<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:07:41.907-08:00</updated><category term='fat thoughts'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='woohoo'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='NSV'/><category term='commitment'/><category term='cleanse'/><category term='sabotaging'/><category term='trips'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='ProgressPictures'/><category term='my adorable kids'/><category term='awesome friends'/><category term='weigh-in'/><category term='deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>WEIGH LES</title><subtitle type='html'>my search for myself - one fat cell at a time!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4709876631316905642</id><published>2009-11-02T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:37:42.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>285!</title><content type='html'>.....and I'll take it!!! Slowly slowly slowly..... I've stopped thinking of losing weight in terms of time... meaning I no longer am saying *I'll lose 20 pounds by Christmas* etc etc ... I'm just going to lose it.... however long it takes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upswing of things, my husband got a different job within his old company, and started the new position today .... the downside is that I'm going to have to give up the luxurious lifestyle I've been enjoying in the last 4 weeks that he hasn't been working.... I've been going to the gym every morning, whenever I want, staying as long as I want, and returning whenever I want - and I'll tell ya - it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad it's ending.... tomorrow I'm going to have to bring my youngest with me and put him in the daycare at the gym, and I'm not sure how much time he'll allow for cardio :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I do have to make it work... and I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4709876631316905642?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4709876631316905642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4709876631316905642&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4709876631316905642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4709876631316905642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2009/11/285.html' title='285!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-806374362979046879</id><published>2009-10-25T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:17:17.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always cold</title><content type='html'>Whenever I'm in the process of losing weight, I get so cold at night... Usually I'm always warm, warm hands, warm everything, but when I'm losing weight I just freeze. Tonight while watching TV I had a big sweater on, slippers and a big heavy blanket and I was still shivering!! So weird. My husband of course notices this, and the other night noticed that I WASN'T cold or shivering and jokingly asked whether I had *cheated* that day..... and I HAD! Crazy - but I had eaten a chocolate bar that afternoon and that night I wasnt cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why this happens? Is it a physiological occurance in my body where I dont have enough fuel to keep warm? Whatever it is, I find it very interesting! And the scale seems to reflect it the next day.....perhaps all that shivering shaves off a few pounds :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-806374362979046879?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/806374362979046879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=806374362979046879&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/806374362979046879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/806374362979046879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2009/10/always-cold.html' title='Always cold'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6764412851048854087</id><published>2009-10-24T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:11:25.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going out to dinner when you're *being good*</title><content type='html'>It sucks!!! We went to Montana's tonight with the kids - just to get out of the house and do something - as we haven't really gone out since hubby was laid off, and I just found it all just completely unfair! We went to a rib house and the kids had their usual unhealthy fair (they eat very healthy 98% of the time, so I let them go a little crazy on the fries etc when we got out) and my husband had wings... WINGS!! And let me tell ya - I wanted one those little buggers. Thankfully he ordered them waaaay too hot for my liking, so I didnt even have one.... no, I just sat there eating my dry burger on a whole wheat bun and side salad. B.O.R.I.N.G. The REASON I like going out is to eat stuff I never eat at home, so it just wasn't fun. My kids were fun, my husband was fun, but the food.... not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I weighed in at 286.5 this morning after spending 2 1/2 hours at the gym, so I'm happy. Cant move my legs, but I'm happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6764412851048854087?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6764412851048854087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6764412851048854087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6764412851048854087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6764412851048854087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-out-to-dinner-when-youre-being.html' title='Going out to dinner when you&apos;re *being good*'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-5260796901952290704</id><published>2009-10-22T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:53:23.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the blue.......</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am. Back. After more than a year's absence. Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what has happened in the past... ohhh i dont know, 13 months or so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved across the country (to where there is lots of snow... brrrrr!), started walking everyday, lost weight, got plantar fasciitis, stopped walking, gained weight, had a fun summer, hosted my inlaws for 4 weeks, got kids started in school, started volunteering, husband got laid off (ummm why did you move us all the way out here then?!), started going to the gym everyday, started losing weight, realized I need more than just good nutrition and exercise to keep this up, posted to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it!  At this current time I have lost an amazing 6 pounds since I last posted..... woohoo!!!! please please hold the applause!!!! so pathetic. There I said it - it IS pathetic - however I refuse to give in to my negative self talk, so I'm owning what I did or did not do this past year, and moving on.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-5260796901952290704?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/5260796901952290704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=5260796901952290704&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5260796901952290704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5260796901952290704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of the blue.......'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6150163981277606719</id><published>2008-09-18T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:51:01.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIGH-IN #3</title><content type='html'>I'm the same - 296... would like to blame it on the *molasses* excuse (see post below), but it's simply the result of some mindless and unhealthy eating this past week. I really do have to work on a) being more planned in my eating and b) working through my self-sabotaging. If ONLY I was as good at eating well as I am at sabotaging - I'm sure I could win the saboteur olympics if there was such a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that this week every time I want to eat junk, I will first take a full length picture of myself and see if I still feel I *deserve* that cookie or whatever. And if this doesn't work, then I will get naked for said picture. Hard to deny reality with the bumps and lumps staring at me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6150163981277606719?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6150163981277606719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6150163981277606719&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6150163981277606719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6150163981277606719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/09/weigh-in-3.html' title='WEIGH-IN #3'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7878312449251126704</id><published>2008-09-11T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:36:44.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIGH-IN #2</title><content type='html'>So I've stayed at 296. My digital scale registers my weight sometimes, but not all the time, so I'm going to hold off on switching to that one as my official weigh-in scale til next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 pounds in 4 weeks feels great, but I also know that my weight loss will slow down like molasses from now on, and I need to make sure that this fact doesn't ruin my mental and emotional outlook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7878312449251126704?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7878312449251126704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7878312449251126704&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7878312449251126704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7878312449251126704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/09/weigh-in-2.html' title='WEIGH-IN #2'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1053565274583187899</id><published>2008-09-09T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:44:47.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh happy happy day...</title><content type='html'>So today I weighed in at 296...AND, I actually registered on my digital scale (the one that only goes to 300) at 299! So, I'm hoping to be able to use that one from now on. I'll have to eat (pardon the pun) the 3 pound difference, but whatever - it feels good to be on my way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1053565274583187899?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1053565274583187899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1053565274583187899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1053565274583187899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1053565274583187899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-happy-happy-day.html' title='oh happy happy day...'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4660483120048015531</id><published>2008-09-07T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:57:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st OFFICIAL WEIGH-IN</title><content type='html'>and I lost another pound :) Not quite as incredible as my first 3 weeks, but I had one of those *gotta eat all my favorite junk because I'm starting in earnest on Thursday* kinda weeks. And then I forgot to weigh myself on Thursday. hmmmmm *forgot* - how convenient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to navigate the gong show that is my house. My parents have left and my husband goes back to work tomorrow, so I'll be officially on my own with 3 people under the age of 4! ACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4660483120048015531?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4660483120048015531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4660483120048015531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4660483120048015531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4660483120048015531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/09/1st-official-weigh-in.html' title='1st OFFICIAL WEIGH-IN'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3111097233261599935</id><published>2008-08-29T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:23:09.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had to post this picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SLhapK6fcHI/AAAAAAAAAME/4WKGqwgnnjk/s1600-h/img_dawg_1159146459.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240037829796393074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SLhapK6fcHI/AAAAAAAAAME/4WKGqwgnnjk/s320/img_dawg_1159146459.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I glanced at it on &lt;a href="http://hidethosecookies.blogspot.com/"&gt;hide those cookies&lt;/a&gt;' blog and it took me a few seconds to register what he's doing with that cookie dough. Have to laugh but I also find it sad..... the fat girl's version of crack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3111097233261599935?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3111097233261599935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3111097233261599935&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3111097233261599935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3111097233261599935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-had-to-post-this-picture.html' title='I had to post this picture'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SLhapK6fcHI/AAAAAAAAAME/4WKGqwgnnjk/s72-c/img_dawg_1159146459.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-74302087196043201</id><published>2008-08-28T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:34:32.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks post-partum.....</title><content type='html'>and I'm down 27 pounds so far. WOOHOO!! Thank you breastfeeding and not being able to drive and so have no way to get out and buy crap food on my own!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as per my old analog scale. I still dont register on my digital scale as it only goes up to 300 pounds, and if I remember correctly, when I first bought it, there was a 7 pound difference between it and my old analog scale. I'm hoping I will be able to use the digital as of next Thursday. In which case I wont really show a loss, but oh well. I think it's probably more accurate than my old ancient one and I like to see those decimals. Nothing like seeing you've lost 2.1 pounds..... soooooo much better than just 2 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-74302087196043201?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/74302087196043201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=74302087196043201&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/74302087196043201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/74302087196043201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-weeks-post-partum.html' title='2 weeks post-partum.....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1760479190209507858</id><published>2008-08-22T23:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:23:34.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week post-partum....</title><content type='html'>...and I've lost 16 pounds.... that's almost 9 pounds of baby and about 5 pounds of *stuff* :) ... which leaves about 2 pounds of fat lost. woohoo ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not TRYING to lose weight... have been eating really well as my support team (hubby and parents) have been feeding me yummy (but not always the healthiest) meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in quite a lot of pain as my incision hasn't healed well.... cant walk well and so I'm feeling a tad sorry for myself and chocolate makes me feel better :)  Fortunately, since I'm unable to get out on my own, I dont have access to a lot of it, so it's been minimal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see what happens at my 2 week mark on Thursday, and then it's only a week til I get *serious*!!  I had hoped to be closer to 300 by Sept 4th, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've been doing well is no pop and no fast food, both of which I craved in my last month of pregnancy and are major trigger foods. This week I'm trying to cut back on the sugar and the chocolate and make sure I'm eating lots of fruits and veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1760479190209507858?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1760479190209507858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1760479190209507858&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1760479190209507858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1760479190209507858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/08/1-week-post-partum.html' title='1 week post-partum....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3581859226943427259</id><published>2008-08-17T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:29:57.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I had a baby......!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SKkFMdj9eLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NP0dGu0fUBM/s1600-h/August+14+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235721753446938802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SKkFMdj9eLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NP0dGu0fUBM/s320/August+14+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well hello there to the maybe 2 people who still visit this blog :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little update...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my baby! A very sweet baby boy whom we named Evan David. Came into this world on Thursday, August 14th at 9:04am via a planned c-section. He weighed 8 pounds 11 ounces, which is a big baby by most standards, but a pip-squeak by ours! My daughter was 10 pounds and my first son was 9 pounds, 14 ounces. However my daughter was born a whole month before Evan (she was overdue), so I'm sure he woulda pudged up if given the chance :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gained a LOT of weight with this pregnancy. Exactly what I was afraid of, but what's done is done. At my last weigh-in a week before I gave birth, I weighed in at 326 pounds - 5 pounds more than I was on the day my first son was born. I dont know what I weighed on the actual day, but I will be weighing myself this Thursday at the one week post-partum to see where I'm at. With my first baby, I lost 25 pounds that first week, so that would be nice, but I'm not holding my breath... the weight didn't come off as fast with my 2nd! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SKkE6NXE4_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Ckzz1sRz1Bo/s1600-h/August+14+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235721439860286450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" height="300" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SKkE6NXE4_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Ckzz1sRz1Bo/s320/August+14+185.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I THINK that at the time I found out I was pregnant, I weighed about 283 pounds. My plan was to gain hardly anything - to try not to go over 290, but that plan was shot to hell in the first 2 months! My embarrassment at my lack of control over my food intake and the amount I was gaining led me to not feel worthy of posting here. I had nothing to say except how disappointed I was feeling, so I avoided writing on this little blog of mine like the plague. However I made myself HAVE to come here everyday in order to link to the blogs of all the people who inspire me (this probably means you), so that I couldn't totally avoid being accountable, and I knew I'd return after I gave birth with a 'second wind'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My plan is to start back at the weight loss *thing* on Thursday, September 4th. That gives me time to recover from my surgery, let my hormones get back to normal, get into the swing of things looking after 3 kids, and gaining back some control over my emotions, anxieties and stress levels (I find it usually takes about 6 weeks to get through the fog that a new baby creates in your life). I am breastfeeding which helps with weight loss, but not if you eat crap, and so I will need much more than that to lose the weight I want to lose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other update is that we are moving across the country to Ottawa. My husband has accepted a job there and we are really excited to move. We already have an offer in on a house there, but it's contingent on selling our house here by the 25th. The market here in Vancouver is ridiculously slow and frustrating, and after 3 weeks our house remains unsold. 3 weeks isn't that long, but it IS when you only have a month to sell your house! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I have a lot on my plate. Trying to sell house (which means keeping house clean at ALL times in case someone wants to see it - try THAT with 2 kids.... and hey, now try that with 2 kids and a newborn and see how relaxed you feel!), buying a house, planning the packing and move, oh yeah and having a baby... it all adds up to a whole lotta stuff to deal with. I'm just trying to go with the flow and deal with things one day at a time and will be gearing up to getting back into the swing of things weightloss-wise in about 2 and half weeks, making little changes from now until then so that I dont sabotage myself with my usual mantra of *I'm going to change EVERYTHING about how I eat as of the 4th*! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who left little notes of support and to just say 'hi' over the last 8 months. I'm really sorry I've been MIA on YOUR blogs. I hope you're all doing well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3581859226943427259?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3581859226943427259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3581859226943427259&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3581859226943427259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3581859226943427259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-i-had-baby.html' title='So I had a baby......!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/SKkFMdj9eLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NP0dGu0fUBM/s72-c/August+14+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2127304571114016857</id><published>2008-03-01T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:05:27.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from my 2 month sabatical from blogland!</title><content type='html'>Hello people..... people?? Are any of you still out there?! Wouldn't blame ya if you weren't - I've been MIA for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why I took that time off... I think the pregnancy thing threw me for a loop and trying to switch to just being healthy and not trying to lose weight was disconcerting for me. I think I am very disappointed not to be thinner with this 3rd pregnancy... and I'm extremely concerned about gaining as much weight as I did with my first 2. You'd think these two things alone would help me keep on a healthy path, but oh no.... I jumped in and went for the complete opposite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to lay it all out on the line and be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gained weight. I am now 292 pounds. Scares the living crap out of me... as the 300 mark is looming right there. I'm not even sure if my scale goes over 300 pounds!! I picture me one day standing on it and it falling apart or sounding an alarm or something.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be perfectly clear... I am under no illusion that my weight gain is justified because I'm pregnant. At the moment the baby weighs about 1 1/2 ounces, so any fantasies about gaining baby weight are just that. Truth is my eating has been out of control. TOTALLY out of control. I can attribute a few stressful triggers for this, but I take responsibility for everytime I shoveled the food in, and I know I'm the only one who chose to eat when and how I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just to make myself feel better, I'll list my stressors, as it will also catch you up on what's been going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby's been away for almost 5 weeks of the last 8. And unfortunately bingeing has been the name of the game. BLAH. I just couldn't seem to get it together and climb out of the rut. I think I have now, but we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are waiting to hear about 2 job opportunities that would see us moving. One across the world and one across the country. We'd prefer to stay in Canada, but that opportunity's not in the bag whereas the Israel one is... but it's taking them a long time to get the paperwork together and come up with the offer (5 months so far!!), and in the meantime the other opportunity has come up. To say the least, for a control freak like me, it's been a very stressfull year so far and I really really really just want to know what we're going to be doing. There's a million things to do if and when we do move, and the listmaker in me is chomping at the bit, but I refuse to start expending energy on planning when we don't know what's going to happen. I think I'm more anxious about the whole thing than I'm willing to admit - ESPECIALLY about moving to Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 12th week, I came down with a pregnancy-related rash called PUPPP. It's probably the worst skin condition I've ever experienced and I could have HAPPILY itched myself to death. I think I would choose chronic pain over being so itchy 24-7.... it's a rare condition that occurs in about 1% of pregnancies and usually only occurs in the 3rd trimester, covers the WHOLE body - except the face - and it's SO bad that women often asked to be induced early just to get rid of it. Oh yeah, the only cure is to give birth and LUCKY LUCKY me gets it with 25 weeks to go!! Anyway, with my doctor only offering me me drugs to help control the itching - which included antihistamine everyday and doubling up on it at night so that I could sleep AND steroid cream (this for a woman who refused to take even ONE pill during either of her first 2 pregnancies), I was less than impressed and just a little distraught. To the point that my husband worriedly asked if I was considering terminating the pregnancy!!! Hadn't even entered my mind, but that gives you an idea of what agony I was in :( Anyway, I am happy to say that I found the solution (at least it worked for me) by reading anything and everything I could find on the subject online. And I kept reading about Dandelion root and how it had helped some women with PUPPP actually cure it and that it is safe to take while pregnant. I started taking it and it instantly helped. And I am glad to say that the rash has almost disappeared as has the itching. YAY!!! Can't tell you how stressed out I was about it and how distressing it was... thinking of being THAT uncomfortable for so long, and being VERY pregnant in the summer and not being able to wear short sleeves or shorts... especially if we're in Israel!! Trust me it was HIDEOUS. On an interesting side note, 70% of women who get it have boys... and one hypothesis is that because male fetal DNA has been found in biopsies of the rash, that my body is having an allergic reaction to that male DNA.... hmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those are the 3 stressors that have CONTRIBUTED to my bad eating habits.... but I have done my best the last few days to curtail them and to get myself under control again. I have high hopes to stay under 300.... SUCH a scary number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it in a nutshell.... along with all the craziness that comes with having 2 young kids and oh yeah, I keep forgetting I'm pregnant!! I think I've been feeling more tired lately, but I'm not sure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my supporters out there - I've really appreciated your little nudges and I hope to be a bit more consistent going forward :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2127304571114016857?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2127304571114016857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2127304571114016857&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2127304571114016857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2127304571114016857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-from-my-2-month-sabatical-from.html' title='Back from my 2 month sabatical from blogland!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3552584646649257912</id><published>2008-01-30T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T16:06:03.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL BORED</title><content type='html'>nuf said :) sorry guys... I plan to get back on track with everything soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3552584646649257912?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3552584646649257912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3552584646649257912&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3552584646649257912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3552584646649257912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-bored.html' title='STILL BORED'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-469996508832883867</id><published>2008-01-02T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T09:42:02.