I'm Italian...wtf is wheat pasta and vegetable sauce?!?!?

On the BFL diet you can have wheat pasta and vegetable sauce...pretty neat I think..But..I'm Italian...who the hell eats wheat pasta..its fraud i tell ya...vegetable sauce..puh-lease...white grain pasta and dad's thick homemade meat sauce and meat-a-balls!! ....Oh yeah...that yummy..mouth watering food ultimately got me here in the first place...sigh...so here it goes...Vegetable sauce is cooking..wheat pasta is soaking....i somewhat lost interest in pasta...uh....ok here it goes...strainer out, check...sauce holder...check...plate...check..fork..check...mouth experiencing something my heritage probably frowns upon...check...SWEET BABY JESUS...not bad...not bad at all...yeah..pretty good...sauce is different but yeah taste explosion..cant really taste the difference in the pasta..texture is a tad different......ok time to scarf this down and get ready for work...till next time..xoxox

Bittersweet moment

My routine everyone is wake up, pee, and weigh myself. I'd be ecstatic one day or depressed another depending on the number. I was venting to a good friend of mine who told me to start weighing myself only once a week.  Ya, that's going to be hard.  On Monday I did my normal routine...on Tuesday I stood and stared at the scale. While staring, I texted my friend and told her I was going insane and standing at the foot of my scale. With her kind words he talked me off the scale lol. Around 0300 Wed morning, I got this sudden 2nd wind, I started cleaning, laundry, went for a run. When I was putting my clothes away in my closet I found a pair of American Eagle capris that I loved; I must have hid them since the weight gain. For shits and giggles, I tired the capris on. When the waist of the capri went past my lower thighs I started freaking....I kept pulling them up past my upper thigh...HOLY SHIT...the capri are up!! 3....2...1...the button closes,,,we have a touch down. I started jumping around my room like 13 year old bustin out NSYNC dance moves. Those capris started a 3 hours chain reaction of digging out my old clothes. Pair after pair, one by one...things are starting to fit again!!! I put alot of clothes that didn't fit me away in other closets in the house. Well, I found Theo clothes...90% still had tags on them...YUP semi new wardrobe!! My friend gave me some of her old clothe that she doesn't wear anymore since she has just lost 25lbs with me and now those fit me!!! Thursday night my neighbor and I went on a walk around 915pm. We walked the outer circle by where we live and measures about 1.2 miles a lap. Ya we stopped walking at 0015 hours. We just kept yapping and lapping and lost track of time. I wish I knew how far we walked ...geezz for that time...we had to at least walked 8 laps maybe more. Damn my hips were hurting and FYI wear socks with shoes if you plan on walking that much...owwwiee

new meal plan...

Today starts body for life challenege, its going to be interesting how I'm going to eat this way at work. But will see.

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new goal...

I use to weigh myself everyday and ponder the scale....new goal....5 day weigh-ins!!

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its a numbers game...

Sooo I want to post some before and after pics, but to be honest I'm still really embarrassed at the pics and the numbers of my results....uhh

An end to a new begining!

It was May 2, 2011, two weeks before my 25th birthday; I had a scheduled a visit with my doctor because I just didn't feel good. I walked in the office, made my rounds with the girls that work there and she called my name. Walking down the hallway to the dreaded weigh-in room; I started to get tunnel vision. The wall felt as if they were closing in on me, my heart pounding, here I go. I stepped on the scale, I see the nurse move the 50lb bar over(one more than usual), I became faint and jumped off the scale. I said let me take my shoes off. Little do I know, I'm wearing my usual black sandals, (yeah that'll take off the pounds dumbass). I closed my eyes as she attempted to get the bar to hold steady. I saw the number and tears just started streaming down my face. I couldn't believe it, it finally hit me that I was at the heaviest I have ever been. I'm 24, I didn't need another set back in life. SO as I sit in the cold, room alone waiting for my doctor, my life seemed to have flashed through my head and everything I could have done to prevent this. My doctor walked in, sat down next to me and grabbed my hand. Oh yeah the tears started streaming.  I still remember the words she whispered to me..."Let's bring Jessica back". We talked for over an hour about life, work, my relationship with Kevin and the old me. We also went over my blood results and she pointed me in the direction of supplements to get the ball rolling of this new change....

To be continued...