The Progress...vol.1..

Let me start by saying that the secret is out - I'm officially too fat for my scale to tell me how much I need to lose before my "due date" on September 9th, 2010! How about it?! Soooo - instead of just guessing, I'll start my tracker from my last known weight back in May 2009 - so stay tuned..

F.Y.I

Got some interesting news from a friend today. Back in late June/early July a family member of a friend was called in to a group meeting with other potential patients for a GBy - at Privathospitalet Mølholm.

Today I was told that only 2 weeks ago she went through GBy surgery...about 2 months after her initial meeting with her own practicing MD and her first meeting with the private clinic.

From what I'm told, she was sent home the day after surgery and now after 2 weeks - she has lost about 6 kg (13.2 lbs) and feels fantastic...

Her weight was way less than mine - so this is my question: What will happen to me..?! I have all hope - hope is all I have....

Weekend......

....nothing more - nothing less...

Oh boy, have I been waiting for this weekend more than any other weekend. It started on Tuesday - I truly felt like it should've been Thursday already- and yeah, that's a long way from weekend!

Also - only two weeks until I'm off for three weeks.. I need time off - desperately...

Two Weeks Notice

Sooo - two weeks from today and I'll know what my future brings! I feel on track diet-wise and I'm happy - really happy. I called Hamlet yesterday - needed to find out if I could bring someone along for the consult - I can. I'm bringing my folks and a dear friend - this way I think I'm covered in a sort of we-won't-miss-anything-the-doctors-say-way!! Haha..

Anyway - TWOOO WEEEEKS!

The Good Girl Syndrome

Sunday night already?! I really dislike Sunday nights...BAAAH!

Anyway - it's been one of those days ... or more like, it's been a good day with a weak moment.

Explanation:
It's the 7th day of yet another week "on track" - was invited out to brunch this morning (which I love..) and as usual I'd packed my own food. Yes, I sort my own food for all outings! Reason? Because I need to be in control of what I eat - if I want to reach my goal(s), I HAVE to have control...Should be very simple - although in theory only..

The weak moment didn't happen until I got home... I really wanted to just skip the diet and run to get some sweets, cake, chips or whatever I could get my hands on and then skip dinner and get some take-out.. I mean REALLY  I wanted to! I know this might sound a little scary to some of you - cause you might feel like you don't know me - am I'm only trying to tell you what life is like living with obesity.

Luckily a dear friend of mine (my sponsor from time to time?!) was online and I just had to reach out. She immediately told me what I already knew and also needed to hear - my thoughts are the product of me feeling like I deserve getting a reward for being a "good girl" all day.The reward being any kind of food... I need to find another way to reward myself. However, this pattern is excruciating difficult to break. It's a note to oneself that I've come this far, because not too long ago I would give in to this unbearable craving and subsequently punish myself for giving in. Punishing myself with comfort-food. See the downward spiral?

Instead of craving in I made myself a blueberry smoothie and just relaxed on my couched. What did I eat for dinner? Salmon and cauliflower.. so no harm, no foul..

The Lone Star State

Everything is bigger and better in Texas - Yeeehaa..! Oh boy - how I miss litstening to Sunny 99.1 at night, while lying in bed thinking about life in the U.S. and the family back home. Recently I got 2 boxes full of stuff from my "past life" - pictures, letters, newsclips etc.. I'm planning on going through it all in a few weeks - will save it for my holidays.

How cool would it be to find old pics and post them on the blog?! Yay.

Ireland Revisited

In less than a month I'll be going back to visit friends in Ireland - Cork to be more exact! Haven't seen them since I left on Sept. 18th, 2001..(Yeah, let that one sit for a minute!). Heck, I haven't been back to Ireland at all for the past 9 years!! Which is a relatively long time for a country that's just a few hours away by plane..hmm..haven't been to London either..which is something I'd really like to do.

Anyway - I truly can't believe I'm going back - it's gonna be interesting to see how much of Cork City I remember. I have a lot of fond memories from those 15 months - still remember the day I arrived and jumped into a cab at the airport. Thought I had my English vocabulary down, considering my year in Texas - just until the cabbie asked: "Wher' yo' off to, luv?" Eh, HUH?? Well, luckily I got the hang of the 'twang' fairly quickly.