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored with myself</title><content type='html'>Let me explain... I'm just so darn bored of hearing myself talk about (in my head of course) what I want to do, what I'm going to do, writing the same old lists over and over, telling my husband what my *plan* is so that he wont bug me....and then never following through fully... sure, I've achieved some results, but most of it was half-assed and I'd still hang on to old habits, but hide them, so that they don't *count*. What a crock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just completed a 2-week crap-eating regime of olympic proportions. I was out of control a lot of it....totally aware, and telling myself it was OK because as of January 1st, 2008 at the magical hour of midnight, I was miraculously going to say goodbye to my bad eating habits and couch potato-ness and become the poster child of health and hotness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh. I knew I was bullshitting myself, but I ate anyway. And I gained 5 pounds. SOO not surprised, but SOO disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In true list maniac form, I made a list of things I want to accomplish this year, and then I tucked it away and made a new list of things I want to achieve for the month of January. One month seems more attainable than a whole year, and being pregnant - things get a little wonky with the weight loss thing anyway, so I'm sticking to just trying to incorporate some healthy habits into my daily living. And since I feel that if they are *out there* in blogland, I will feel more accountable to them, here are my goals for January 2008. Ahem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bed by 11:30: This is a huge one for me... I've spent the last 6 months going to be past 1am - and this has not been condusive to feeling energized and motivated to do any form of exercise the next day - especially when one is woken up at 6:30am by 2 kidlets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Daily exercise: I dont care what this is - it could be a walk to the park with the kids (and trust me the heart rate does NOT get into the fat-burning zone with a 3 year old in tow!!) or just leg lifts on the floor. I need to quiet the fat lazy girl and just do it. I truly believe the more energy you expend, the more energy you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; NO bingeing or sneaking food. Critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 2 litres of water minimum a day. I'm close to this anyway, but dont keep close track and it's even more important now that there's someone else sucking me dry of H2O :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Make realistic lists and follow through on them. Most evenings I make a list of things I want to accomplish the next day, and to my credit they'd be totally doable if I didn't have 2 kids, nap times to work around, 3 meals to make, cleaning and errands to run during a day. It's sadly comical how I still haven't learned my lesson on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eat a healthy diet. 'Nuf said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Personal care: Trying to fit a shower, putting on a little make up, doing my hair, filing my nails, brushing my teeth, wearing clothes I feel good in instead of sweats and an old t-shirt.....well, instead of getting only some of those in, I'd like to make ALL of them a priority. I've fallen into the trap a lot of moms fall into, but it's no excuse... I wanna be a HOT MOM not a frumpy mummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. I'm following the lead of some fellow bloggers and am putting stickers on my calendar to commemorate each day I follow my 7 cute little guidelines. I hope I can develop some good habits and then sustain them past the month of January...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy new fresh year everyone..... have loved reading all your new year posts and as usual don't know what I'd do without your awesome inspiration :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-469996508832883867?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/469996508832883867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=469996508832883867&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/469996508832883867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/469996508832883867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-bored-with-myself.html' title='I&apos;m bored with myself'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1006809576484185586</id><published>2007-12-23T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T21:56:59.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY CRAP</title><content type='html'>That's how I'm feeling. We still can't quite believe it's true. Even after a 4th pregnancy test which I took this morning and the line was no longer faint, I still haven't digested it. I'm starting to feel the excitement of picking a name, wondering what it he/she will look like, seeing him/her on an ultrasound for the first time, etc etc. On the other hand, I've already started worrying about its health, having amniocentesis again (which I had a REALLY hard time with emotionally with my 2nd) and of course the weight that I will probably gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained about 45 pounds with my first 2 pregnancies (each!) and I just CANT do that again. I got up to 320 with Matthew and my legs and hips just hated me at the end. Plus, carrying a 35 pound child up the stairs when you're over 300 pounds and pregnant just isn't fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm definitely disappointed that my weight loss goals have to be put on hold (temporarily mind you), but I'm also bound and determined that I will gain the least amount of weight I can by eating healthy and exercising. I definitely wont put this child in any danger by trying to lose weight while pregnant, but I'm hoping that by keeping myself in check and not eating for 2 or 3 or 4 as I sometimes did with my first 2 pregnancies; that I can end up not to far from where I am now in 9 months. I've read that a person of my size can safely gain about 15 pounds and have a perfectly healthy pregnancy, so that's what I'm going to aim for. I've also read that if you DO lose weight while pregnant, that the toxins stored in your fat cells can affect the baby, as can ketones in your blood from being in a constant state of low insulin (due to no carbs). I dont want either of these obviously, so the aim is healthy weight GAIN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, undoubtably many of you that read this will now find my posts boring... I mean this is supposed to be a weight loss blog, and although I'm not baby crazy like I was with my first, I doubt I'll have many inspiring weight loss posts......but it's ok - I forgive you all :) Hopefully I'll *see* you again next September when part 2 of my weight loss program starts up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, we've been told that it's now quite probable that we will be relocated to Israel for my husband's work..... something I've agreed to commit to for 2 years. ACCKK!! Scary. However one of the good things about the move would be that I'd have my inlaws nearby to help me deal with 3 kids, whereas here I have no help. We're expecting an offer to be made in early Jan, and if it's satisfactory, we'll be moving in April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blah blah blah - hope everyone has a fantastic Xmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HOLY CRAP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1006809576484185586?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1006809576484185586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1006809576484185586&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1006809576484185586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1006809576484185586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/12/holy-crap.html' title='HOLY CRAP'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7012055515929291187</id><published>2007-12-20T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:45:43.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little *BUMP* in the road.....</title><content type='html'>Well.....so I think I'm pregnant.... AAAAHHHHHHH .....and I'm feeling a bit numb... or maybe it's denial?!! My hubby and I have always said we'd like 3 kids, and given the fact that we were told we had less than a 1% chance of even having 1 kid, AND given the fact that we had sex exactly once... on Dec 6th (yes I remember..... it's been a slow month!), this baby would be a friggen miracle. I knew we had sex around the time I was ovulating (when we thought we were infertile, I got REALLY good at tracking my cycle - so much so that I can now FEEL when I ovulate!!), and we didn't use any protection, but I thought at the time, 'there's NO way'. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I should have gotten my TOM this week, and I've been experiencing a few weird signs, and so yesterday when I was spending too much money at Walmart, I picked up a pack of their generic pregnancy tests and tested this morning. It was a faint line, but it was a line. And so here we are. I'm expecting my husband home from Arizona in about 45 minutes, and I'm going to break the news.... he'll be THRILLED. And I know I WILL be. There's just a few things I have work through before I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIMING:&lt;/strong&gt; We had planned to start *trying* in Feb/March... this was because (selfishly) I REALLY wanted to go to my 20 year high school reunion in Nova Scotia in early August. Well that's not going to happen now - I'll be 8 1/2 months pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONEY:&lt;/strong&gt; This means I won't be working before this baby comes, which means no EI from the government and we'll be living on hubby's income only for a while. It's going to be TIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY WEIGHT:&lt;/strong&gt; My hope was that I would be quite a bit lighter when I got pregnant again. Although I love being pregnant and also love the *I'm supposed to have a big belly* feeling that goes along with it, I still hated being FAT and pregnant... not to mention the stress on my hips and legs - blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are minor concerns... I know how devastating it can be to NOT be able to conceive and so I feel so blessed that it happened so easily and I'm NOT complaining... I'm really not. I just need to work through some of these mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to test again tomorrow morning... maybe the test I used was broken or something :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7012055515929291187?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7012055515929291187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7012055515929291187&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7012055515929291187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7012055515929291187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-bump-in-road.html' title='A little *BUMP* in the road.....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3355684255174425401</id><published>2007-12-16T17:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:41:35.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th WEIGH-IN RESULT!</title><content type='html'>Woo hoo for me!! I lost 3.6 pounds this week to put me over 5 pounds loss - finally finally finally! I guess last week WAS a temporary and somewhat artificial gain cause by salt overload at my hubby's Xmas party or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever - I'm THRILLED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoyed myself immensely at the hotel on my own this weekend. Did a bit of shopping, but mostly just hung out in my jammies and read magazines, watched TV and movies, and made a dent in organizing my life and weight-loss goals for the new year. Dont really believe in new year's resolutions, but I do like the feeling of it being a fresh new year with tons of opportunities for success and achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also proud of myself because I didn't go on a crazy binge while on my own, and believe me I was fantasizing about it last week in a major way - especially on Friday!! Thinking of all the crap I was going to buy and eat in my secret little binge nest. I ended up getting some chinese food, had a SMALL bag of chips, 1 chocolate bar and 2 pieces of licorice. It was quite the treat!!! I'm sure this sounds like a lot to many of you, but for me this was nothing..... me without restraint would have gotten 2 BIG bags of chips.. a BAG of chocolate, a BAG of licorice and probably had MacDonalds on top of the chinese food - all in just 2 days! I actually brought fruit, water and some All Bran bars with me this time, and so at least got in some healthy stuff amongst the crapola :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3355684255174425401?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3355684255174425401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3355684255174425401&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3355684255174425401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3355684255174425401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/12/6th-weigh-in-result.html' title='6th WEIGH-IN RESULT!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6924269944422728479</id><published>2007-12-13T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T01:34:19.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes yes I'm still here :)</title><content type='html'>And yes yes I know I didnt post my weight last weekend. *SIGH* I did so well last week - went to my husband's Xmas party on Friday night and ate totally within my points - abstained from the desserts (which included dark, milk and white chocolate fondues - ACK!!), the fatty lamb shanks and the scallops dripping in butter. Last year I ate til I felt ill, but I really did well this year... didn't drink anything but water all night... and a lot of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I stepped on my scale before weigh in on Saturday morning and it said I had GAINED 2 pounds overnight, I was just a TAD shocked.. just a TAD (read: TOTALLY). I didn't have a good feeling about my official WW weigh in and it definitely didn't disappoint. *Officially* I gained 2.2 pounds. I THINK that this was water weight because the foods I did eat were pretty savory (ie: SALTY) and the scale was back down on Sunday, so maybe that's it. But it certainly put me in a lovely funk for the following 4 days. So I'd like to acknowledge that I'm cheating (probably only myself, but whatever!) by not showing my gain in my ticker or spreadsheet. I just can't bring myself to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been *good* all week (hate using that expression, but it gets my point across) so we'll see what happens this week. I also exercised quite a bit this week, so I'm hoping that will help. Even if it doesn't, it felt darn good to get back on my treadclimber and I'm hoping to make it a regular thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a little payback for him being away for almost the whole month of November, the best husband in the world is giving me a weekend at a hotel for 2 nights this weekend.. we're going to the *Breakfast with Santa* event that his company puts on every year and then he's dropping me off downtown. Can't wait!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just cause they're so cute (except for the bruise above Maya's lip!), here are a couple of pics of my babes (and me) at a restaurant last weekend :) I love how my black turtleneck makes me look like I'm just a floating head (with only a slight double chin)... woohoo! almost makes it acceptable :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/R2Gwq451LeI/AAAAAAAAALc/lnR8uluMkyk/s1600-h/Dec+6+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143586500309757410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/R2Gwq451LeI/AAAAAAAAALc/lnR8uluMkyk/s320/Dec+6+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/R2GwrI51LfI/AAAAAAAAALk/Er3VBnq7ubI/s1600-h/Dec+6+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143586504604724722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/R2GwrI51LfI/AAAAAAAAALk/Er3VBnq7ubI/s320/Dec+6+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/R2GwrI51LfI/AAAAAAAAALk/Er3VBnq7ubI/s1600-h/Dec+6+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/R2GwrI51LfI/AAAAAAAAALk/Er3VBnq7ubI/s1600-h/Dec+6+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6924269944422728479?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6924269944422728479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6924269944422728479&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6924269944422728479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6924269944422728479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/12/yes-yes-im-still-here.html' title='Yes yes I&apos;m still here :)'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/R2Gwq451LeI/AAAAAAAAALc/lnR8uluMkyk/s72-c/Dec+6+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7923302252750346307</id><published>2007-12-07T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:37:25.944-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woohoo'/><title type='text'>An easier way to stalk you big losers!!</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I go to my favorite bloggers' sites at least once a day to see if they've posted, and I WAS doing that by clicking on their links on MY blog below... this didn't take THAT long to do, but if no one had posted, it got a bit boring (and disappointing!) after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I just have to say, that thanks to &lt;a href="http://blog.scalejunkie.com/"&gt;Scale Junkie&lt;/a&gt;, I am now using the most amazing tool! It's called Google Reader and it acts like an inbox for all the blogs you read - showing you if anyone has posted anything new. All you have to do is *subscribe to* (add) someone's blog, and it will automatically show if they've posted since you last looked. AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure some (most?) of you are already using this or something similar, but it is a delightful surprise for me... it means I can cut down on the amount of time I spend on here (my husband will thank me!) AND I can actually read MORE blogs (cause I'm a junkie for weight loss inspiration!)... even if I dont link to them from my blog. Ok I guess my husband WON'T be thanking me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way it works is that in your inbox you'll see a list of all the blogs you've subscribed to - and they will be bolded if they have a new post. You can link to the person's actual blog just by clicking on their post title - which is what you'll have to do if you want to comment. The only housekeeping thing I had to do was open my inbox and *mark all posts as read* as it had the last 158 posts people had made and I guess assumed I hadn't read them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also see who has subscribed to your blog, and its *trends* features shows you how many posts you received, how many you've read, etc etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if anyone's interested, you can find Google reader here: &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/intl/en/googlereader/tour.html"&gt;http://www.google.com/intl/en/googlereader/tour.html&lt;/a&gt; - it literally took me 10 minutes to add everyone's blog and then I added a link to it on my blog so I can see in 2 seconds if anyone's posted since I last logged on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the crazy excitement - I just love technology, shortcuts and time savers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a weight loss note, I have my weigh in tomorrow, and once again my scale says I'm down... we'll see what those crazy fluctuating WW scales say tomorrow though! I have my husband's company Xmas party tonight.... and I'm planning not to drink at all or eat too much (hard - because they put on quite the spread).... but I'm fine with this because we have another Xmas party to go to tomorrow night and I plan to indulge then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday and thank you thank you Scale Junkie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Update: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OK - I think I just figured out how I sometimes get comments immediately after posting a new post! duh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7923302252750346307?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7923302252750346307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7923302252750346307&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7923302252750346307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7923302252750346307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-reading-shortcut.html' title='An easier way to stalk you big losers!!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-8013073708412459288</id><published>2007-12-05T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:24:27.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NSV'/><title type='text'>A little shopping inspiration</title><content type='html'>Last night I went out to dinner with a girlfriend of mine....and afterward we strolled along Robson St in Vancouver - a MECCA for clothing stores....everything from the Gap to Mexx, Guess, Tommy Hilfiger, LuluLemon, Zara, Bebe.... you get the idea.... and you might also appreciate that I never go in these stores because I cant wear their clothes... MY mecca consists of Old Navy (can get into an XXL if it's stretchy and can also wear some of their maternity clothes (GOD that's so sad!)), Penningtons, Additionelle, Cotton Ginny Plus and sometimes Walmart (but I hardly ever go there). I never go into other stores - I mean, why would I want to depress myself!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my friend, who is slim size 8-10, wanted to check out some of the sales at these stores and so I tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel uncomfortable even walking into these stores because I feel like everyone's looking at me and wondering why I'm in there, and then I feel funny even looking at the clothes, because hey, who am I kidding?! So in the first couple of stores I didn't even look, I just sorta loitered around the front area pretending to look at things while my friend browsed. And then a funny thing happened.... we spent quite a while in a store called Zara, which I'd never gone into, and she was trying on coats and I started to actually LOOK and feel the clothes, and I started to feel excited! They were so beautiful, so fashionable, so cute, so sexy, nothing like how I would describe my current wardrobe. For my clothes, I'd use descriptors like Functional, Frumpy and Shapeless. Gee how fun and inspiring - no wonder I find it hard to feel good about myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I actually had fun, but I also found myself thinking 'I would get this, oh and this, ohhhh and THIS'.... in fact I would have bought everything in there. And I couldn't believe that my friend wasn't buying everything - I mean SHE could FIT in all these clothes and she walked out with nothing. I had an overwhelming feeling that I would buy anything and everything I could fit into, and I guess it's because that's how it is right now - when I find something that I actually like, or that looks pretty or that fits well, I'm ecstatic, and I buy it because it's so RARE due to my limited choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised at how inspired I felt when I left... not depressed, but instead excited for the day that I will hopefully be able to shop in these fun *normal* stores and have thousands of beautiful, cute and sexy things to choose from. I won't know what to do with myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost consider this a NSV as instead of going into a *I'm NEVER going to be thin enough to shop here* funk like I would in the past, my excitement showed me that I DO believe that I will reach my goals and I will be a fashionista one day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.................I'd better start saving my pennies now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-8013073708412459288?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/8013073708412459288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=8013073708412459288&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8013073708412459288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8013073708412459288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-shopping-inspiration.html' title='A little shopping inspiration'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7135559477694512123</id><published>2007-12-01T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:11:10.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>5th WEIGH-IN RESULTS</title><content type='html'>So I stayed the same today..... which, well whatever, but here's why I'm a bit miffed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't exercise regularly this past week, but I eating-wise I did awesome... and I refrained from weighing myself ALL week, except for today right before I left for my meeting, and my scale had me DOWN 3.5 pounds!! I was SO excited... it meant I'd be getting my 5 pound star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I didn't. The WW scales, which have til now weighed me in less than my home scale (see rant below), today weighed me in higher. At least 3.5 pounds higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it. They must calibrate those things right? Maybe I need to figure out how to stand on the same one every week or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to go this morning and then SO disappointed when I left. Anyway, not sure what to do. I know in the grand scheme of things it doesn't really matter..... if I lose weight, then I lose weight - regardless of what any scale says - but I just don't get why the huge discrepancy every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7135559477694512123?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7135559477694512123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7135559477694512123&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7135559477694512123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7135559477694512123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/12/5th-weigh-in-results.html' title='5th WEIGH-IN RESULTS'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-8196170121560734009</id><published>2007-11-25T00:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:31:49.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Xmas Cheer</title><content type='html'>This is just TOO cute - I KNOW you'll want to do this yourself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9597209643"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9597209643&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-8196170121560734009?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/8196170121560734009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=8196170121560734009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8196170121560734009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8196170121560734009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-xmas-cheer.html' title='A Little Xmas Cheer'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4367195034220925823</id><published>2007-11-24T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:02:17.293-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>4th WEIGH-IN RESULTS</title><content type='html'>I lost a pound....woohoo! However, to get to my 5 pound loss, I had to lose 1.6 - so it didn't happen! Disappointing, but whatever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit miffed though... because I've weighed myself on my own scale before going to each weigh in (wearing the same clothes) and each time, their scale has been different from mine, and by different amounts! The first time, theirs was lower by 2.2, the second time it was lower by .8 and this time it was lower by .6. Now, I know that some of this can be explained by the fact that my scale only goes by .5 increments, but I'm finding I'm feeling a bit put off by the inconsistency. However, I know that I could easily prevent this by (a) NOT weighing myself before I go, and (b) just relaxing because at least it's always been consistently lower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4367195034220925823?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4367195034220925823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4367195034220925823&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4367195034220925823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4367195034220925823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/4th-weight-in-results.html' title='4th WEIGH-IN RESULTS'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6132577689807032430</id><published>2007-11-23T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:34:07.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Remember</title><content type='html'>I have a really bad memory.... and I mean BAD. I've had friends talk about something that happened only a year ago and they're recounting how funny it was and things I said, and I've had no idea what they're talking about!! The reason I'm telling you this is because these past few months, in trying to figure out WHY I eat like I do, I've been trying to think back to my childhood and maybe find a clue as to when I started to be sneaky about food. It seems that although I have a horrible memory, I remember a lot of UGLY things. I mean, nothing *bad* has really ever happened to me - I had a wonderful childhood and a great family and have tons of wonderful memories - but I remember many key moments where I felt bad about myself. And for whatever reason, these negative food-related moments must have compounded on eachother, helping to lead to self esteem issues, not believing I was worth much or could achieve much, and somewhere I turned to food for comfort. These *ugly* moments include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overhearing my grandmother tell my mother that I was sneaky (I was stunned... until then I didn't know grandmas thought bad things about their grandkids! - have never forgotten it - or the sinking feeling I felt)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sneaking food from my parent's friends' cupboards when we were visiting &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sneaking food into my room.... I remember mixing unsweetened cocoa and icing sugar together and eating it dry with a spoon - and I remember doing this regularly when I was in my teens (this was probably because there was NOTHING junky in the house and this is what I came up with - how creative of me! :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sneaking granola bars almost daily and thinking my mother wouldn't notice the box was dwindling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding granola bar wrappers in my mother's bedside table (I believe a lot of my behavior was learned)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buying junkfood on the way home from junior high and high school every day and hiding the evidence &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rummaging for food when I babysat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worrying that when we had treats in the house (VERY RARE) that I wouldn't get my share&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating my university roommate's big bag of chips and then having to buy her another bag and replace it before she noticed (this happened more than once!