036338036288353735/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=4036338036288353735" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4036338036288353735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4036338036288353735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/always-late-to-party.html" title="always late to the party" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcERHozeCp7ImA9WxdXFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-6549328171935281445</id><published>2008-06-26T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:30:05.480-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-26T09:30:05.480-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss" /><title>high five me</title><summary>Oh. My. Gawd.I lost five pounds this week!Yes it was the first week of Weight Watchers.And sure it could all be water weight.But I haven't seen the scale move in such a long time that I'm ecstatic.And a small update: I did try out a different meeting last night. The WW leader was...interesting. I'm not sure if I'm just being difficult. Or if I hold leaders to an unfair standard. But I'm still </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6549328171935281445/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=6549328171935281445" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/6549328171935281445?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/6549328171935281445?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-five-me.html" title="high five me" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4HRH49fCp7ImA9WxdXFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-6367862840651109512</id><published>2008-06-25T06:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:35:35.064-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-25T09:35:35.064-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="primanti brothers" /><title>artery clogging fun?</title><summary>How do you people do it?It's been one heck of a week already.I missed my weekly weigh in. (I'm trying to get to a Weight Watchers meeting tonight.)My boss's father died. So I trekked two and a half hours to Pittsburgh. I had a long day at work. My heart was heavy with sadness for my boss. And now I was hungry. So my co-workers and I stopped at Primanti Bros. That place is a heart attack waiting </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/6367862840651109512/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=6367862840651109512" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/6367862840651109512?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/6367862840651109512?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/artery-clogging-fun.html" title="artery clogging fun?" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcARXc5fSp7ImA9WxdXEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-1681958237910982263</id><published>2008-06-23T06:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T06:14:04.925-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-23T06:14:04.925-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diet excuses" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="willpower" /><title>where oh where is my willpower?</title><summary>Tonight's my first weigh-in.(But I won't get to find out until maybe tomorrow. I have a wake to attend and I won't get to my meeting.)And while I've stayed true to my Flex plan, I'm afraid I haven't lost any weight. Guess I'm just paranoid.But I saw how much I ate over the weekend. And I wonder, why?I had some potato chips Saturday night. I was up late catching up on paperwork. The clock hit </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/1681958237910982263/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=1681958237910982263" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/1681958237910982263?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/1681958237910982263?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-oh-where-is-my-willpower.html" title="where oh where is my willpower?" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUEQX0_cCp7ImA9WxdQGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-495670036959346916</id><published>2008-06-20T05:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:30:00.348-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-20T05:30:00.348-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exercise" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><title>convincing the hubby I'm right</title><summary>When the temperatures finally started to rise and the gloom of winter had disappeared, I began to take A on nightly walks with me.Nothing too strenuous. Just going around the block, taking in the sights of the neighborhood.I would always ask T to join us. But my hubby always declined the invitation.T has never been athletic. And he has a heart condition. So he always has a ready excuse for </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/495670036959346916/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=495670036959346916" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/495670036959346916?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/495670036959346916?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/convincing-hubby-im-right.html" title="convincing the hubby I'm right" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYAQHs8cCp7ImA9WxdQGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-4802187357324445550</id><published>2008-06-19T06:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:09:01.578-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-19T06:09:01.578-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="diet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hungry" /><title>I'm still hungry</title><summary>It's day four of my Weight Watchers journey. And I've stayed within my points.But I'm still hungry. I'm actually famished. My stomach growls.No amount of water tames it. No fruit silences the hunger. I don't know what to do.If you're not familiar with the Weight Watchers "flex" plan, it allows for me to eat up to an extra 35 points a week. But I don't want to touch those points just yet. I guess </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/4802187357324445550/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=4802187357324445550" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4802187357324445550?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/4802187357324445550?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-still-hungry.html" title="I'm still hungry" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4AR3w8cCp7ImA9WxdQF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-2764365931059481898</id><published>2008-06-18T06:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T06:29:06.278-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-18T06:29:06.278-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="leaders" /><title>leading me to victory?</title><summary>I think I'm too judgemental.I don't know if I like my Weight Watchers leader.S is a nice enough person. And her weight loss story sounds like the beginning of my own. She was fed up with being overweight so she went to WW and shed the pounds. But then she had a child and it all appeared back on her hips.But during my first meeting, S yelled. A lot.It was her way of motivating dieters. But it was </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/2764365931059481898/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=2764365931059481898" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/2764365931059481898?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/2764365931059481898?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/leading-me-to-victory.html" title="leading me to victory?" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8GQXg8eSp7ImA9WxdQFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841637445132544017.post-7140591176423278578</id><published>2008-06-17T06:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T06:17:00.671-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-17T06:17:00.671-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prophesaur" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="motherhood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight watchers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss buddy" /><title>Hi, I'm M. And I just joined Weight Watchers</title><summary>I did it.I stood on a scale and publicly humiliated myself at a Weight Watchers meeting.Allow me to embarass myself once more.176.6 pounds.20 pounds more than in September.46 pounds more than what I'd like to weigh.It hurts to look at.What hurts even more is trying to decipher the WW point system all over again.When I successfully lost weight on their program, I was sans child and had a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/feeds/7140591176423278578/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5841637445132544017&amp;postID=7140591176423278578" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/7140591176423278578?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5841637445132544017/posts/default/7140591176423278578?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://momweightloss.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-im-m-and-i-just-joined-weight.html" title="Hi, I'm M. And I just joined Weight Watchers" /><author><name>MomWeightLoss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14301400948168816533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="02250091678021055264" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry></feed>
