Hazy Saturday Morning

I went Zumba-ing with my friend Morgan yesterday and then we went out to eat with our husbands at Buffalo Wild Wings. I'm going to have to learn a couple of things in my attempt to make real lifestyle changes. At the top of the list? Buffalo Wild Wings does not work for me.

It's time I get serious about this losing weight thing. I've changed a lot of my eating habits so that I'm not eating crazy stuff anymore, but I need to be more careful when I go out to eat. AND, and this is the one that kills me every time, I'm really going to have to devote myself to exercise. Zumba is no big deal. Since I have a buddy there, I have to go. But the other two days a week I SHOULD be exercising? Yeah...I pretty well do nothing. It's time to bite the bullet. If I really want to show big losses on the Biggest Loser thing, I'm going to need to get going.

I wonder how many calories I used to burn worrying about clothes, boys and makeup? It must've been a lot, because I'm significantly fatter now than I used to be. Can I legitimately blame my husband for a lot of that? I mean, if not for him, I would still be worrying about clothes, boys and makeup, right?

It's Been One Week

It's been a long week--stuck at home in the middle of a snow storm that wasn't nearly as bad as the ice we got last year. I wish I felt more motivated when I had this time. Instead, I feel like laying in bed and reading. Or sitting in the bathtub and reading. Or laying on the couch and reading. Of course, none of those things means stuff around my house gets done, and even fewer of them help with the weight loss goals I've set for this year.

Why is it easier to stay on track when you are on a schedule? This is nothing I've been able to figure out, but it certainly leads me to a healthy fear/respect of that open summer vacation I'll be looking at in a few months. So far I gained 1/2 lb after a weekend retreat--and the first weigh-in we had during our Biggest Loser competition at school. We didn't get to weigh-in this week due to the snow storm, but I'm hoping to see an 8% loss next week. Is that unrealistic thinking? Possibly, but that goal will hopefully drive me when I want to stare into the fridge for the 14 millionth time...