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on, but you get the picture. I cringe at each and every one of these memories, but these memories have helped shape me (literally) into who I am today. A vicious circle of wanting something, sneaking it, feeling awful about it, and then either having to sneak it back or just live with my secrets.... either way feel awful about myself, and then want something to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest hope is that I do NOT pass this down to my daughter (or my son for that matter)... I hope that I will be able to see the signs if she starts doing it and be able to help her before it takes over her life. Obviously the best way to help her is to be a good example and to stop doing it myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it's a very fine line when it comes to junk food. If you never have it in the house (which was how I grew up) then I think you start to covet it and if you ever get the chance, you gobble it up as fast and as much as possible. I know that the minute I had my own money, it was almost always spent on food. I have friends who grew up with it ALWAYS in their house, and for whatever reason, it doesn't call out to them to eat it... maybe because they knew it would always be there if they wanted it. My parents had to COUNT OUT chips because we were all so worried we wouldnt get our *fair* share - it was ridiculous.... to this day none of us can have chips in the house without feeling the need to eat the whole bag (my sister-in-law asked me one day: "So what's with Matt and the chips?!"). With my kids, my strategy is to try to provide the best of both worlds... I'm very passionate about them eating as healthy as possible, but I also try to balance it out with treats so they dont feel deprived or feel that anything is forbidden. But I really dont know how to ensure they adopt healthy eating behaviors besides talking about the importance of putting healthy foods in your body, and making sure their healthy food taste great. I have mixed emotions about trying to manipulate it while feeling like a total hypocrite. My daughter is a chip fanatic, and it worries me SO MUCH!!!! I don't make a big deal about it - afterall she's not the only kid at the chip bowl - but I of course worry that it will lead to something bigger and more detrimental to her physical and emotional well being. And I'm not sure what I can really do to ensure it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you help your children learn how to limit the unhealthy stuff on their own? Anyone? anyone?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6132577689807032430?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6132577689807032430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6132577689807032430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6132577689807032430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6132577689807032430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/things-i-remember.html' title='Things I Remember'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-5439169694750608804</id><published>2007-11-21T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:56:33.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jig is Up</title><content type='html'>My bingeing jig that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my husband and I were *discussing* (read: arguing!) about the lack of intimacy in our relationship and how he feels I don't care about him or want to be with him.... that it's like we're just friends who are bonded by their love for their children. While I know that this is a trap a LOT of parents fall into, he was feeling extremely hurt and was not afraid to show his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a grown man (whom I really DO dearly love) cry was not my finest moment, and in trying to explain why I have created a disconnect (short answer: mostly due to hating how I look and feel, and not wanting to be intimate because of it), I ended up spilling the beans about the sometimes secretive and bingeing nature of my eating. We'd had a similar conversation about 8 months ago wherein I divulged my ultimate secret: MY ACTUAL WEIGHT!!! phew - that one was hard, but this was just as hard - I have NEVER told anyone about my destructive eating secrets (except on here!), so needless to say it was very emotional and very difficult to admit to. However, I also knew while telling him that it would not change how he loves me and that it was safe to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honestly it felt GREAT to get it off my chest.... it was like the last horrible secret that I was keeping from him. Now he knows. He knows I weight 280 pounds, he knows I hide and binge food, he knows I'm addicted, that I feel crazy about my having an inner fat girl demon that I fight tooth and nail about 500 times a day. I was very glad to be able to tell him that I did not binge this time (while he was away) and that I feel I'm making some real progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I'm right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-5439169694750608804?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/5439169694750608804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=5439169694750608804&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5439169694750608804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5439169694750608804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/jig-is-up.html' title='The Jig is Up'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3664094381403615217</id><published>2007-11-20T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:37:00.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weighing in</title><content type='html'>Keeping myself in check over the past 5 days or so finally showed some results on the scale today. Althought I didn't go to an official WW weigh in, my scale shows me with a loss, and the scale at WW always weighs me in as less (gotta love that!), so I'm looking forward to my regular meeting this Saturday. It will have been 2 weeks, but it will be great to see a loss - I'm hoping to reach my mini goal of 5 pounds lost..... I'm confident it will happen......I am woman, hear me roar :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3664094381403615217?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3664094381403615217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3664094381403615217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3664094381403615217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3664094381403615217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/weighing-in.html' title='Weighing in'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6864466008680505302</id><published>2007-11-19T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T01:15:03.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm around, just going a little crazy</title><content type='html'>Well hello there.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been absent... not sure why.... but I think because I've been so busy and a tad stressed out. It's hard with the husband away for many reasons... trying to exercise (which I've hardly done any of), trying to eat healthy (I've done OK), the risk of bingeing (which I'm happy to report I haven't done - yay me!), and dealing with a 3 year old with a burgeoning attitude and a one year old who's learning everything he needs to know from his sister, and never getting a break unless they're both sleeping.... could that be why I'm posting this at 1am??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, as I tried to convince my daughter to eat her brocolli, she said this to me in a very mommy-like voice: "Mommy, I'm not too happy with you right now. I think you should go to your bedroom and think about things. How does that sound?". I was in shock. Partly because I'm still amazed when I hear these out of the blue articulate sentences from her, and partly because I was hearing me admonishing her - I say a variation of this sentence about 20 times a day - I was listening to myself! And it's hard to hear yourself come back to you from a 3 year old's mouth. I tried to be serious and tell her that it wasn't a nice way to talk to me, but it sounded ridiculous even to me... so I ended up laughing instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she still had to eat her brocolli :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the husband gets home tomorrow, and I'm hoping to get out of the house and do some *me* things this week before he leaves again on Saturday. I have dates with girlfriends lined up on Tues, Wed AND Thurs nights!! woo hoo..... I haven't been away from the kids in 12 days, and I cant wait to get into that car alone :) The poor husband's a bit upset that I'm not planning some romantic evenings in, but honestly, I NEED to get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to make my Saturday morning weigh in this week, and now I'm trying to decide whether I go in on Tuesday morning or if I wait til next Saturday. blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep my head up and not feel down on myself. My home scale reflects my effort these past 10 days - no loss, no gain, and I can't use my husband's absence as an excuse as why I haven't found the time or will to exercise. I know I need to find a way to eat healthy and get moving even when I'm on my own. My one victory is that I did not go bonkers on a binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been perusing a ton of blogs tonight..... you guys are ALL SO INSPIRING and you got me off my lazy blogging butt and posting - so thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6864466008680505302?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6864466008680505302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6864466008680505302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6864466008680505302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6864466008680505302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-around-just-going-little-crazy.html' title='I&apos;m around, just going a little crazy'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1163734364517905485</id><published>2007-11-10T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:01:41.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd WEIGH-IN RESULTS</title><content type='html'>I gained .2 pounds. Sucks. But whatever. I did really well this week in terms of when and how I ate and I'm hoping the plan I've put in place for the next week and a half will see a better result next week. I'm hoping the *gain* is mostly due to it being TOM, but I wont make excuses, I could have done much better in my exercise efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the big scheme of things, .2 is such a piddly amount! I'd rather gain a pound I think as it has more meaning for me. But I guess it's nice to see such a SMALL gain :) ...... .2 - pfffffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's also disappointing (and perhaps detrimental) is that I couldn't stay for the meeting today as I had to bring the kiddies along. Usually Saturday mornings are MINE.. I walk to and from my meeting which is 45 minutes each way, stopping for a sub from Subway on my way home. Having my husband be away for today and the next THREE Saturdays just, well it SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hope all you Canadians have a great long weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1163734364517905485?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1163734364517905485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1163734364517905485&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1163734364517905485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1163734364517905485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/2nd-weigh-in-results.html' title='2nd WEIGH-IN RESULTS'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2765491271878668692</id><published>2007-11-08T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:52:30.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband away = SCARY times!</title><content type='html'>So my husband left yesterday for a business trip for 12 days. He travels once in a while for work, and I manage to stay sane as a temporary single mom, however this time I'm finding myself in a big panic about eating while he's away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, he's the cook in our house. He LOVES to cook and I consider myself very lucky, however I find it's also made me quite lazy. On the whole I usually eat terribly when he's not here (not necessarily always WHAT I eat, but more like HOW). It's very rare that I'll actually MAKE something for myself and sit down and eat it... it's microwave this, heat up that, graze, graze and more grazing. And all while preparing my kids' healthy balanced meals (I know - it's messed up). When he's away is also when I usually have a nice binge session... probably because it's so easy... I don't have to worry about him finding any evidence, I can buy whatever I want when I go grocery shopping (we usually do this as a family), and I can look forward to when the kids are both in bed and I can sit down and pig out with no chance of being found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mind frame I'm REALLY struggling with. That just cause he's away, doesn't mean I have license to eat crap, and I know it's this really immature part of me that feels *free* from watchful eyes (sort of like when your parents left you home alone), and that I need to take advantage of it. In reality he doesn't really watch me - probably because he hasn't a clue about the binges or my sneaking junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The addictive and habitual side of me is really feeling the pull of a good old comforting yummy filling binge (picture a fat girl with pom poms leading a binge cheer... give me a *B*!! give me an *I*!!.....). The only thing holding me back is that the inner healthy girl really wants to have a good weigh in tomorrow, and so keep telling myself that if I really want something then I can have it tomorrow on my *high points* day. I'm hoping I have a good weigh in and then just wont want it. I have to say that I'm happy I'm actually feeling *panicked* about him being away. Usually I secretly look forward to it! At least I'm being conscious about my binge and junk demons and not going into automatic binge pilot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to set myself up for success over the next 12 days by planning out my meals and stocking the house with healthy food. Exercise is a bit tougher, as I'm not able to get out for my long walks (walking with the kids does NOT equal cardio - think: "I want to get out and walk" - "Now I want to get in" - "You're walking too fast") . I have a few videos and of course the treadclimber. I just have to get my butt in gear and workout after they're both in bed. Unfortunately it's the LAST thing I feel like doing in the evening, cause I just feel exhausted. And the mornings are hard because they wake up at different times everyday. But I guess I will just have to. It will be good for my mental and emotional states as well. I do NOT know how single moms do it - I have much admiration!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck and send lots of *no binging* vibes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2765491271878668692?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2765491271878668692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2765491271878668692&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2765491271878668692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2765491271878668692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/husband-away-scary-times.html' title='Husband away = SCARY times!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2286325584246884251</id><published>2007-11-06T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T09:48:45.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help! I've been tagged and I can't get up!</title><content type='html'>I'm bored, and dont feel like talking about my weight, so thought I'd post *7 weird/random things about me* to go along with the tag game that's going around - a big shout out of thanks to my tag buddy &lt;a href="http://dietcokeandzingers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was born in Halifax, NS. My Dad was in the Navy, and we moved around a lot. I've lived in Halifax, Ottawa and also in England - twice! I LOVE England and would live there again in a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When I was 17, my soccer team made it to the National Championships and we won silver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have a Masters degree in online learning... I finished my thesis and graduated when I was 8 months pregnant with my 1st baby... it was nice to have a *good* reason why my graduation gown made me look like I was wearing a tent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; After months of trying, getting tested and waiting, my husband and I were told by a fertility specialist that we had less than 1% chance of conceiving on our own. He set us up for IVF treatments and we went home feeling devastated but also hopeful. It seems we also felt frisky; as we had sex and conceived THAT night!! I have been pregnant 3 times since that meeting (1 miscarriage, 2 kids) and we're now thinking about having a 3rd, so I guess we beat the odds. I love our story as I like to think it gives hope to anyone who's been told they can't conceive... you NEVER know - your body and what it can do is a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My husband is from Israel and is Jewish. Although he is not religious at all, it was important to him that our kids be Jewish. This can only be *passed on* by the mother, and so I converted to Judaism before we married. I was raised United (Protestant) and although was raised going to church, do not consider myself a religious person, but believe more in spirituality and loving your neighbor, being a good person.... etc etc. I believe that if there is a God, then there is only one of *him* and so I don't think it matters what religion you are. Our children will choose their own religious/spiritual path, but at least this way, if they choose to be Jewish, they wont have to go through the year-long conversion process like I did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When I was 23, I picked up my life in Ottawa and drove out to Vancouver with my roommate from university to start a new life. We had no place to live and no jobs, friends etc. 14 years later, and I'm still here!! Love it, but at the same time hate the high cost of living here and the ridiculously inflated value of real estate. We are now thinking of moving to Ottawa or we may even be moving to Israel next spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And now for the weirdest thing about me (HAD to put something strange in!): I can NOT have Ivory soap (the bath bars) in the house...... because there is something about it that compels me to want to EAT it!! Weird eh?! And yes, I HAVE tasted it - just to prove to myself that it doesn't taste good (it doesn't)... but I still WANT to eat it. Gives new meaning to the phrase "wash your mouth out with soap".... mmmmmm yummy! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2286325584246884251?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2286325584246884251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2286325584246884251&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2286325584246884251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2286325584246884251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/help-me-ive-been-tagged-and-i-cant-get.html' title='Help! I&apos;ve been tagged and I can&apos;t get up!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2740300130935204218</id><published>2007-11-03T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:23:15.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/I/storage/site1/files/45/51/71/455171_2325895384d274b4x2zg89.JPG" width="499" height="297" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see Charlotte Church - but Nicole Richie??!!  I'm honored to have Kate Winslet in the mix, though, I think she's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I did this with a more realistic picture (ie FAT), and it gave me a whole different set of pictures... much more unnattractive, including Brendan Fraser (who is cute as a GUY), so I think I'll stick to my thin-looking picture thank you very much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2740300130935204218?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2740300130935204218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2740300130935204218&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2740300130935204218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2740300130935204218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6188068872867138458</id><published>2007-11-03T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:00:46.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>1st WEIGH-IN RESULTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RzXxwKtX2XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xB7hAycmaHY/s1600-h/1st+weigh+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131273160269224306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RzXxwKtX2XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xB7hAycmaHY/s320/1st+weigh+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tickerfactory.com/weight-loss/wDzAgaf/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my *first* week of re-commitment I have lost 3.6 pounds. It's good, but it could have been better. Of course, having Halloween hit in the middle of my first week back didn't help, but I take full responsibility for my behavior.... I mean the little chocolate bars ARE the devil, but they didn't MAKE me eat them! I chose to indulge, however I indulged WAAAAY less than I would have 2 weeks ago. I could have eaten about 50 of those little guys, but I only ate about 10. So I consider that a victory!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am celebrating my 3.6 pound loss. I'll take it... it's a small baby step toward a bigger goal, and hey, I'm out of the 280's, and I play to make that permanent :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6188068872867138458?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6188068872867138458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6188068872867138458&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6188068872867138458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6188068872867138458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/1st-weigh-in-results.html' title='1st WEIGH-IN RESULTS'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RzXxwKtX2XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/xB7hAycmaHY/s72-c/1st+weigh+in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4576813613102538425</id><published>2007-11-01T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:59:50.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my adorable kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>The best reason of all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryt3MVi0ObI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zdGKRok45Vw/s1600-h/Oct+25+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128323654516750770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryt3MVi0ObI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zdGKRok45Vw/s320/Oct+25+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryt3M1i0OcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cEXtlkPta00/s1600-h/Oct+25+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128323663106685378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryt3M1i0OcI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cEXtlkPta00/s320/Oct+25+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking alot about my kids and how they relate to my weight loss. I know that ultimately I need to lose weight for ME, for my health, my happiness.... and that I will be a better, healthy and happier mommy because of it. As most moms do, I think about how I would cope if I ever lost either or both of them, and it's an image that can immediately bring me to tears. I know that people DO lose their kids and that life goes on, and I guess if it happened to me, my life would go on too. But I honestly don't know how I would ever be able to get out of bed again. Or how I'd ever not turn to food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not why I'm writing this post... I wanted to really reflect about about my kids losing ME. I'm very lucky that at my age (37), height (5'8") and weight (280), that I'm actually quite healthy. I walk a lot, blood pressure and cholestrol are fine, have had 2 very healthy pregnancies, have no problems with my legs, joints or feet, and I am able to play and run with my kids.... maybe this is why I forget sometimes how fat I really am. I consider myself a very lucky, healthy FAT person. HOWEVER, I also know that I am totally taking my health for granted, and that as I get older, my weight IS going to start affecting my overall health and it's going to create other weight-related issues if I don't turn things around now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it could KILL me. Prematurely. And I would leave my kids without a mother. And I wouldn't see them grow up and become wonderful human beings and find happiness, and maybe have kids of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this. I REALLY REALLY understand the truth of this. And that's why I'm just astounded that it hasn't been a big enough motivation to stop my self-destructive habits. Why wouldn't my worst fear stop me dead in my tracks and make me NOT eat a freaking stupid mini chocolate bar? Or worse - 10 of them? Forget looking hot, wearing cute clothes, feeling sexy, confident and proud - all good reasons for losing weight - why isn't the thought of not being here for my kids enough??!! Why do I put food before THAT? Why do I choose food over being a full participant in their lives and over being IN their lives for a long time to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the only mom that feels this way. I know being fat doesn't make me a bad mom.... I know berating myself for being fat doesn't help anything but create a vicious circle, but I just can't believe that I am choosing - with every unhealthy choice - to take such a huge risk with my life and the lives of my kids.... and for what? For food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stronger than that - I know I am. I only have to look at my precious kids and feel their unconditional love to know that I'm worth far far more that this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4576813613102538425?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4576813613102538425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4576813613102538425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4576813613102538425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4576813613102538425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/11/best-reason-of-all.html' title='The best reason of all'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryt3MVi0ObI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zdGKRok45Vw/s72-c/Oct+25+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4498162089926257945</id><published>2007-10-31T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:11:27.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have you seen my mommy?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rylz2Fi0OWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wqYgo8bCbds/s1600-h/Oct+28+009+crr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127757023776356706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rylz2Fi0OWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wqYgo8bCbds/s320/Oct+28+009+crr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt I had to post a picture of my little cowboy too... after all he helps make up the main reason for wanting to lose weight.... who wouldn't want to be a thin cool mom who is able to participate FULLY in the lives of these 2 kidlets?!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can probably see, I've cropped myself out of this picture as I wanted to post it on Facebook. In my mind it was the CUTEST picture, as we were dressed exactly alike (I borrowed my husband's shirt in the exact fabric - an XL by the way, and it SOOO didn't fit me). Hate when I have an image of what I think a picture is going to look like, and then I see it, and think - goddamnit I'm fat!.... pppffffttt.....trust me, the picture's cuter like this - although you'll notice I wasn't able to crop out the one ginormous boob! