Showing posts with label Weight loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Weight loss. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

What the f%$^ Joelle?

Last night as I sat my ass on the couch covered in blankets with my empty ice cream mug next to me, and oh yeah, having not gone to the gym, I had the Biggest Loser on tv for background noise. I hear screaming through the speakers, "what the f&$&^ Joelle? Dig Joelle. What the f*#&^% Joelle!!!" My name is not very common and is still fairly unusual, so I was stunned to hear this, stunned to look up and see an obese black woman getting screamed by her trainer Bob. I could instantly see her pain, and felt like he was yelling at me for skipping the gym! In my own defense I ran 4 miles on Sunday, and 2 yesterday with an extra 20 minutes on the elliptical. Tomorrow I plan on running at least 4 miles as well, so I'm considering this my rest day, complete with ice cream and snuggling with Bailey under blankets.

Sometimes I wish I could be a contestant on this show. Have a personal trainer and nutritionist follow me around, and literally scream in my face if I'm not doing enough sit ups or putting too much butter on my toast. I remember in high school going to volleyball practice for 2 hours almost every night. And after I blew my knee out I'd go to our community center and run on the track. It wasn't even a second thought, I just did it. Now I feel nauseous as I schlep to the gym.

Oprah's big push recently has been to live your best life and the most important thing she says to do is to put yourself back on your "to do" list. In our society, and by that I mean, the non-Hollywood society, it seems almost selfish to have ourselves on our to do list. In what is the monotony of every day life; dealing with stress, work, money, infertility, kids, pets, we often forget to think about ourselves. OURSELVES! We need to remember to put ourselves back on the list by taking a bubble bath once a week with candles and good book, or a yoga class, working out, or just giving ourselves an at home facial. I have already signed up for an indoor mini triathlon in February and that's what I'm doing to put myself back on the list. Since most of us don't have the luxury of quitting our lives and being a contestant on the Biggest Loser, we need ot put our own selves back on that to-do list!

Now I leave you with my new favorite contestant on the Biggest Loser...Keep pushing Joelle! Do me proud, G!!



Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The Biggest Loser

Last night the season premiere of the Biggest Loser came on tv. I love this show. Back in my non-trying to conceive days I used to do triathlons. I used to run. Often. So for some reason this show really gets to me. I think it’s that with the right help, people can really lose a lot of weight, and watching their self confidence go from 0-10 in a matter of weeks is amazing to me. I really cheer them on from my little living room every week.

I thought after this failed cycle, we’d be able to do IVF right away this month. I started my birth control, and then called the IVF nurse about “my dates,” meaning when to start certain medications and when the retrieval and transfer will be. I spoke to the nurse yesterday and she about fell out of her chair when I told her I started the birth control pills. She said since I was technically pregnant (my beta was 16), that we have to wait another month/cycle. I took the news about as good as if someone told me my dog was dying. One month is nothing to mere mortals, but to those trying to conceive, for over 2 years now, it feels like another year. Once again, I felt like the biggest loser.

So after some moping on the couch after work, I asked Kevin to pick me up some chocolate peanut butter ice cream on his way home from work. He did, :) and it was delicious. I started watching The Biggest Loser and decided I can either mope around for this month, or do something. I am still 8lbs fatter after the pregnancy and doing more IVF cycles than any person should go through. I decided this month I’d focus on losing that extra bit of weight. Then when I DO get pregnant (see how positive I am?) my weight will not be starting from some astronomical number. So today was day #1 of “project skinny jeans.”

After feeling like the biggest loser yesterday, I hope to actually be one in the next few weeks.