Wednesday, January 17, 2007

A Fascinating First

Sometime after my disc herniation, I decided that weighing myself and worrying about dieting would be pretty pointless when I couldn’t do too much about it.  I was stuck being fairly sedentary and decided to mostly not care for a while.  I got some comfortable pants and quit weighing myself.  I’m still in quite a bit of pain when I do the slightest bit of physical activity, like, oh, walking.  I was doing well in physical therapy, but had to quit when it made my bladder worse.  Anyway, today I weighed myself and I’ve lost ten pounds.  Without trying.  Without changing my diet.  In my life, I have never lost weight without trying.  In fact, occasionally I’ve managed to not lose much weight even when I was trying.  I discovered a surefire method to weight loss - paralyzing anxiety & stress.  I’ve never been one of those people who gets a little depressed and loses their appetite.  In fact, sometimes the opposite.  However, I appear to have tipped the scale, so to speak, to feeling so stressed out that it’s made me occasionally nauseous, to where I lose my appetite.  Some of the nauseousness is from the pain meds, which several times a week make me feel kind of queasy and not wanting to eat.  The moderately severe reflux affects my appetite sometimes too.  So, anyway, I lost ten pounds.  Yay!  I don’t recommend the method though.  Still, I’m thinking that since I’ve gotten a good start at getting back to where my regular pants (versus my super fat ‘n comfy pants) fit, I may as well keep going.  At least to where I have pants choices, not just my fat pants, which to be honest are way too baggy on me.  I can take them off without unbuttoning or unzipping them.  Hmm, maybe I should try on some of my other pants because there’s a good possibility that something in my closet fits me now.

Updated:  I tried on some pants in the closet and they fit.  Whoo hoo, now I have at least two pairs of jeans to wear.  Another fifteen pounds and all but my dream weight pants will fit.  Cool.

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1. Congrats on the 10lbs, that’s awesome news.  I’m jealous…

   Lisa W.  on  01/17  at  07:11 AM

2. The weight loss is nice, but I’d rather keep the weight and lose the stress.  Although, if I’m going to be super stressed, I’d rather I lost weight than gained it.  So, there’s that, I guess.

   Flippy  on  01/17  at  07:46 AM

3. OK - fair - although I have lost some weight I still have 15 pounds to go.  I thought I was the most stressed out person of all time—- for me it will have to be the bike or the treadmill.  Getting back into pants that you really like is great.  I have 3 pair of jeans that fit - and a ton that I love that don’t - OK - today is the day - I think :
   Ilona

   Ilona  on  01/17  at  10:27 AM

4. no, no - I wrote OK fair - it’s OK NOT FAIR!

   Ilona  on  01/17  at  10:28 AM

5. I think you should write a best-selling diet book on weight loss through stress. Although then you’d have tons of money and maybe not be stressed and then gain weight, so it’s an idea not without complications.

   Helly  on  01/17  at  12:18 PM

6. Helly’s got a good point there.  I hope you stay so nervous and anxiety-ridden that the next fifteen pounds just melt away.  May I suggest: borrow a large amount of money from a loan shark, or maybe a gang-affiliated drug dealer.  Or maybe get involved in an extra-marital affair that will necesitate constant lying to cover your every move.  Or embezzle something, get caught, then run from the law.  Hope that helps.

   Nancy  on  01/17  at  09:06 PM

7. Ilona - your fat is my skinny.  So, shut up, man.  Oh, and I can’t fit into my happy thin pants yet, just a cheap pair of Old Navy men’s pants.  Men’s pants are SO much cheaper usually, and sometimes fit normally.  I didn’t wear any men’s pants until I noticed that all of the women’s shorts at Old Navy were made for teeny women who like short-shorts.  Blech.  So I walked over to the men’s side of the store and found super comfy long shorts.

   Helly - hmm, that’s a good idea.  If we just fleshed it out a little bit, we could have one of those weight loss parody books.

   Nancy - I’m not sure I could take this level of stress long enough to lose the next fifteen pounds.  Hey, do you think a loan shark would loan me money?  That would be handy.  Embezzling?  Sadly, I’ve no one to embezzle from.   My employer who sends payments lives somewhere in Montana, the President of the company lives in NY or CT, and I think my immediate boss lives in NJ.  I’ve never met any of them and they pay by Paypal.  There’s no chance to embezzle.  (Dear Employers, if you’re reading, we’re just joking.  I wouldn’t embezzle, even if I, you know, could)  In order to do it on a big scale, I guess I needed to be in charge of one of our local hospitals.  It was raided yesterday because the CEO apparently gave his frat buddies, in another state, lots of money for doing nothing.  Stupid.  At least Halliburton is doing something.  It makes the theft harder to find.

   Flippy  on  01/18  at  04:50 AM

8. i read this yesterday and didn’t comment because i was equal parts jealous, worried about you and happy for you.

   after a day?  i think i’m just jealous.
   ; )

   sincerely,
   big momma

   Susie  on  01/18  at  10:25 AM

9. You should be more worried than jealous.  You just had a baby, so you can’t expect to fit into all your smaller clothes yet.

   Big Momma, heh.  I’m probably still bigger than you an your post kid popping out weight.

   Flippy  on  01/21  at  06:33 PM

10. You know, you say you’re fat, but you don’t look it in the photos you’ve posted at flickr.  Which leaves me to wonder, are you the REAL Flippy Odegard, or just an imposter, posting someone else’s pictures?  Because sometimes? People on the internet? Lie!

    Nancy  on  01/21  at  07:18 PM

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