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: STILL hating those $%^&amp;amp; chocolate bars!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4498162089926257945?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4498162089926257945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4498162089926257945&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4498162089926257945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4498162089926257945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-felt-i-had-to-post-picture-of-my.html' title='have you seen my mommy?!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rylz2Fi0OWI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/wqYgo8bCbds/s72-c/Oct+28+009+crr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-367437237734570695</id><published>2007-10-30T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:35:04.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my adorable kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><title type='text'>One of THOSE days!</title><content type='html'>Do you every have one of those days where you start the day and feel immediately off track?? Maybe it's because I prefer to be super organized and usually have my day planned out in my head..... ok ok, I can't lie.... I usually have a list :) Anyway, I digress... I was up a few times last night with a sick toddler and a teething baby and so when my son woke up at 6:40am, I decided to ignore his crying (I know - bad mommy) and see if he'd go back to sleep... this has never worked before, but miraculously it worked today!! I plunked my toddler into bed with with me and turned on Barney (I know I know - it wasn't a stellar parenting day but I was SOOO tired!) and fell into a pseudo sleep (1 ear on the toddler), not waking til 8:20am which usually wouldn't be a problem, but it was a preschool day, and I had 40 minutes to get everyone up, cleaned, fed, clothed and out the door. PLUS they were having a halloween party, so I had to get her all dressed up AND make a fruit platter... whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryh2xFi0OVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HcGtP0TJPYo/s1600-h/Oct+30+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127478761435183442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryh2xFi0OVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HcGtP0TJPYo/s320/Oct+30+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ANYWAY, we made it. But..... usually when we get home, I pop baby back into bed and make myself breakfast and sometimes even exercise (in my house on a machine - I DONT go out for a walk... just making sure, as perhaps you were still questioning my parenting skills!).... however since he'd slept in, he was in no mood to sleep, and since it's rare I have time just with him, we hung out for a while... then I folded laundry, cleaned upstairs. and all of a sudden it was time to go and pick her up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no breakfast. And no exercise. Which then got me all out of whack.. should I still have my breakfast (I eat the same one everyday)? Or should I just have lunch? blah blah blah ohhh the conundrums of stay at home mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... although I realize I'm blabbing, I'm telling you all this because I'm proud of the fact that although I (obviously) get off track easily, I stayed on schedule for the rest of the day, which left me with 8 (breakfast) points to play with PLUS I walked 5k this evening, so I'm way below my daily points. Which is ok, cause I was a bit above for the last 2 days, so it all works out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryf3PFi0OUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_9jCJBHvi0A/s1600-h/Oct+28+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127338539342903618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryf3PFi0OUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/_9jCJBHvi0A/s320/Oct+28+005.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH and I managed to only eat 4 (there were 10) of the Halloween chocolate bars my daughter brought back from preschool... I blame the bars and the fact that they obviously have flashing neon lights with the words *eat me* eat me* eat me* all over them. DAMN those #$%^&amp;amp; chocolate bars.. hate 'em - HATE 'EM!!!! ok I love them. but damn them anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple of pictures of Maya in her Snow White costume... I mean how cute is she?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks to all those who posted supportive comments to my Sunday post.... y'all are so great :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Updated with yet another pic because...well, because I'm a proud Mommy :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-367437237734570695?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/367437237734570695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=367437237734570695&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/367437237734570695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/367437237734570695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of THOSE days!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ryh2xFi0OVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HcGtP0TJPYo/s72-c/Oct+30+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6482188466931825847</id><published>2007-10-28T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:02:14.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat thoughts'/><title type='text'>Mommy the bad blogger</title><content type='html'>Haha.... but seriously.. as usual when I'm feeling out of control of my eating, I ignore my blog. Which is pretty hard to do since I link to all my fellow bloggers FROM my blog and I usually go to each person's blog at least once a day. The funny thing about this, is that when I get to one of these blogs, I'm always disappointed if they haven't posted anything new!! Oh, the irony of it all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this is that I am reminded daily (usualy twice!) that I need to buck up and get back on the wagon. Plus the fact that so many of you have the courage to blog through your bad moments, choices, days and sometimes weeks - and the fact that I enjoy reading these posts because I can so relate - has brought me back..... back once again to being accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a major decision this week. I went to a Weight Watchers meeting. After 4 months of trying to do this on my own, and then 6 more months of doing WW online, I'm really no further along. And I'm wondering if one of the reasons for this is because it's too easy not to weigh myself when I'm feeling like I gained, and because there's really no consequence if I don't (except feeling like a failure, self-hatred, etc... you know, all THOSE wonderful feelings!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a fight with my husband over my whole weight *thing*. And it was only a fight because I made it into one, as when I get confronted about my bad habits, I like to get extremely defensive and go into blame mode or the *you dont understand* mode.... and we end of fighting. blah. This is totally NOT fair to my wonderful husband as he is SOOO supportive, but had gotten so frustrated watching me these past few weeks that he felt he had to say something (he knows where this usually leads, and so it takes guts to bring it up!). He knows how much my weight holds me back and how unhappy I am with myself and just wants me to be a happier healthier person. All he did was ask (gently) whether we should be spending money on all these weight loss foods and tools (like exercise equipment) when I'd spent the week eating halloween candy, eating out and not exercising - especially since we're down to one income again. Totally a valid question, but it sent me into a guilt-ridden tirade. Not fair to him and he was so upset and I cant imagine how frustrating it must be for someone who doesn't have one food issue (NOT ONE!) to understand why I struggle so, and I felt awful as he has not done anything except be supportive. I mean I asked him if we could not have pop in the house as it's a trigger food for me, and he gave up pop at home.... and then he finds the bag of little chocolate bars half empty! Totally not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I dont seem to be able to hold myself accountable, I thought maybe if I was accountable to someone else's scale and if I had to PAY to stand on that scale, then maybe it will help. I dont know. I hope so. I've done meetings before, and I know this all starts and ends with me and my brain and until I make the necessary connections and decisions and more importantly put them into action, then I'll be wearing this fat coat forever. I know I CAN do this... I feel inspired and focused, and I've just taken another action to help propel me forward, so yay for small victories and here's to a good first week weigh-in! *clink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I thought this was funny.... as I sat in my meeting, I looked around and thought 'wow there are a lot of *older* women here.... I wish there were more people my age.. maybe someone I could become WW buddies with or something'... I felt a little let down, and then as I was walking home it struck me that I am pretty much the SAME age as those *older* women.... I am closing in on 40 after all!!! I obviously still think of myself as being in my early 30's... I'm just starting to understand the phrases: *young at heart* and *you're only as old as you feel*... guess I'll cozy on up to one of those *old* ladies next week and see if I can make a connection :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6482188466931825847?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6482188466931825847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6482188466931825847&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6482188466931825847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6482188466931825847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/10/mommy-bad-blogger.html' title='Mommy the bad blogger'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7554476132510414735</id><published>2007-10-17T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:28:38.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my adorable kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Mommy the hypocrite</title><content type='html'>What's wrong with THIS picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAKFAST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 1/2 year old:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cheerios, bran buds and mini wheats (with bran - no sugar) - she chooses this combo and loves it!&lt;br /&gt;with:&lt;br /&gt;1% milk&lt;br /&gt;unsweetened dried cranberries&lt;br /&gt;tsp bee pollen (a natural source of sweetness and energy)&lt;br /&gt;tsp whey protein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 cup blueberries&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1 year old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cheerios (to keep him happy til I make the rest of his breakfast!)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup blueberries&lt;br /&gt;steel oat porridge mixed with pureed prunes, banana and apple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;water&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;LUNCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 1/2 year old:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;whole wheat pasta with flax oil and parmesan&lt;br /&gt;half piece of whole wheat bread with almond butter&lt;br /&gt;carrot sticks&lt;br /&gt;yogurt (sweetened with fruit juice)&lt;br /&gt;apple sauce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1 year old:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole wheat pasta with flax oil and soy *parmesan* (has a dairy sensitivity)&lt;br /&gt;half piece of whole wheat bread with almond butter&lt;br /&gt;steamed cauliflower and brocolli (he eats this twice a day - loves it!!)&lt;br /&gt;soy yogurt&lt;br /&gt;1 kiwi&lt;br /&gt;strawberries&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bits and bites of kids' meals&lt;br /&gt;piece of cheese&lt;br /&gt;egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out with a girlfriend for supper, so not sure what the kids ate for theirs, but since my husband follows my lead, I know it was healthy and balanced!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me today how much thought and energy I put into what my kids eat, but sadly I don't spend even 1/2 of that on myself. Now granted today was a bad day for eating (I usually eat a healthy breakfast and lunch), but it could easily be a typical one - and used to be. I know this is a trap a lot of moms fall into... making sure everyone else around them is getting what they need, and neglecting themselves. I'm sure it's why a lot of moms gain weight.... you spend all day on everyone else and then end up binging or just grabbing whatever's convenient when you have a moment to yourself. Today I just couldn't seem to find the time to sit and eat 2 healthy meals. This is a cop out though, as I did have time to both go on facebook and talk to a girlfriend for 15 minutes. Could have eaten instead of doing these 2 things... but anyway....just another example of where my priorities are and how I know that if I don't make eating healthy one of my top ones, then weight loss is just never going to happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, although I'm happy my kids are good eaters and like to eat the healthy food I give them, I know there will come a day when they will notice what and how I eat, and so far I'm not always setting a very good example!! Plus, my mom was overweight and I used to find the food she hid. I learned my exceptional food hiding skills from her and am terrified that I will pass on that and other bad habits to my kids. I do NOT want them to be overweight and live their lives always conscious of their size and it holding them back from being completely happy and living up to their potential.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I should just eat what they eat.... lots of fruits, veggies, fiber, whole wheat, lean protein, good fats, very little sugar.... hey, wait a minute, isn't that what Weight Watchers advocates?? hmmmmmm interesting.....The 'Eat What I Feed My Kids' Diet...... I'll write a book about it, be on Oprah, and become a millionaire.... yeah, that's it :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7554476132510414735?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7554476132510414735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7554476132510414735&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7554476132510414735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7554476132510414735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/10/mommy-hipocrite.html' title='Mommy the hypocrite'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-434005593637923609</id><published>2007-10-15T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T18:26:46.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NSV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woohoo'/><title type='text'>Once upon a time a fat girl went curling.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.olympics.org.uk/images/sports/Curling300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px" height="356" alt="" src="http://www.olympics.org.uk/images/sports/Curling300x400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I went curling!! I was asked by a friend of mine if I wanted to join a novice league on Sunday nights, and I agreed to try it out. Originally it was because he cornered me at a birthday party we were at on Saturday and was very convincing at how much fun it would be, and me, being someone who hates disappointing people, said yes. And then I spent the next 24 hours trying to figure out if I really DID want to go, or if I should try and blow it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went. And I had a blast!!! I had never curled before, and didn't know what to expect, but I really loved it. I only knew one person (my friend) out of 24 people, which is always intimidating for me, but I sucked it up and was determined to have fun, or at least have fun learning a new sport. Plus, hey - it's activity, and I've been in dire need of that lately :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a fat-related note, my weight didn't factor into my decision to agree to go, in fact I didn't even think about being fat..... until I was driving to the rink. I was suddenly struck by the thought "What if I'm too fat to curl?" I mean I'd seen curlers on TV and when they were throwing the rock they were in this long lunge..... lunge?? I havent done anything close to a lunge in over 2 years! And all of a sudden, I was scared. What if I fell on the ice? (I didn't) ,What if I was the biggest person there? (I was), What if I couldn't do the lunge thing? (I could, although not as good as the chick in the picture!)...and wait, what about sweeping?? I recalled people running along with the rock sweeping agressively in front of it... oh god, what if I cant keep up with it?! (I did). And then I thought "well my friend wouldn't have asked me to play if he thought I was too fat would he??" hmmm.. maybe he hasn't noticed!!! haha.. I kid. But it's funny to me how much I project MY self-conscious fat thoughts into OTHER people's thoughts, when in reality I doubt he even gave it a thought. He likes me, knows I'm sociable, knows I like sports, and thought I'd be a good addition to the league. So thank you Russ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how much doubt crept into my thoughts about my ability and potential just because I'm fat. Until then, I hadn't even thought of these things, I had just thought 'I hope I have fun'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad I didn't let my fear keep me from going as I would have missed out on a really fun opportunity, and I think I've found another sport that I love playing.... and I think I could be really good at it! Now I just hope I'll be able to climb stairs without wincing soon.... my thighs kill like an SOB - darn lunges :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-434005593637923609?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/434005593637923609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=434005593637923609&amp;isPopup=true' title='57 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/434005593637923609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/434005593637923609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-night-i-went-curling-i-was-asked.html' title='Once upon a time a fat girl went curling.....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>57</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-8471457317140902075</id><published>2007-10-09T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:12:31.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A funny funny gal :)</title><content type='html'>If you haven't checked out Karaoke Kitty's blog yet, you absolutely have to... she has a hilarious way of writing about the embarrassing consequences of being fat. Her most recent post lamenting about her big butt made me laugh out loud... the truth hurts, but it's good to be able to laugh about it too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://101reasonsihatebeingfat.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://101reasonsihatebeingfat.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-8471457317140902075?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/8471457317140902075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=8471457317140902075&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8471457317140902075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8471457317140902075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/10/funny-funny-gal.html' title='A funny funny gal :)'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1903225171657106615</id><published>2007-10-06T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T14:05:08.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat thoughts'/><title type='text'>A completely different person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rwf1dTyEk4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/QmE3QvexIP8/s1600-h/Israel+sc+2007+480+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118329385405158274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rwf1dTyEk4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/QmE3QvexIP8/s320/Israel+sc+2007+480+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is this girl?? Well this is who I think I am... this girl reflects who I feel I am inside. I'm so used to seeing pictures of myself and wondering in disbelief who this fat woman is, that when I see a picture of myself where you can't really see my fat, I could stare at it for hours. Can anyone relate??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took this picture while on our beach vacation in Eilat in the south of Israel 2 weeks ago... one of those self-shots (Marius is holding the camera). These are the only pictures I like of myself these days as if I angle my head right, you can hardly tell I'm fat. Anyway, I knew when we took this one, that this would be one of THOSE pictures... one that I can look admiringly at and say 'hey, I look pretty'. Rare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've been absent from blogging. Got home from my vacation and had gained 2 pounds, which really is good, considering I was hardly ever on plan while I was away (didn't track, but tried to make healthy choices)... however, for whatever reason I went into a sort of tailspin for a week.... even had a junk food binge, which I haven't done in over 4 months now. Felt horrible, but of course in tailspin mode, it led to more bad choices over the next couple of days. I'm trying to be kind to myself as it was a tough week re-adjusting back to being home... kids took a while to get over the 10 hour time difference, I felt exhausted from the 20 hour trip, and I spent 4 days doing laundry and cleaning the house and being a single mommy again. Got sort of used to having hubby and grandparents around to help with the kids!! All that and I was blessed with the arrival of TOM.... when it rains, it pours, I tell ya!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But enough of the excuses. I'm back.... out of the tailspin and in a better frame of mind. Hope to get back into the swing of things and start tracking and exercising again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1903225171657106615?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1903225171657106615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1903225171657106615&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1903225171657106615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1903225171657106615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/10/completely-different-person.html' title='A completely different person'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rwf1dTyEk4I/AAAAAAAAAJE/QmE3QvexIP8/s72-c/Israel+sc+2007+480+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-8391307376478116052</id><published>2007-09-27T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:20:20.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, my name is Leslie and I'm a LISTAHOLIC</title><content type='html'>Last night I was bored and so started to outline HOW I was going to lose weight for the rest of the year and then until June when we return to Israel for my brother-in-law's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else do this?? Outline their plan and weight loss goals... like "I'll lose 8 pounds each month, which will put me at X weight by June, and I wont do this, this or this and I'll exercise in THIS exact fashion"... lists and graphs, and charts etc etc etc.... I do this ALL THE TIME. I think because it makes me feel like it's doable when I see it all neatly laid out.... and I get all excited because I'm sure it will work... and it will work IF it is actually followed. This is where things always falls apart: plan EXECUTION. I'm a procrastinator at heart... LOVE to make lists of what I'm GOING to do - have lists of lists that cross-reference other lists. LOVE to make lists (did I already say this?!). However it's the follow through that I suck at. I know that if I just DID something instead of spending an hour making a list, that I'd get much more done. I'm really working on that. I have to stop the 'I'll do it later' mentality, as I've realized in the last few months that not only does it affect my daily life in terms of getting things done, but it also affect my weight loss goals... as I allow myself to indulge saying 'well, I'll get back on plan tomorrow'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not sure why I'm blabbing on about this, I guess because these thoughts struck me once again as I was laying out yet ONE more perfect plan for weight loss. The foundation of this plan of course is that I will start this wonderful strategy the MINUTE :) I get home (ha - and as I wrote this, I said to myself, 'well maybe I'll give myself a day to get back into the swing of things'.....AHHHHHHHHH I really am my worst enemy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it IS helpful to write down your goals and strategies, but I know it's also detrimental to just write these things down and NOT follow through. I run the risk that the not-so-quiet voice in my head that says I CAN'T do this will be proved right once again and therefore make this journey just that much more harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is exciting to see the plan on paper though :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-8391307376478116052?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/8391307376478116052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=8391307376478116052&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8391307376478116052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8391307376478116052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/listaholic.html' title='Hi, my name is Leslie and I&apos;m a LISTAHOLIC'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3727325688970167314</id><published>2007-09-24T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:23:22.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NSV'/><title type='text'>Waterslides anyone??!!</title><content type='html'>Today I disregarded my weight (would love to say 'forgot my weight', but that's pushing it!!) and went on all the water slides at the waterpark we went to today and had a blast. In doing so, I managed to overcome my fear of being told the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sorry, but you look like you exceed the weight limit on this slide"&lt;/span&gt; (dont know if slides HAVE weight limits, but I guess not since I'm sure I would have exceeded them. Regardless, as I stood in line to get on the slide, I had the thought that perhaps I would have to step on some giant scale before I sat (oh so gracefully of course) down on the top of the slide!! Thankfully there was no scale, and i just whooshed away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sorry, but pregnant women cant go on the slides"&lt;/span&gt; (acckkkk I would have just died!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to get over the fear that I would generate a tsunami at the bottom of the slide and send the lifeguards splashing wildly out of their seats :) This of course is silly, but it entered my mind along with all the other fat-related thoughts, like: do fat people go faster on the slides? Felt like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't care that I was fat and just had fun with my family, and it was damn worth it!!! However, as usual, I long wait for the day when my weight has no bearing on what I do or how I feel about doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to make sure the video of me screaming like a crazy woman as I whipped down one of the slides doesn't make it onto Utube like my husband threatened... he's watched it at least 8 times, laughing hysterically :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* UPDATED: video has now been watched countless times by all my inlaws and my husband's extended family. Since they only speak hebrew, I have no idea what they're saying after they finish laughing...I'm sure it's complimentary though, right?! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3727325688970167314?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3727325688970167314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3727325688970167314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3727325688970167314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3727325688970167314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/waterslides-anyone.html' title='Waterslides anyone??!!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6405796203997457586</id><published>2007-09-22T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T01:55:17.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back from the 4-day buffet :)</title><content type='html'>So we're back from our all-inclusive vacation in the south of Israel... 4 days of playing in the pool, lazying by the beach and eating ALL YOU CAN EAT.....AHHHHHHHHHH, can you say feeding frenzy?? I've come to hate buffet meals... there's something about the perception of it being "free" and never-ending that has always sent me into almost a panic.... like I HAVE to eat everything. I find it really hard to control myself and not try everything in sight. Anyway, I gave myself a day to go to town on breakfast, lunch and dinner, and then I felt I'd tried everything, and could make healthy choices for the next 3 days. And I did pretty good! The good thing is that although Israelis LOVE their food and eat a lot, their diet is actually quite healthy. They eat TONS of veggies... in fact they eat salad for breakfast! There was hardly any fruit, but tons of veggies at the breakfast buffet. Also, because they dont eat meat and dairy at the same meal, there was no meat at breakfast, so no temptation in bacon and sausages and such....which would have been a HUGE stumbling block for me. They eat very little processed foods, they are meat and veggie people, and so it was easy to find healthy choices. Also, because no dairy at lunch or dinner, the desserts weren't great... and there was no butter/marg for bread etc..... perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a fantastic time. Kids were completely over their stomach flu by the time we got there, I spent copious amounts of time in my bathing suit (yay me) and just relaxed and had fun. Israels also arent that conservative, and there were lots of heavy people in bathing suits - bikinis even! - and so I didn't feel that self conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea what my weight is, but will be making sure I make good choices for the next 10 days so that I dont see a gain when I get home. Unfortunately, exercise for the sake of exercise is nil because I just cant stand the heat, but we do get out for walks and sightseeing almost daily, so I'm not just sitting on my butt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading everyone's blogs daily and I must say you're all extremely inspiring (AND entertaining) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6405796203997457586?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6405796203997457586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6405796203997457586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6405796203997457586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6405796203997457586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-from-4-day-buffet.html' title='back from the 4-day buffet :)'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4541396447715014452</id><published>2007-09-15T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:23:05.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>A few pictures....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I'd post a few pics of our trip so far (we're 1 week in - 2 1/2 to go!)..... let it be known that everywhere else I will be posting pictures, I doubt I will be in any of them, so this is actually quite freeing ......to just put myself out there. And surprise surprise, I actually don't think I look THAT bad :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUG4la-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_3EuRIp2Eww/s1600-h/Israel+2007+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110417141650516962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUG4la-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_3EuRIp2Eww/s320/Israel+2007+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a view of beautiful Tel Aviv from the old city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUG4la_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/IdzC9S-0T-0/s1600-h/Israel+2007+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110417141650516978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUG4la_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/IdzC9S-0T-0/s320/Israel+2007+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUW4lbAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/IwIKDNrtfpc/s1600-h/Israel+2007+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110417145945484290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUW4lbAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/IwIKDNrtfpc/s320/Israel+2007+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Exploring the winding streets of the 'old city'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUm4lbBI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uP9dWmUZ3s8/s1600-h/Israel+sc+2007+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110417150240451602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUm4lbBI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uP9dWmUZ3s8/s320/Israel+sc+2007+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(this one's for you, Becks) - just a glimpse of the yummy baked goods found on every street corner - AKA what I'm up against :) And yes, I ate one - well I ate half of one of the ones on the bottom - it was filled with ooey gooey warm cheese and meat.... heaven.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Don't have too many exciting pictures to post as both kids are still sick and so we haven't been getting out and doing anything too fun. We leave tomorrow for our all-inclusive trip down south, so hopefully the barfing will subside soon!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4541396447715014452?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4541396447715014452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4541396447715014452&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4541396447715014452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4541396447715014452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/few-pictures.html' title='A few pictures....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RuvZUG4la-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_3EuRIp2Eww/s72-c/Israel+2007+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1197852112133419980</id><published>2007-09-13T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T08:53:37.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my adorable kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>The curse of the tummy bug</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been a good blogger (tsk tsk on me), but I truly don't have much to blog about... weight and eating-wise anyway. Both of my kids have come down with tummy bugs or something and have been barfing since Saturday. Nothing more fun than being on vacation and cleaning up puke 3-4 times a day!! Especially when the inlaws have the tiniest washing machine ever made and no dryer. Thank god I brought tons of pjs with me, although last night I had to resort to dressing my 11 month old (son) in my 2 1/2 year old's pink shortie pjs. Was quite cute... except for the barf that led up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband just took Matthew to the emergency room, because although he's still drinking and is active and in good spirits, he really hasn't eaten solids in 4 days and 5 days really is a long time to be barfing. I'm sure he's fine, but we want to make sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have a mild form of what they have, and feel a tad queazy, and without getting into the gory details, am not keeping anything *in*.... if you know what I mean :) Not a nice experience, but hey my waistbands feel looser! Isn't it sad that I feel a bit of gratitude for whatever's made a home in my tummy?? I think it is, but what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's healthy and barf-free.... will post later with hopefully something more uplifting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1197852112133419980?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1197852112133419980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1197852112133419980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1197852112133419980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1197852112133419980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/curse-of-tummy-bug.html' title='The curse of the tummy bug'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7622301680683743145</id><published>2007-09-10T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:28:59.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Things to be thankful for!</title><content type='html'>If you live in Israel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) When your kids go on field trips, they are accompanied by someone wearing a semi-automatic rifle slung over their shoulder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Your car is checked for bombs at the entrance to underground mall parking lots by security. This includes looking in your trunk and under your car using a mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Your bags are checked as you enter a mall from any entrance for firearms/bombs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) There is a military presence everywhere you go - and they all carry the semi-automatic rifles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Don't look for politeness from anyone. Now Canada overdoes this sometimes, but here it's hard to come by.... it's every man for himself and in the 4 days I've been here, I've seen arguments between drivers, people in lineups at the supermarket and at the airport..... men and women alike. It would seem that Israelis do not have a lot of patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If you live in a building built in the last 20 years, then your apartment/house has a 'saferoom' built in - basically a bomb shelter. My inlaws place is old, so the 'safe' place is the bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) This is noted above, but deserves it's own mention - driving here is crazy... no one lets you in, people cut in front of you all the time, traffic jams everywhere because people wont give an inch, and horns honking all the time.... I'm white knuckling it most of the time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If you have fertility issues, the government will pay for any fertility treatments, how ever many times you need it, until you (hopefully) conceive. There seem to be babies EVERYWHERE!! and lots of twins :) But how great is that??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life is very different here, and yes, it's a bit scary to think that the places you're going could be targeted by a suicide bomber, however I don't really find that this affects me that much... maybe because it just seems too surreal? And Israelis certainly don't go around fearing it. If it wasn't for the security and military presence everywhere, you wouldn't even know that bombings are even a threat (they don't let it affect living their lives).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an eating note, things have been quite good. The inlaws eat their biggest meal for lunch and then hardly eat supper. I've been following the trend and I'm actually not really hungry in the evening. There is no scale here, so who knows what's going on with the weight, but my pants don't feel tight or anything, and that's WITH the bloating from both TOM (groan.... I didn't even mention the primitive plumbing here!) and the heat :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7622301680683743145?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7622301680683743145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7622301680683743145&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7622301680683743145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7622301680683743145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='Things to be thankful for!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-8721008363195363939</id><published>2007-09-08T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:28:36.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHEW....we made it!!</title><content type='html'>Shalom my good friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god... I do NOT recommend travelling for 18 hours with 2 kids under 3. I just would NOT do it if there was any other choice :) It was hell, but it's over, we made it, and I just woke up from a 12 hour sleep and feel half human again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things I observed along the way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) When taking off and landing, I looked/felt like a bowl of jello... meaning that EVERYTHING was jiggling. It would be comical if not so sad and pathetic :) I snuck a look at my husband, and yes he was vibrating from the movement, but I didn't see any jiggling. Will not be taking a movie of me during takeoff or landing anytime soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The best way to stay awake for 18 hours of flying and hanging out in airports?? EAT!! Mix it with a few diet cokes and you're laughing.... sometimes hysterical (as in out of your mind), but it DOES do the trick.... just keep stuffing your body with food and it won't realize that you haven't slept in 2 days. Bottom line: my choices were not always healthy, and I gave myself license to eat whatever was around because of the sometimes stressful circumstances. It's done, and I'm not apologizing for it - I deserved (with a capital D) that bag of chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Taking 10 hours to watch ONE movie in 5 minute increments is not my idea of a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) 12 hour flights suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Getting off a plane wearing a hoodie because your white T-shirt (why oh why did I wear a white t-shirt?!!) is covered in baby food, baby barf and drool, and having 35 degrees of humidity punch you in the face is also not fun. Instant sweat-o-rama.... thankfully I had thought to bring an extra shirt to change into - I hope the inlaws appreciated it! (On a side note here, I would have changed into the extra shirt ON the plane, but even going to the bathroom in one of those coffins is a frustrating experience when you're fat; using it as a changing room may have sent me over the edge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. Jiggling, eating, praying that my 11 month old would JUST STOP SCREAMING AND FALL ASLEEP ALREADY!!!!!, chugging diet cokes like they were the last drink on earth, not sleeping and capping it all off with buckets of sweat. That was my last 2 days. Hoping the next 30 will be better and will be trying NOT to think about trip home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-8721008363195363939?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/8721008363195363939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=8721008363195363939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8721008363195363939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8721008363195363939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/phewwe-made-it.html' title='PHEW....we made it!!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6948053087850981250</id><published>2007-09-05T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:42:00.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post from Canada....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rt-9Nkkq07I/AAAAAAAAAH8/bLbNgc8Lqvw/s1600-h/Israel+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107008543314858930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rt-9Nkkq07I/AAAAAAAAAH8/bLbNgc8Lqvw/s200/Israel+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for the month of September anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We leave tomorrow morning.... have to be out of the house by 5am... am in the midst of the chaos that ensues when you're trying to pack for 2 adults, a toddler and a baby and all the paraphernalia that is required for each age group :) I'm getting in my activity points for sure today just with all the running around I'm doing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did take a quick break at 5 to get a pedicure... gotta have nice nails when you leave on vacation :) ... the best thing about this trip is that we get to have an extended summer.. it's in the high 20's PLUS humidity there this time of year, so while we've been switching to fall clothes here in Vancouver, we get another month's wear out of our summer stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be online most days as my inlaws have highspeed, so I'll still be posting, although I dont think I'll be weighing in as I dont believe they have a scale. I will be trying my very best to make the healthiest choices and to get out exercising (although not sure I'll be able to in the heat?)..... and will definitely be checking in on all of you guys for inspiration, so BE GOOD!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, the picture is a roadsign with a camel on it... taken on our trip to Israel in 2005 - you dont see many of these in North America!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6948053087850981250?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6948053087850981250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6948053087850981250&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6948053087850981250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6948053087850981250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-post-from-canada.html' title='Last post from Canada....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rt-9Nkkq07I/AAAAAAAAAH8/bLbNgc8Lqvw/s72-c/Israel+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-9057283012579811976</id><published>2007-09-03T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T11:29:49.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>HO HUM....</title><content type='html'>blah, I feel so boring.. feel like I should be posting here more often to a) keep myself accountable and to b) use this as an outlet for the hunger-inducing feelings that sneak up and try to bite my butt everyday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I weighed in today - my Monday *reality check* and am the same as last Thursday. This is ok, in fact sort of unbelievable as I have already used up my flex points. Just hope I can successfully do what I did last week - adjust my points down to compensate and still lose by my real weigh-in on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I'm not going to be able to weigh myself at my normal time on Thursday as we'll be on a plane to Toronto on our way to Israel!! I usually weigh myself at 9:30am because that's my *thinnest* time of the day. Yes, that's right folks - 9:30am!! I'm usually at least 1 pound lighter than at 7am when I wake up.... I know, I'm crazy, but hey - it's a WHOLE pound lighter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wee bit of drama as we originally booked our flights on Friday, but when we called the airline to ask about our seat assignments, they kindly informed us that our flight to Isreal had been changed to Thursday, however our flight to Toronto was still on Friday!! We booked these flights back in January on points, and they made the change in March and no one ever called us to let us know! We couldn't believe it. Anyway, we are a tad irate! We would have arrived on Friday for our flights and would have been told there was no way we'd make it to Isreal. Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were lucky enough to get on a Thursday morning flight, and so now we're leaving a day earlier, which makes it seem SO much more sooner! Thankfully I already have my list made of what we're taking... the next few days will be packing packing packing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's doing well and have a good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-9057283012579811976?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/9057283012579811976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=9057283012579811976&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/9057283012579811976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/9057283012579811976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/09/ho-hum.html' title='HO HUM....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-651409378428221950</id><published>2007-08-30T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:25:08.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woohoo'/><title type='text'>WEEK 10 RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tickerfactory.com/weight-loss/wDzAgaf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.tickerfactory.com/ezt/t/wDzAgaf/weight.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can I just say that I am THRILLED at my results this week.... 2.5 pounds since I last weighed in! If I could do a graceful cartwheel at my weight, I would! If you read regularly, you know that last week I did NOT post due to falling off the wagon HARD... however, I did my very best this week.... I kept within my points, and lost all the weight I gained and then some. I am now below my pre-vacation weight.. yay for me! Since last Thursday I have lost 6 pounds! Of course this is because it was basically like being on week 1 since it's been so long since I was onplan, but whatever, I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, both Saturday and Monday were pretty bad days for eating and I used up all my flex on these 2 days PLUS 8 points, however I merely lowered my points by 4 on both Sunday and Tuesday to compensate, and voila.... lost weight.... sort of my own little version of the Wendie Plan! And this was all mostly done without any real exercise... but that's bad, gotta get back on THAT wagon this week!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-651409378428221950?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/651409378428221950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=651409378428221950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/651409378428221950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/651409378428221950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/08/week-10-results.html' title='WEEK 10 RESULTS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3948194963043319327</id><published>2007-08-28T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T08:29:26.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome friends'/><title type='text'>More (hopefully) *before* pics!!</title><content type='html'>OK. So ONCE again inspired by a very good friend of mine (you know who you are)... I'm being brave enough to post a couple of recent pictures of myself. These are from our trip to our cottage in Ontario at the begining of the month..... keep in mind that I would NEVER EVER EVER post these anywhere else because I can hardly even look at them. After getting home and downloading them, and once again feeling complete shock over how I look, I immediately concluded that every single picture would be filed under "BEFORE PICTURES"!!! The only way I can accept that this is the way I really look is that I have the dream of being able to look back on them after I've lost weight and be able to feel proud of how FAR I've come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtTNx0kq03I/AAAAAAAAAHc/H2qNfA5tlbQ/s1600-h/Anderana+2007+629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103930533527343986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtTNx0kq03I/AAAAAAAAAHc/H2qNfA5tlbQ/s320/Anderana+2007+629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this is the cutest picture ever of everyone &lt;em&gt;else&lt;/em&gt;!!! If I could have set it up myself, I woulda sat further down on the rock and more towards my husband!!! SO ridiculous how all I can ever think about is hiding my weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtTOLUkq04I/AAAAAAAAAHk/zwa6sF7YeA8/s1600-h/Anderana+07+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103930971614008194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtTOLUkq04I/AAAAAAAAAHk/zwa6sF7YeA8/s320/Anderana+07+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH. Nothing else to say .... UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtTOekkq05I/AAAAAAAAAHs/lJXA3JS_qXw/s1600-h/Anderana+2007+421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103931302326490002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtTOekkq05I/AAAAAAAAAHs/lJXA3JS_qXw/s320/Anderana+2007+421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful, fantastic, handsome husband.... who loves me no matter what I weigh... I am so grateful to have him in my life (I have a full body shot of this, but cant bring myself to post it!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3948194963043319327?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3948194963043319327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3948194963043319327&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3948194963043319327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3948194963043319327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok_28.html' title='More (hopefully) *before* pics!!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtTNx0kq03I/AAAAAAAAAHc/H2qNfA5tlbQ/s72-c/Anderana+2007+629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2287074667343025699</id><published>2007-08-28T09:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:53:55.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exciting times....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtRS6kkq0uI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JeylWgEnOws/s1600-h/375scale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103795443920982754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="107" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtRS6kkq0uI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JeylWgEnOws/s200/375scale.jpg" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just had to post because I'm so excited... I've been diligent with staying on plan this week so far, and have seen results on the scale (I do a mid-week weigh in on Mondays as a reality check). I was thinking this would happen as basically it's like I'm on week 1 due to being so off-plan for the last month, but it's exciting and motivating nonetheless. Can't wait to see what the all powerful and mighty scale says on Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2287074667343025699?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2287074667343025699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2287074667343025699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2287074667343025699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2287074667343025699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/08/exciting-times.html' title='exciting times....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtRS6kkq0uI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JeylWgEnOws/s72-c/375scale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2028919119262068961</id><published>2007-08-24T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:45:03.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome friends'/><title type='text'>MORE ON THE @#$%^ FAT SUIT</title><content type='html'>OK, I'm at the risk here of seeming like I just steal ideas from other peoples' blogs, but once again I was struck by the truthfulness of someone else's thoughts, and had to post them here, because I feel they ring so true and could perhaps help someone who reads my blog. She wrote: &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I was telling her (sis-in-law) about a recent trip I'd taken back to Seattle to visit my family... Every time I saw someone that I hadn't seen for a long time, all I could think about was how fat I was. I was just positive that they were noticing my largeness and thinking about how much weight I had gained. And maybe I was right. But that's not the point. The point is that my weight was keeping me from enjoying the people that I love and the things that I love to do. We talked about it some more and then my sister in law put it this way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can never really be with people, because I'm always with my fat. When I see someone I love, I'm not thinking about them, I'm thinking about my fat and what they're thinking about my fat. When I do something that's fun, I'm thinking about how fat I look doing it... When someone hugs me, I'm not really thinking about hugging them, I'm thinking about how it must feel for them to hug my fat." She talked about a few other ways that she feels held back by her weight, and finally she said...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't want to be with my fat anymore! I want to be with people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This resonated so much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with me that I actually had a physical reaction to it. And like I told her, I hope I can somehow harness how incensed I am (at myself for holding myself back) and use it to light a fire under my butt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://dietcokeandzingers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diet Coke &amp;amp; Zingers &lt;/a&gt;- she's awesome (and I'm still waiting to know what's behind the name!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fat chicks everywhere -&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; TAKE OFF THE FAT SUIT AND START FULLY LIVING YOUR LIFE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2028919119262068961?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2028919119262068961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2028919119262068961&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2028919119262068961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2028919119262068961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok-im-at-risk-here-of-seeming-like-i.html' title='MORE ON THE @#$%^ FAT SUIT'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1938705059016535426</id><published>2007-08-23T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:28:01.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUTION: potential leg flinging hazard</title><content type='html'>I'm still giggling after writing a comment on &lt;a href="http://journeyofmswantab.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sonya's&lt;/a&gt; blog. It gave me such a ridiculous visual, that I had to write about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blogged about her NSV of losing enough weight to be able to cross her legs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, being as overweight as I am, it is virtually impossible for me to cross my legs... at least not gracefully. As I raise my left leg to cross it over my right, my stomach gets in the way and I can only get it as far as getting my calf to rest on my knee. In order to get it further, I have to lift it with my left hand and pull it over with my right to get it past the knee. At that point, it is resting vicariously in this spot, and I have to sit there frozen hoping my leg doesn't suddenly fly off my knee and hit the person beside me. Obvioulsy none of this can be done inconspicuously, so I really never even try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhh, the joys of being overweight!! If I really want to cross something, lucky me gets to sit with my ANKLES crossed like some schoolgirl. I find I always seem to have something crossed, if not lower body, then it's the arms or the hands... I know it's a self-conscious act - trying to make me look smaller or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, although the whole crossing my legs thing DOES make me laugh, cause it's just so ridiculous, it's really a sad state of affairs. Sonya, I hope to share your NSV one day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PS Sonya, I hope it's ok that I linked to you?? If not, just let me know and I'll remove the link :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1938705059016535426?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1938705059016535426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1938705059016535426&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1938705059016535426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1938705059016535426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/08/caution-potential-leg-hazard.html' title='CAUTION: potential leg flinging hazard'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4433601844006930365</id><published>2007-08-23T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:56:24.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling off the wagon hurts......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sk.lung.ca/graphics/ed/wagon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand" height="158" alt="" src="http://www.sk.lung.ca/graphics/ed/wagon.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....especially when the wagon backs up and rolls back and forth on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I am NOT posting my weigh in today. I just cant bring myself to weigh myself. Maybe I will later today. Really silly, as the whole point of this journey is to accept myself, triumphs and disappointments, and all. But I'm afraid if I see that number I just wont be able to get my oomph back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH*... why is this so hard? correction, why do I make it so hard?? Why can't I follow through on this thing I want to achieve so badly sometimes I think I would do ANYTHING to achieve it?!! I'm the ONLY thing/person standing in the way of my success, and I just cant seem to get out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a cathartic cry last night because my weight is affecting so much of my life and preventing me from fully living it. My husbands feels it and wants me to be so much more happier, my kids don't feel too much effect from it yet, but soon will when it's obvious I'm not participating fully in their lives.... ie "why isn't mommy coming on the waterslides with us?" (**shudder at the image**) kind of stuff. I SOOOO wanted to have lost SOME weight before leaving for our trip to Israel to visit hubby's family. We leave in 2 weeks and we're going to be going to a resort for 5 days while we're there, and I'm now just dreading it instead of feeling excited about it because of this great big stupid fat coat I'm wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how to get myself back ON the wagon again. I think the first step is just to stop making promises to myself. I don't believe myself anyway, so it's pretty much pointless!! I have to somehow prove to myself that I CAN do it, so that I can start believing in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, BLAH. I'm sorry for my absence... I've been reading all your blogs this past week and just couldn't get motivated enough to blog myself. Actually, let's be honest - it's because I feel so embarrassed at how I've slipped. You're all extremely motivating, however, all you chickies who have unlocked your own secrets to success.... how I envy you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am recommitting. Sounds like I'm on my way to an insane asylum or something... which sadly feels quite appropriate - what's the definition of insanity? Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. If my name was in the dictionary, I think this would be my definition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Becks - for the big kick in the ass... I deserved and needed it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao bellas ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4433601844006930365?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4433601844006930365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4433601844006930365&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4433601844006930365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4433601844006930365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/08/falling-off-wagon-hurts.html' title='Falling off the wagon hurts......'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2593631526668813659</id><published>2007-08-16T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:37:11.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEK 8 RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtROXEkq0rI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xUHpwqhr6U4/s1600-h/august+16.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103790435989115570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtROXEkq0rI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xUHpwqhr6U4/s400/august+16.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tickerfactory.com/weight-loss/wDzAgaf/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back!!!! And I gained 1.5 pounds.... but whatever, I'm back, feeling good and have been working hard to get back on track. I'll be back to add more latah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2593631526668813659?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2593631526668813659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2593631526668813659&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2593631526668813659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2593631526668813659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/08/week-8-results.html' title='WEEK 8 RESULTS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RtROXEkq0rI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xUHpwqhr6U4/s72-c/august+16.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6547568475564453912</id><published>2007-07-26T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T23:54:31.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>ON VACATION!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqjP7LjcyyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/n_gSDaL3aLo/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091547994363054882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="190" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqjP7LjcyyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/n_gSDaL3aLo/s400/sunset.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!! I am SO excited... to see my family, to go to my most favorite place in the world, and to get out of the same old same old daily routine around here. I'm totally scared about staying onplan while I'm away, but I'm bound and determined to incorporate some healthy strategies while there. Usually I incorcorporate the *I'm on vacation, so let's eat and drink and not exercise* strategy.... I dont go in planning to do this, but it has always organically taken over basically as soon as I step foot on cottage soil!! So this time, I am going to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) walk - the cottage road is along the lake.... it's beautiful.... 'nuff said. NO excuse why this cant happen daily&lt;br /&gt;2) eat well - my husband and I get there first and we're doing the big grocery shop, so no reason why there wont be healthy food in the house.&lt;br /&gt;3) get out there in my new bathing suit and enjoy swimming every day with the kids and NOT let my self consciousness get a hold on me. I think the more active I am and the more fun I'm having, the more I wont want to quell negative thoughts ("I look awful in this bathing suit") with a food fest&lt;br /&gt;4) eat tons of fruit and veggies for snacks&lt;br /&gt;5) drink tons of water&lt;br /&gt;6) limit the alcohol... I like a nice fruity alcoholic drink in the evening while sitting around watching the sunset, but I wont go overboard.&lt;br /&gt;7) HAVE A BLAST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great 2 weeks and I look forward to catching up on all your blogs when I return!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6547568475564453912?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6547568475564453912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6547568475564453912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6547568475564453912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6547568475564453912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-vacation.html' title='ON VACATION!!!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqjP7LjcyyI/AAAAAAAAAFs/n_gSDaL3aLo/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-5774749032297693687</id><published>2007-07-26T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:53:41.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>WEEK 5 RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RsSrOkkq0qI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yz-VKQmjXTo/s1600-h/july+26.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099388944914240162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RsSrOkkq0qI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yz-VKQmjXTo/s400/july+26.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tickerfactory.com/weight-loss/wDzAgaf/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down ANOTHER .5. I have nothing to say about it today *SIGH*. Obviously glad the weight is going down, but I know I would be losing much more if I put my heart and soul into it. Something's still holding me back from reaching my full weight losing potential.... hoping to figure it out soon for my own sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck this week to everyone else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-5774749032297693687?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/5774749032297693687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=5774749032297693687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5774749032297693687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5774749032297693687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/week-5-results.html' title='WEEK 5 RESULTS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RsSrOkkq0qI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yz-VKQmjXTo/s72-c/july+26.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3906287614387408928</id><published>2007-07-21T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:51:33.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Yet ANOTHER reason to hate being fat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqL6X2q3G_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/2oQDt4vFFSk/s1600-h/Jul+21+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089905816601304050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="300" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqL6X2q3G_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/2oQDt4vFFSk/s400/Jul+21+003.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I got my hair done today. It was the 3rd time in 5 months. Before that it had been a year since I'd gotten it cut (luckily with long curly hair you can do that - sort of)! I decided back in February that getting my hair cut was a way to start taking care of myself and treat myself to a bit of pampering (GASP - imagine!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I LOVE LOVE LOVE my hairdresser. She is the first person that I have gone back to in MY LIFE for a repeat cut. I LOVE my hair these days and love going in to see her. She spends almost 2 hours on me and I come out feeling all swingy and sexy. Plus, she always straightens my hair, and if you have curly hair, you know how exciting that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER..... I HATE sitting in front of that mirror looking at my face. It happens every time... I get my hair washed and sit down on that hydrolic chair (more on that in a minute), look up and BAM! I'm stunned at how I look. Hair wet and slicked back, the rolls that appear because I'm sitting (I mean, how often do you look at yourself in a mirror when you're sitting? Shocking - that's all I can say) and I just FEEL HUGE. And then I see the cape.... ahhhh the lovely 'fat-hiding' cape. Once that's on, I can almost pretend that there's a thin person under there. Except that I have no neck and my face still looks fat... but still - if it wasn't for the cape, I don't know that I could sit there making small talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she starts to pump the chair to raise me up. Does anyone else ever feel fear and trepidation when that chair starts rising? I'm sitting there wondering what the weight limit is on those hydrolics and how humiliating it would be if the poor things just couldn't take it. How everyone would hear the sad hissing noise they'd make as they slowly gave up and I slowly sunk down to the floor. There are no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT to not think these ridiculous energy-robbing thoughts anymore. I imagine that when my weight is not such a big issue, that I may be able to just sit there and enjoy the hair cut (again, GASP!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't even talk about catching myself in the windows/mirrors as I bounced out of the mall. I chose to avert my eyes to my hair and capitalize on the *straight sexy hair moment*. I'm glad I did, because I stepped out into torrential downpour. Bye bye sexy straight hair - guess it's time to go back to being a pony-tailed mommy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS: Hair is already starting to curl in this picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PPS: ** Picture Taking Tip: Take picture from above.... and voila - 50 pounds lighter :) **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3906287614387408928?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3906287614387408928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3906287614387408928&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3906287614387408928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3906287614387408928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/yet-another-reason-to-hate-being-fat.html' title='Yet ANOTHER reason to hate being fat!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqL6X2q3G_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/2oQDt4vFFSk/s72-c/Jul+21+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2420512605791464894</id><published>2007-07-19T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:38:59.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>WEEK 4 RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqjOH7jcyxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vBpS2VvhJDw/s1600-h/july+19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqjOH7jcyxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vBpS2VvhJDw/s400/july+19.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091546014383131410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down .5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually feel pretty good about it. At least it's going in the right direction! I'm also going to give myself a little break since it's TOM... not sure if that really affects my weight loss or not, but it makes me feel better to think it does, so I'm gonna :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm NOT going to be perfect this week - there's no such thing. I am, however, going to do everything in MY power to stay on plan. And I know I have the power - just have trouble summoning it up sometimes. But I'm going to do everything I can to kick the butt of that fat girl's voice inside me who has up to now being in control of my eating - how dare she not believe in me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2420512605791464894?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2420512605791464894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2420512605791464894&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2420512605791464894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2420512605791464894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/week-4-results.html' title='WEEK 4 RESULTS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RqjOH7jcyxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/vBpS2VvhJDw/s72-c/july+19.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2388751226812039676</id><published>2007-07-18T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:16:39.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabotaging'/><title type='text'>Frustrated with myself</title><content type='html'>So this will be quick, cause I promised 'Morning Leslie' I would go to bed at 10pm.. and it's already 10:01pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I weigh in tomorrow. I have been *good* all week - tracking what I've eaten, gotten out almost everyday for a walk (although walking with 2 kids under 3 doesn't really quantify as cardio as I seem to be stopping every 2 minutes or someone who walks 1km/hour decides she doesn't want to be in the stroller anymore), but hey, I got out there. Anyway I DIGRESS - god I get off track quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm especially proud as my husband has been away since Sunday morning and usually I have used this as an excuse to go shopping for comfort food and junk and have a good ol' binge... under the guise of buying salad fixins and low-fat yogurt of course. I then hide all the proof and pretend it never happened... but i digress AGAIN.... this week I didn't do this, in fact I made sure that we did our grocery shopping TOGETHER before he left so I couldn't rationalize going to the store. Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today happened. I just had the hardest time keeping my eating controlled. I know it's me sabotaging myself. The day before weigh-in. WHY WHY WHY do I do this?? Maybe it's because I put so much pressure on myself. I woke up this morning saying "today I will be perfect" because I want to see a bigger loss tomorrow so badly! It seriously feels like there's someone else controlling my mind. I've had arguments in my head ALL day and I'm just exhausted. And sad cause I gave in to the destructive self-talk. And so now I'm scared for tomorrow. I really feel the need to see a loss or I'm afraid I will feel defeated and I know I will want to comfort myself with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow I'll see this in a new light... I'm just so angry and disappointed in myself for allowing today to happen. I'm going to have to work on some strategies to deal with this "sabotage the day before weigh-in" mentality I seem to have. There's something inside me that's out to prove to myself that I CANT do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for being short and sweet - as usual, a novel. And now it's 10:12pm. BED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2388751226812039676?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2388751226812039676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2388751226812039676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2388751226812039676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2388751226812039676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/frustrated-with-myself.html' title='Frustrated with myself'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-8531327367816630851</id><published>2007-07-15T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:38:03.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my adorable kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabotaging'/><title type='text'>The Red Bull Fairy.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RppAE0fRfMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ctZwfc36LJQ/s1600-h/Jul+13+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087449180621864130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="295" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RppAE0fRfMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ctZwfc36LJQ/s400/Jul+13+004.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....snuck into this baby boy's room this morning at 5:15am and woke him up... that HAS to be it. Why else would a 9 month old wake up 2 hours early and decide to practice *talking*. However cute his gibberish babbling and giggling was, I was NOT ready to get up that early. He woke up Maya (grrrrrr) and to top it off, the following laws of my universe were in effect:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I stayed up til 1am to watch a rerun of SNL. I didn't even enjoy it, just sat there watching it. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;2) My husband left on a business trip this morning, and so I am left alone with the consequences of a tired cranky baby who's off schedule and a 2 1/2 year old who lost an hour's sleep and who is currently full of beans- jumping around me singing the same line of twinkle twinkle little star over and over again VERY loudly (although she sings 'fwinkle fwinkle wittle stawrr' so it's kinda cute. Kinda).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope that this means they'll both be down for long afternoon naps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that it's these types of days, when our daily schedule gets off track, that I also get sidetracked with my eating. I usually eat at specific times (breakfast when Matthew goes down for his morning nap and lunch when both of the kids are down for their afternoon naps). When these nap times are changed, I find it hard to stick to my eating plan and find myself grabbing something here and there. Oh well, I know that I still have control over what I put in my mouth, so today I WILL stick to healthy eating, and will try my hardest to be a happy mommy today and not let my crankiness show!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a weight-loss note, I *feel* lighter today. Do any of you know what I mean? It's like I can tell that I lost a few fat cells. I am going to resist weighing myself and wait for tomorrow morning when I do my mid-week reality check. But I'm pretty sure I lost something. I love the feeling though... hmmm I wonder what losing a HUGE chunk of weight will *feel* like?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-8531327367816630851?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/8531327367816630851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=8531327367816630851&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8531327367816630851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8531327367816630851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/red-bull-fairy.html' title='The Red Bull Fairy.....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RppAE0fRfMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ctZwfc36LJQ/s72-c/Jul+13+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2057499332658227638</id><published>2007-07-12T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T13:35:14.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>WEEK 3 RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rp_K1EfRfNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1JNCIgumUtM/s1600-h/july+12.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089009117038738642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rp_K1EfRfNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1JNCIgumUtM/s400/july+12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed the same!! YAY!!! How exciting and inspiring!!! pfffftttt Can you sense my sarcasm?? Oh well, shake it off *shake shake shake*. My RESULTS match my effort and commitment this week, as they should. Hardly any exercise and 2 dinner dates with girlfriends where I went *all out*. I'm lucky I didn't gain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an area where I consistently trip myself up. Going out to restaurants. I have that *I'm at a restaurant, and I need to indulge myself* mentality. Realize that I have always had it - maybe cause we never got to go to restaurants much when I was a kid and it was always such a *treat* when we did?? Regardless of why I do it I have to be accountable to the fact that only I have control over what I eat, and that even though I went in with a carefully thought out strategy of what I was going to eat, the fact that it all went to hell as soon as I saw the menu (and the other girls started debating on whether to get hot spinach/artichoke dip or the chicken wings to start - damn them anyway!!!), can only be blamed on myself. I have to get over this mentality that just because I'm paying for the food, doesn't mean I have to treat myself. I mean I pay for the food I eat at home too!! And there are always healthy choices that taste as good as the nachos. Ok, who am I kidding.. it's rare a green salad tastes as good as nachos (or FEELS as good as nachos :P), but the bottom line is that I HAVE to change how I behave when eating out if I want to be successfull at losing weight. PERIOD. Otherwise I'm going to have to just abstain from going out til I lose the weight.. which is ridiculous - I have to be able to do this while living my life and having fun. How else will I learn to sustain it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blah blah blah. I'm not going to beat myself up over not losing, however disappointed I feel. I'm not a failure - I'm not a bad person - I don't *deserve* to binge because I feel badly. It's just an accurate result of my actions. Which I was in total control of. Learn from it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article a while back about people who had been successful at losing weight and it said that one of the reasons these people were successful was because when they faltered or made a *bad* food decision, they did not give themselves permission to throw the whole day away and stuff themselves, but immediately moved on - ready to make a good decision the next time they ate. This really resonated with me, as I definitely have the *I've already failed, so the day is shot - let's eat!* mentality. But if I could lose that and take that one decision for what it is - ONE BAD DECISION - and just move on to make better decisions for the rest of that day, I think I could definitely be successful. I think this journey will be all about the THOUSANDS of decisions I will have to make. I have to acknowledge that every decision is an opportunity to either propel myself forward or push myself back. I think it scares me that I have so much control!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission this week is to stay on plan. I did it my first week and I was successful so I know that it can be done and that I am capable of doing it. One decision, one day at a time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2057499332658227638?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2057499332658227638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2057499332658227638&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2057499332658227638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2057499332658227638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/week-3-results.html' title='WEEK 3 RESULTS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Rp_K1EfRfNI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1JNCIgumUtM/s72-c/july+12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-406238435693150695</id><published>2007-07-10T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T08:20:14.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabotaging'/><title type='text'>Crazy Food Mind Games</title><content type='html'>OK - I was just writing a comment on someone else's blog and as I was writing it I felt like laughing hysterically (and not necessarily in a good way). I thought I'd post what I was writing (and more!) here for the world to see. My version of *dirty food laundry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a food hider... hate hate hate that I do it. I'm sure my husband sometimes wonders WHY I'm overweight cause it sure doesn't LOOK like I eat junk.. but I do/did - he just didn't see it - cause I'm a professional. I would buy chocolate or something and tell myself i was buying it to share. HA... like I'm fooling anyone as I hid it under the grapes... the only one I'd be fooling is myself, as I wouldn't say it out loud....wouldn't want to confuse the 2 1/2 year old who might ask for it later and I'd have to scramble to make up someting to explain why she thought I'd bought chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have it in the house, I panic and HAVE to eat it now so that it's gone. So that I can start *fresh* tomorrow... I give myself the old *this will be my LAST chocolate until i'm skinny* promise :P Such a ridiculous thing to do as I would inevitably just buy something else the next day anyway cause of course my sugar addiction would kick in and I'd conveniently forget the promise I made to myself the day before. I have great selective memory when it comes to food. Anyway, I just can NOT have it in the house. It (and it could be anything - as long as it's not healthy!) calls to me - I can't rest til I have it. Sounds like an addiction to me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read this over and feel that I sound like a crazy woman. *SIGH* I do feel like that sometimes. I've tried to explain it to my husband and although he's as supportive as a husband can be, I know he just can't understand it. My mission in life is that my daughter doesn't learn this behavior from me (I know I learned at least some of it from my mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that makes me feel better is that I know from reading other people's blogs that I'm not the only crazy woman out there. I also know from those who HAVE been successful at losing their fat that this is a life-long battle and not something that I will one day wake up not thinking about. I just hope that maybe one day I'll be able to have a bag of cookies in the house for my kids and not lie awake at night hearing them call my name (or worse eat too many of them and have to replace what I ate so that no one knows - Ok cant believe I just shared THAT dirty secret!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - I'm done revealing for today. There's lots more, and maybe it IS good to write it all down for the world to see. maybe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-406238435693150695?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/406238435693150695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=406238435693150695&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/406238435693150695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/406238435693150695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/crazy-food-mind-games.html' title='Crazy Food Mind Games'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6081321056559145246</id><published>2007-07-09T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:23:45.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabotaging'/><title type='text'>Darn 100 calorie chocolate bars!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've come to the sad realization that I just cant have these in my house. Darn it anyway!! One of the things I was looking forward to on this program was being able to have chocolate as it's my downfall, and is how I've always *failed* at all my other attempts at eating well. So I bought a box of them with the plan of eating ONE A DAY as a treat. HA! I just cant seem to do it. I had one and it started a binge fest and I ended up eating them all. It was one of those 'I cant remember how much I ate or what it even tasted like' binges - unconscious eating - so needless and useless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to wait until I feel more of a momentum with my weight loss and feel a bit more in control before I buy these again. If I do want one, then I will get ONE when we go grocery shopping. One I can handle - obviously 6 I cant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was one of those people who didn't like chocolate... imagine!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6081321056559145246?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6081321056559145246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6081321056559145246&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6081321056559145246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6081321056559145246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/damn-100-cal-chocolate-bars.html' title='Darn 100 calorie chocolate bars!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4877259276623201316</id><published>2007-07-08T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:55:41.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>MIDNIGHT SELF-REFLECTIONS!</title><content type='html'>I felt compelled to write this tonight at 12:50AM... a completely ridiculous time since I told M he could sleep in tomorrow - which means I'll be up with the kids at 7am LATEST. I'm such a night owl - I get a second wind around 11pm and all of a sudden lil miss lazy feels the need to tidy, clean, read blogs, and watch inane sitcom reruns. Morning Leslie HATES night Leslie. hates her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the reason I felt compelled to write is because I opened my blog tonight and looked at the ticker I placed at the top of my last post. As I read it left to right as any normal english speaking person would (i say this because you read right to left in Hebrew which is just craziness) I first see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*41 pounds lost*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I think WOOHOO!!!! But then as I read further it says &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*119 to go*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the woohoo quickly loses its ooomph. That ticker just seems so smug and taunting and it just seems so impossible - that's a lot of weight girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to a related topic...I'm always so incredulous when I hear that someone wants to lose 20 or 30 pounds and is lamenting at how hard that is, and all I can think of is that I need to lose that in just my left butt cheek.. I would sell said left butt cheek to only have to lose 20 or 30 pounds. I'm not saying it's not a lot of weight to lose for that person, but it seems so piddly compared to my huge amount. I can't even imagine how I will feel to see the balance tip on the side of amount lost... I will have had to have lost 80 pounds or something (I'm not willing to do the math at this hour). *SIGH* seems so insurmountable. However, thanks to WW and all the gals out there blogging their weight loss, I know it IS possible, and so I pledge to keep plugging away. One day I will be able to celebrate with my smokin' 40-pound less butt - that's both cheeks :) - on our weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to sleep - at least it's M's turn to get up with the baby for his feeding tonight! OK OK, morning leslie - I'M GOING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4877259276623201316?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4877259276623201316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4877259276623201316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4877259276623201316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4877259276623201316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/title.html' title='MIDNIGHT SELF-REFLECTIONS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1796908948581941434</id><published>2007-07-05T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T08:02:33.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>WEEK 2 RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RpZCW0fRfLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-x_aXOVNUsg/s1600-h/july+5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086325788975922354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RpZCW0fRfLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-x_aXOVNUsg/s400/july+5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RpZCPUfRfKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vJaifhb47MU/s1600-h/july+5.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hesitated to put an exclamation mark on the title of this post, cause I don't really think a .5 loss is *all that and a bag of chips*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing, but not that surprising.. knew I wouldnt have another big loss like last week and I wasn't able to exercise this week at all, plus I sort of lost the oomph to track points these past 3 days.... I've proved that guestimating WILL NOT WORK!!! At night in bed, I'd start counting up my points, and it's amazing how much more you eat when you're not tracking. Lesson learned. I'm getting on that treadclimber tomorrow regardless of this darn toe - I'd love to see a bigger loss next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, onward and downward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1796908948581941434?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1796908948581941434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1796908948581941434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1796908948581941434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1796908948581941434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/week-2-results.html' title='WEEK 2 RESULTS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RpZCW0fRfLI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-x_aXOVNUsg/s72-c/july+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2772268049524872963</id><published>2007-07-04T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:26:23.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a challenge</title><content type='html'>I joined my first WW challenge today!! I'm very excited... not sure why so much, but I am.. maybe because it gives me one more thing to strive for and keep me accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal by September 29th (12 weeks) is to lose 25 pounds. Hopefully that will put me about 255. My anticipated hurdles will be my 2 week vacation in Ontario at the end of the month and our 3 week trip to Israel in September. Hubby's parents never stop cooking.. and I'm going to have to definitely avoid the all-you-can-eat falafel place we went to every couple of days last time we went!! mmm falafel :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2772268049524872963?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2772268049524872963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2772268049524872963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2772268049524872963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2772268049524872963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-for-challenge.html' title='time for a challenge'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-8512503842460031824</id><published>2007-07-02T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:12:10.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated</title><content type='html'>argg.... my toe is still killing me.. it's so stupid, but it's driving me crazy not to be able to do any walking or get on the treadclimber. It's 95% healed, but it kills when i put any pressure on the end of my big toe - which, I found out, you do EVERYTIME you take a step... if i dont put pressure on it, then i'm basically limping, and at my weight, I really feel the extra weight being placed on that other leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good - BLAH. I weighed myself today (my mid-week checkin) and I'm up a pound. I was so hoping to have another big loss due to working out. I dont think it's going to happen. Regardless, I've been eating well, so I'm still hoping for a loss on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-8512503842460031824?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/8512503842460031824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=8512503842460031824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8512503842460031824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/8512503842460031824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/07/frustrated.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2302654574006635869</id><published>2007-06-28T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:26:42.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>WEEK 1 RESULTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ro0YbIOqsBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aBtTc2xwsdo/s1600-h/june+28.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083746408715694098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ro0YbIOqsBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aBtTc2xwsdo/s400/june+28.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost 5.5 pounds!! I am now in the 270's and pledge never to see the 280's again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the week surprisingly easy. Maybe it's because my points target is 36, which feels so high... I actually had a couple of days when I was looking for something to eat to meet this target... and that was exciting because it means this really is doable. I went 10 points into my flex thanks to 2 extra pieces of pizza one night. It was too good to stop at 2, and since I hadn't touched my flex I thought I could indulge a bit. Nice to know that I can do this and still lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unable to exercise at all (cardio anyway) this past week because on Friday I dropped a frozen pizza on my big toe and it split my nail and I have been unable to walk properly all week. Just today it's starting to feel ok, so I hope to be able to put the old sneakers tomorrow and get back to my exercise routine. I'm a tad embarrassed about the whole thing - who knew the damage a Delissio pizza could do!!! I went to emergency on Sunday because I was worried about the nail coming off and I was the Drs first ever frozen pizza injury!! haha - funny - but god it hurt :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to see if I will see a loss next week with this added exercise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2302654574006635869?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2302654574006635869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2302654574006635869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2302654574006635869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2302654574006635869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/06/week-1-results.html' title='WEEK 1 RESULTS!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Ro0YbIOqsBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aBtTc2xwsdo/s72-c/june+28.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7088601534358926265</id><published>2007-06-25T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:24:22.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commitment'/><title type='text'>WW here I come!</title><content type='html'>So I finally caved and actually joined weight watchers online... i've been thinking that i could do it on my own using their guidelines (i've been a member a couple of times before both online and meetings) but also following guidelines I've gleaned from all the other *diets* I've tried. Either because they are a healthy nutritional additions or because they've helped me lose weight in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spontaneously joined last Thursday when I weighed in a whopping 285 pounds. Couldn't believe it - had regained at least 7 pounds over the past month, and I just HAD IT. Thought I'd commit to the WW program whole heartedly for 3 months (that's what I joined up for) and if it doesn't work, then I'll try something else. What I think will work nicely is that it allows me to eat whatever I want as long as i am accountable for it in points (I'm doing flex). The problem I have with the weight loss program I had set up for myself is that it pretty much totally eliminated sugar from my diet. Although this strategy works VERY well for me - if I follow it, I lose weight quickly - it also means that if I eat any sort of sugar, I automatically consider myself a failure and give myself permission to eat whatever I want until I start fresh next week. That is the epitome of 'self-sabotaging' and I'm a pro!! The other way I sabotage myself is setting up unreal expectations and insist on following my program PERFECTLY.... both of which I ultimately am unable to meet, and when I don't, I am considered a failure, and go to my friend *FOOD* for comfort. The cycle is exhausting and so self-defeating (and self-fulfilling!). At least with WW I can eat sugar and anything else I want to as long as I count it. Perhaps down the line once I get my eating under control I will be able to incorporate the 'no sugar' concept and some of the other quite limiting restrictions that I wish I could do now.... mostly because they mean a healthier way of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I digress. Today is my 5th day on WW. I picked Thursday mornings for my official weigh in as it takes away the pressure of weighing in on a Monday right after the weekend, and then I'm also weighing on Monday mornings just to check in and see if I'm on the right track. As of today, my 5th day, I weigh 280. I expected a rather larger loss in this first week as I can tell I've significantly lowered my calorie intake, so this is in line with what I thought I'd see. Hopefully it sticks and I'll see at least one more pound lost on Thursday's weigh-in. I expect to see smaller losses on subsequent weeks, however, it's nice to see that WW really does work!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other VERY SCARY part of my new commitment is that I am going to get my husband to weigh me on Thursdays. I hope this will keep me feeling more accountable to stay onplan - sort of like going to a meeting! It's a very hard thing for me to do... at least at the onset because I'm just so embarrassed about the number. However, he already knows how much I weigh (THAT was one of the hardest *secrets* I've ever told!!!), so I know I should just get over it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping to see the 170's on Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7088601534358926265?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7088601534358926265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7088601534358926265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7088601534358926265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7088601534358926265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/06/ww-here-i-come.html' title='WW here I come!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2470431885296518944</id><published>2007-06-14T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T08:45:52.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commitment'/><title type='text'>recommitting</title><content type='html'>Here I am - recommitting... to the process, to my health, to my true inner *Leslie*. I need to give the voice who dominates so many of my thoughts a name I think... so that I can tell her to f*** off! Hmm that sounds like I'm schizophrenic or somthing doesn't it??!! But really I'm not, I just have this voice that seems to take over all decision making and has convinced me that I can't do it and am not even worth the effort! She's my gremlin... what shall I call her? I've thought about it a lot but haven't been able to come up with a name that can adequately explain everything she represents... she's so all-consuming. But there I go again - giving her so much power.  Maybe I just need a simple name that carries no weight. Like 'Hey You' :)  I'll think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best to use this tool more effectively to help me along my way. It really does help hold myself accountable when I put things in writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2470431885296518944?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2470431885296518944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2470431885296518944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2470431885296518944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2470431885296518944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/06/recommitting.html' title='recommitting'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-688927976748595353</id><published>2007-04-19T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:26:52.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>theatre seats</title><content type='html'>So I went to the symphony a couple of nights ago and man I HATE those seats.... I always feel like this giant woman squished into a seat and feel like I'm overflowing... so to compensate I try to hold in my arms and try to *shrink*.... so uncomfortable in so many ways. I CANT WAIT til I dont feel the need to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the symphony, well it was quite nice actually! Wasn't sure about it - my friend had free tickets through work, and I thought 'what the hell, it's a night out!'. I like classical music, but it was amazing to add in the human element and actually watch the musicians play their instruments... i even had a couple of goosebump moments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-688927976748595353?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/688927976748595353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=688927976748595353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/688927976748595353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/688927976748595353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/theatre-seats.html' title='theatre seats'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4492684910666968208</id><published>2007-04-18T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T23:03:04.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>Our last day of detox!</title><content type='html'>So this was the last day. Feels anticlimatic and I'm not sure what will happen tomorrow.  I hope I will be able to keep myself on this path of healthy eating. I'm feeling unsure about it....a bad place to be for me as that's when *fat leslie* comes out to play - can't stand her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a great weekend lined up consisting of my book club on Friday, a pedicure on Saturday and my 'moms night out' group on Sunday so I will be trying to have fun and indulge a bit while staying on plan. Good luck to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4492684910666968208?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4492684910666968208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4492684910666968208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4492684910666968208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4492684910666968208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-last-day-of-detox_18.html' title='Our last day of detox!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6901398508663830078</id><published>2007-04-18T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T23:03:04.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>Our last day of detox!</title><content type='html'>So this was the last day. Feels anticlimatic and I'm not sure what will happen tomorrow.  I hope I will be able to keep myself on this path of healthy eating. I'm feeling unsure about it....a bad place to be for me as that's when *fat leslie* comes out to play - can't stand her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a great weekend lined up consisting of my book club on Friday, a pedicure on Saturday and my 'moms night out' group on Sunday so I will be trying to have fun and indulge a bit while staying on plan. Good luck to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6901398508663830078?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6901398508663830078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6901398508663830078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6901398508663830078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6901398508663830078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-last-day-of-detox.html' title='Our last day of detox!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3588518534349295748</id><published>2007-04-16T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:13:08.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>the day after.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the fast went fantastically!! My husband and I didn't eat anything all day, but we did drink on the hour every hour - alternating between water and a special juice that's supposed to help detox. Unbelievably (REALLY unbelievably) we didn't feel hungry AT ALL all day. We planned a bunch of work to do around the house and we were active all day either working or playing with the kids, and when we went to bed at 11:30 we both looked at each other and said "it's so weird, I'm not even hungry!". The hardest part was remembering NOT to eat when making meals and snacks for Maya - it's amazing how many times you eat in a day - licking off a spoon, licking your fingers, tasting for hotness, etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the weirdest thing was that today I still didn't feel hungry and just didn't feel like eating. I had to force down breakfast and all day I kept forgetting that I was allowed to eat and taste things. I had really gotten into the mindset I guess! So we are now in the 3 day sequel - back to clean eating with some additional probiotic foods (yogurt and sauerkraut) to refresh the good bacteria in the stomach. As of Thursday we'll be back to 'normal' (whatever that is!) and all in all, I've lost 11 pounds and Marius 14 (course he just has to think about losing weight and he loses 5 pounds) - since last Sunday. We'll see if I can keep it off and keep going!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book above is the detox we've being following.... AL Gittleman is the author of the Fat Flush Plan which I've found very helpful in choosing core foods to eat and supplements to take - I recommend it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3588518534349295748?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3588518534349295748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3588518534349295748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3588518534349295748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3588518534349295748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/day-after.html' title='the day after.....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3372728264045962260</id><published>2007-04-14T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:57:43.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>gearing up...</title><content type='html'>... for our juice fast tomorrow... yikes! I'm actually quite excited about it, but Marius isn't... keeps moaning and groaning. I've been trying to figure out WHY I'm excited, and I think it's because I've felt so in *control* of my eating this week.... and waddaya know - I really enjoy it! Every single thing I've ever put into my mouth has been a choice... so essentially I accept that I have *chosen* to be fat. Most of the time I just feel so out of control of my eating and have such crazy cravings, that to feel at peace with that part of my life is unusual but wonderful. To choose not to eat anything is pretty huge (most people just look at us weird) but maybe (just maybe) this cleanse will help get my mind prepared for the next year of (hopefully) controlled eating. Maybe one day choosing to eat well won't be such a huge deal - hopefully it will be habit. And also, hopefully choosing to eat something not-so-great won't send me into a guilt-ridden tailspinned binge!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning to do some spring cleaning tomorrow (and napping when the kids are napping) so that we keep busy. We'll probably do said spring cleaning separately as I predict major crankiness :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3372728264045962260?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3372728264045962260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3372728264045962260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3372728264045962260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3372728264045962260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/gearing-up.html' title='gearing up...'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-319352496269373910</id><published>2007-04-13T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T23:46:24.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my adorable kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>"Thank you very much mommy"</title><content type='html'>I never knew how much my heart would swell upon hearing these words from my daughter.... I just don't know if she can get any sweeter! It's important to me that my kids are polite, but she does go a bit overboard sometimes... today she thanked me for going upstairs to get her brother ...I guess she was thankful the crying was going to end! Anyway, I'm just so proud of her and her good Canadian manners :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cleanse front, today was a hard day.... could have easily have said 'screw it' and gone out for a burger or eaten all the chocolate we have on hand to reward Maya for going pee on the potty. That chocolate (smarties and mini-eggs) is sitting on the top of the fridge and usually I would have eaten it already and then probably gone out to replace it so that no one would know... however up until today I could even forget it was there. Thankfully I was able to get through the urge to eat everything in sight and stuck to the *plan*. We're gearing up for our juice fast on Sunday - I wonder how hard THAT will be?!....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-319352496269373910?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/319352496269373910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=319352496269373910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/319352496269373910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/319352496269373910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you-very-much-mommy.html' title='&quot;Thank you very much mommy&quot;'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-803373375734574908</id><published>2007-04-12T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T21:20:30.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>I believe....</title><content type='html'>... that my body WANTS to be thin... that if I feed it the right stuff and help it along with exercise, that it will naturally metabolize and get rid of the extra fat. I feel that this theory is supported by how I'm doing right now on this cleanse as I'm eating good food, exercising and adding in a few liver and colon-cleansing foods. My stomach is smaller, I FEEL lighter, I'm not overcome with my usual cravings for sugar, my moods are even (ie: not super-bitch then nice wife in the same minute :P), I've lost a lot of inches AND I've lost 9 pounds. All this in just 5 short days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly don't expect the weight loss to continue to be this drastic, and I know I'm losing a lot because i have a LOT to lose, but it does wonders for the old psyche and self-esteem :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marius is out for a second night in a row..... last night out for dinner with a client and tonight out playing volleyball and is currently at the pub. However, he's not having that much fun since it's hard to find things on menus that you are 'allowed' to have. So although it's hard to be a single mom all day and night, at least I know he's not out scarfing down nachos or something :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-803373375734574908?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/803373375734574908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=803373375734574908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/803373375734574908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/803373375734574908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-believe.html' title='I believe....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-5616604873895028461</id><published>2007-04-11T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:24:00.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>I'm addicted...</title><content type='html'>... to facebook! I can't get off it....and it's driving Marius crazy!! Just today I think I reunited with at least 6 people from high school that I haven't talked to in almost 20 years!! crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 'cleanse' front, I'm doing great.. I'm down another 1 1/2 pounds and my track pants are literally falling off me (of course they're really old track pants and I wore them all through my pregnancy - but still, it's nice to have pants 'falling off me'!). I can really feel that I've shrunk.. regardless of how much I weigh - I feel lighter - SUCH a great change from the bloated, full, heavy feeling I usually feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel hungry, in fact I don't even feel like eating most of the time. It's amazing when you eat 'clean' and cut out the junk how full you can feel. Usually I always 'feel' hungry - but I know it's a psychological hunger for sugar. Also a physiological hunger for sugar for sure, but now that I've cut it out of my diet, my body isn't craving it. Plus, I ate more today than I usually do - just all clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go make our special cleansing tea :) ...oh, and get back to facebook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-5616604873895028461?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/5616604873895028461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=5616604873895028461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5616604873895028461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/5616604873895028461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m addicted...'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2071781415739085168</id><published>2007-04-10T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:11:28.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>Day 3...</title><content type='html'>...and I still feel great! Obviously I'm craving tons... especially my sugar, but I don't really feel hungry and I've been able to put the chocolate gremlins out of my mind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this morning I have lost 7 pounds. This is quite meaningless in terms of actual weight loss because I know my body is getting rid of a lot of 'stuff' that's been stored up and anytime I reduce my calorie intake and cut out all the 'bad' stuff I experience rapid weight loss in that first week. At least no one can say it's all 'water weight' since I've been drinking over 3 litres a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to see what the rest of the week brings and I feel like I've kick-started a new beginning in my weight loss journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2071781415739085168?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2071781415739085168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2071781415739085168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2071781415739085168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2071781415739085168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/day-3.html' title='Day 3...'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4329968314828171</id><published>2007-04-09T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:11:17.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>2nd day...</title><content type='html'>Today I feel great!! Marius not so much - he's having major caffeine withdrawal headaches and feels really weak. I always find it interesting to see how the body heals itself when it has the chance to (when we're not shoving it full of junk). It can be uncomfortable to release all the toxins in your trillions of cells, but I've found that it's always worth it in the end. The best article I've read about this is found at: &lt;a href="http://drbass.com/symptoms.html"&gt;http://drbass.com/symptoms.html&lt;/a&gt;. It's describes what happens in your body when you detox ... what an eye-opener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I feel quite good because I've been eating healthier and avoiding sugar and refined carbs anyway (and I've never been a coffee drinker - I get my caffeine from chocolate!), and so I'm not experiencing as many symptoms as Marius. Plus I'm eating a lot so I don't feel hungry. However I have to say that those darn chocolate easter eggs that my Aunt gave my daughter yesterday are calling my name. For me not to eat them is a feat in itself, so I'll just celebrate that today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4329968314828171?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4329968314828171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4329968314828171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4329968314828171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4329968314828171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/2nd-day.html' title='2nd day...'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4647050461393256249</id><published>2007-04-08T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:10:59.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleanse'/><title type='text'>Cleaning 'house'</title><content type='html'>So my husband and I started a 2 week cleanse today... figured we're doing a huge spring clean and de-cluttering of the house this month, why not include our bodies! It's not a very hard one as you eat healthy while adding in some liver and colon-cleansing foods and then don't eat any sugar, sweeteners, alcohol, gluten, wheat, refined carbs, fats (except olive and flax oil) and dairy. Surprisingly, there's still a lot of choice and we're not feeling hungry. My husband's been interested in doing one for a while but I couldnt as I was still breastfeeding.. now that Matt has decided that 'breast is NOT best'! i'm free to do anything I want to my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited about this... i'm hoping it will kick-start further weight loss and get me on the right path. I've done them before and I always feel so great and 'clean' afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also finally ordered my Treadclimber on Thursday and I'm SO excited.. I find it so hard to get out and exercise with 2 kids, and being able to do it at home will be so convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eating has been terrible these past few weeks so here's hoping I get back on track!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4647050461393256249?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4647050461393256249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4647050461393256249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4647050461393256249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4647050461393256249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/04/cleaning-house.html' title='Cleaning &apos;house&apos;'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4042106246728065802</id><published>2007-03-20T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:09:41.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weigh-in'/><title type='text'>Getting over my scale woes</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'm over it. I'm going to keep my new scale and just go with what it says. I tried changing numbers to reflect the difference, but I just ended up feeling like I was cheating or something. I figure in the long term, I won't care about a discrepency in March '07!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going back to only weighing myself twice a week- Thursday and Monday. Thursday to make sure I'm on track - Monday as my official WI. The only problem is that I have to weigh myself in our dining room on our laminate floor - everywhere else is either carpeted or tiled and I've found the scale is inconsistent on tiles. We have windows everywhere, so I have to find the one spot where I can't be seen, quickly undress, weigh and get dressed again. RIDICULOUS what we do in the name of weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new scale weighs me in at 274. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is ok with me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4042106246728065802?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4042106246728065802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4042106246728065802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4042106246728065802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4042106246728065802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/getting-over-my-scale-woes.html' title='Getting over my scale woes'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-4318135504613913529</id><published>2007-03-15T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:44:02.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my not-so-nice new scale</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this great new digital scale I bought it causing me GREAT concern in that it is reading 7 pounds heavier than my old analog/dial one!!! 7 freakin pounds! What do I do with that? Do I really have to go back to being 7 pounds heavier than I thought I was and just wait til my weight loss catches up with my current numbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i step on my lovely new scale, grimace, and then run to my old relic and breathe easier. It's especially bad because I am down 3 pounds according to my old scale and ALMOST into the 260s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that maybe I should change all my numbers by adding 7 pounds to them... or maybe I should just take it back! The reason behind buying it in the first place so that I wouldn't be able to 'guesstimate' my losses/gains... hard to argue with 271.2 :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-4318135504613913529?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/4318135504613913529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=4318135504613913529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4318135504613913529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/4318135504613913529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-not-so-nice-new-scale.html' title='my not-so-nice new scale'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-6035313881772740400</id><published>2007-03-12T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:34:12.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW SCALE!</title><content type='html'>I finally broke down and bought a digital scale 2 days ago. I have an old analog one and it was just too easy to 'guess' my weight.. especially if I was off just a pound. Now I have one that measures to the .5 so there's no guessing (or denial) involved! The downside to this nice new shiny scale is that it weighs me 3 pounds heavier than my old one. Maybe it's cause it's my TOM - I'll guess we'll see next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't do too well with the eating.. i started off good with my porridge as usual, had a quick meal of soup, chicken and 1/2 grapefruit... but then didnt eat til i got home from work around 7pm. So much for 5 meals a day every 3-4 hours! Oh well at least i ate well for supper (chicken, yam fries and brocoli). Oh and then 2 fat free/sugar free yogurts. Oh and I didn't eat all my water.. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am SOOOO thankful that I am in my last week of work!!!! YAAAAAAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-6035313881772740400?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/6035313881772740400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=6035313881772740400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6035313881772740400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/6035313881772740400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-scale.html' title='A NEW SCALE!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7450676491829340235</id><published>2007-03-11T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:30:08.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ProgressPictures'/><title type='text'>PROGRESS PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY PROGRESS SO FAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL TAKE A PICTURE FOR EVERY 20 POUNDS LOST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;290 pounds&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RoPhZoOqr_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/FBARXg-Dhmg/s1600-h/290+-+Jan+2007+back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081152635015966706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RoPhZoOqr_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/FBARXg-Dhmg/s320/290+-+Jan+2007+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040895785312045746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RfTcAklJyrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eFRXezxAA2c/s320/290+-+Jan+9++front.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I took this picture when I started my new way of eating/living on January 9th, 2007. I had already lost 30 pounds since giving birth. This is a shirt that I just LOVED when I saw it in the store... knew it would look ridiculous on me now, but I thought I'd take all my progress pics in it until it looked like it was supposed to (LOOK at those boobs)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;320 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RfTbZ0lJyqI/AAAAAAAAADs/UFtwWXuUsEs/s1600-h/Oct+18++050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040895119592114850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RfTbZ0lJyqI/AAAAAAAAADs/UFtwWXuUsEs/s320/Oct+18++050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Highest weight EVER! Taken October 18, 2007, the day before Matthew was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fact that I was 10 months pregnant is NO EXCUSE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7450676491829340235?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7450676491829340235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7450676491829340235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7450676491829340235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7450676491829340235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/progress-pics_11.html' title='PROGRESS PICS'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RoPhZoOqr_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/FBARXg-Dhmg/s72-c/290+-+Jan+2007+back.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-1179741982988199070</id><published>2007-03-11T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T22:51:32.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconnecting</title><content type='html'>Today I received an email from an old friend... and when I say old, i mean junior high and high school - like 19 years ago!! We lost touch after highschool - i don't remember why, but i have always felt guilty about it as I believe it was me who stopped talking for some reason. I've thought about her lots over the years but always felt too embarrassed to get in touch. Well it turns out she feels the same way - like it was HER fault. SO SILLY... we could have been friends all this while!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in touch with her through classmates. I finally caved in and joined as i really want to connect with old friends - and voila - look what happened on the first day as a member!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of me getting over myself and my fears of rejection. I dont want to live with regrets about past relationships anymore, and so this is one way of dealing with that... working good so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for all my wonderful, supportive, caring friends - I love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-1179741982988199070?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/1179741982988199070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=1179741982988199070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1179741982988199070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/1179741982988199070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/reconnecting.html' title='Reconnecting'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3771370177374531262</id><published>2007-03-08T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:57:47.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What will I look like....</title><content type='html'>when I've lost all this extra weight? It's a weird question. I think that after losing 160 pounds that I will look very different. But I still can't visualize. Will I look younger? Like when I was 16? I was thin then... but I've aged, so I know I'll look different from that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very strange question and I was thinking about it as I brushed my teeth. I was going to ask Marius what he thought, and then chickened out... silly me, still don't like drawing his attention to my weight. Like he doesn't notice every time he looks at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait see what I will look like. Me but with cheekbones I guess! We'll just have to wait and see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you husband for loving me no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3771370177374531262?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3771370177374531262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3771370177374531262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3771370177374531262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3771370177374531262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-will-i-look-like.html' title='What will I look like....'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-2275902290486139673</id><published>2007-03-07T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:01:22.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just cause I feel good about it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RfJjzklJynI/AAAAAAAAACc/ENhUyvcSH5s/s1600-h/Mar+9+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040200670624991858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="175" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RfJjzklJynI/AAAAAAAAACc/ENhUyvcSH5s/s320/Mar+9+055.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm posting this picture to prove (to myself) that I CAN take a good picture these days... although to avoid the horror of the double chin I took it from 'above'... a little trick you might be familiar with :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could, I would get anyone taking a picture of me to stand on a stair, their tiptoes or that the very least, hold the camera up high above their head. How sad is that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got my hair cut (it's been a year!) and had the stylist straighten it for me - LOVE having straight hair. So much so, that when Marius asked if I was going to go for a walk tomorrow morning, I had to really think about it... was it worth losing the straightness?!!! Sad sad - he knew exactly what I was thinking too - he knows me way too well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For today anyway, I'm thankful for my 'kicky' straight hair. Hope it looks ok curly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-2275902290486139673?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/2275902290486139673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=2275902290486139673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2275902290486139673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/2275902290486139673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-cause-i-feel-good-about-it.html' title='Just cause I feel good about it!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/RfJjzklJynI/AAAAAAAAACc/ENhUyvcSH5s/s72-c/Mar+9+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-113916053923410815</id><published>2007-03-05T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T23:32:41.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M A T T H E W - my little angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Re0X1wwWtFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Cw6oBrxZf14/s1600-h/Mar+5+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038709770485675090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Re0X1wwWtFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Cw6oBrxZf14/s320/Mar+5+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's my baby... little Matt is 41/2 months old and most of the time is my little angel :) The other times, well I've learned to work around those times!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wasn't sure about having a son. So far, the experience has exceeded my expectations... he's just so sweet and just loves his Mommy's affections. Maybe because Maya has always been SO independent, and could give or take hugs and kisses; that it's so wonderful to have this little guy love being held and cuddled. I had heard that little boys love their mommies, and it's such a blessing to be his mom. I can't wait for our relationship to expand and flourish as he grows and matures. I hope we are always close.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I am thankful for my son - I can't believe how lucky I am to have him in my life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-113916053923410815?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/113916053923410815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=113916053923410815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/113916053923410815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/113916053923410815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/m-t-t-h-e-w-my-little-angel.html' title='M A T T H E W - my little angel'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D3GP2yBCCik/Re0X1wwWtFI/AAAAAAAAACU/Cw6oBrxZf14/s72-c/Mar+5+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7830696669135867325</id><published>2007-03-02T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T00:38:31.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress Pics!</title><content type='html'>I just put pictures of me on this site!!! Talk about scary .... but GOOD FOR ME for having the courage to do it - it will be fun to see how I change :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7830696669135867325?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7830696669135867325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7830696669135867325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7830696669135867325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7830696669135867325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/progress-pics.html' title='Progress Pics!'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7072321349029564540</id><published>2007-03-01T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:26:11.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabotaging'/><title type='text'>Ways I sabotage myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here are some of the ways I sabotage my weight loss/health gain (I'm sure there are more - I came up with these one night as I was journalling):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'I'm going to start tomorrow, so I should pig out today (ie. it's my last chance to EVER eat junk!)'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'I screwed up so I should just pig out for the rest of the day'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'I was so good yesterday, I deserve to treat myself today'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'I lost weight last week even though I cheated, so obviously I can do this by cheating'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'I've had a hard day, so I deserve a treat'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'If I can't do it "perfectly" or "all the way", then just don't bother doing it at all (ie. I can't devote 20 m inutes to stretch, so it's not worth it)'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Making unrealistic promises (like telling myself that I will NEVER eat a certain food) which perpetuates the cycle of lies, distrust and not believing in myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will examine and analyze each of these at another time - just writing them down is enlightening!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7072321349029564540?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7072321349029564540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7072321349029564540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7072321349029564540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7072321349029564540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/ways-i-sabotage-myself.html' title='Ways I sabotage myself'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-3482061261594642271</id><published>2007-03-01T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:48:57.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This too shall pass</title><content type='html'>Today was just one of those days. I've had quite a few of them in the last 4 months... a day where both kids are cranky and I have no patience. I know that their moods feed off of mine, so the best thing I can do is to just take a deep breath and relax and put a smile and my 'sweet mommy' voice on, and usually I can do that, but today it was damn hard! Especially without my drugs (junk food). Usually I would head straight for the junk stash as soon as I had both of them in bed, but I'm proud of myself that I didn't. Not that I ate 'on plan', but at least it was healthy. However, this was made easier by the fact that I have no junk in the house. But I'm proud of that too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew is still clawing at his head whenever he is even a tiny bit tired (or I try to breastfeed him). SO fun trying to persuade a screaming baby to suck your nipple - talk about rejection and feeling defeated! However, as I've told him many times, unfortunately for him, I'm too stubborn to give up, and so we sit there as long as it takes for him to get enough milk to feel full. I'm hoping that one day we will have a nice relaxing breastfeed without swaddling and screaming. SO jealous of the moms whose kids find breastfeeding SOOTHING. Not my little Matty, and not Maya either. Oh well, as the title says, 'This too shall pass'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - since I started this blog to in part be truthful to myself (which is easy now since I'm the only one reading this!), I am confessing a weakness. I NEVER do this. It's VERY scary for me to put this in actual words where someone could read it. It would mean I would be revealed as the fraud I feel I am. Anyway, blah blah - enough of the stalling tactics! Tonight I had to go and get a prescription filled for Matty's scratching problem, and I bought chocolate at Shoppers. I really didn't want to, but the loud fat voice in me (I need to give this voice a name) won out.. I blame it on the fact that I had to hang around for 10 minutes. But that's just a lame excuse. One day I hope that my loud fat voice (lofavo?) will be quieted and my true self's voice will ring loud and clear - I hope i can't shut that voice up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-3482061261594642271?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/3482061261594642271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=3482061261594642271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3482061261594642271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/3482061261594642271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-too-shall-pass.html' title='This too shall pass'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767381434773927662.post-7286932673082644778</id><published>2007-02-27T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:41:39.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, why not I guess! I've been adding a whole bunch of tools to my weight loss 'repertoire' and I just read an article in Oprah magazine about how online blogging is helping thousands of women lose weight, and thought, 'well, here's one more tool I can use'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So here goes. My first post. I will start this blog officially with this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I believe in me and I will succeed because I'm worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You go girl!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5767381434773927662-7286932673082644778?l=weigh-les.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/feeds/7286932673082644778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5767381434773927662&amp;postID=7286932673082644778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7286932673082644778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767381434773927662/posts/default/7286932673082644778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weigh-les.blogspot.com/2007/02/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>Leslie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03650689662867132655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t214/lesliesegal/Mar9055.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
