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This week was sort of the same as last week, but not in the sense that I stuffed my face with everything containing sugary goodness or straight-to-my-ass-fat. I didn’t work out but once this week, which is a terrible habit to get into, I’m finding. The more regularly I do it, the more I expect myself to do it on those set days. Once you fall out of the habit though, it feels like a chore to me. I hate to say it, but I think I’m getting a little bored with Curves. I enjoy walking, which I do often on my lunch break. It might just be the location, though. I’ve been thinking about switching back to the other facility I started out at in the beginning. It would be further away, and I wouldn’t be able to go on my lunch hour like I can now, at this one by work. That’s why I switched in the first place - convenience. My hours aren’t flexible, unfortunately, so if I did switch, I’d feel like I was living everywhere but home, and I don’t want to do that. So it’d probably be smart of me to stick it out. Maybe the next time I’m in there, I’ll tell them to turn the music up a little. At the other facility, they cranked the music, so you were pumped to get going. Here, it’s like this tinny ghetto blaster sound emitting from their speakers, and a bunch of old ladies busting around on machines, not following the procedure, or not switching machines when chickie comes on the speaker to tell you to switch. It’s a little irritating. But for thirty minutes three times a week, I think I can handle it.

I think I need Matt to take the scale away from me. I have this desire to weigh myself every single morning, and then when it spikes a little bit, say this morning, for example, I end up feeling disappointed. I was on track to get below 280 after my water retention last week, and then this morning, I was a pound and a half above. Even though I’d lost three and a half pounds from last week, I still walked away feeling ripped off somehow. I should just stop torturing myself and be happy with what I’ve accomplished. It’s all just numbers, in a way. I feel better than I did when I was nearly ten pounds heavier. I feel like I have more energy, I feel more in control of my eating since I’ve been doing WW, and if I keep it at the rate I’m going with an average of one pound a week, that’s fifty-two pounds in a year - I’d have some extra hawtness going on there. Jenn the Hawt. Ooo yeah. So, with that, I’m going to stop being disappointed that I didn’t lose eight million pounds this week, and be happy with myself. I’ve been doing good, I’ve learned things about myself and about eating healthy, I recognize where I could better myself further, and best of all - I’m not as heavy as I was. That’s the whole point, right?

Started: June 3rd, 2006
Beginning weight: 289.5
As of July 29, 2006: 280.5
Lost this week: - 3.5 lb
Total lost: 9 lbs

Discovering creativity all over again at the age of twenty-eight is fun!

In an effort to become more in touch with music again, I’ve decided to update a ‘pick-of-the-week’ sort of thing, where I choose my favourite album, maybe post about why I like it so much, etc. I’ll update it once per week in the side menu, include a link to the band’s website, and tell you about other info I feel you might find interesting, regarding the band and their music.

94.7 has been playing “Gold Lion” and “Cheated Hearts,” from the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s which are what initially got me into checking out this band. I’ve got to be honest - it’s been a long time since I’ve purchased an album from a store, and this one has done nothing but impress. It’s got a permanent residency status in my car’s cd player - I love the sound, style, and everything about chickie’s voice. It’s got me sort of excited at the prospect of finding good music again.

I’d love to hear about your favourite bands as of late, and why. I’m always up to discover new stuff. Just… please… please, no Danielson. Thanks. (Matt’s going to kick my ass.)

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I don’t even know what in the hell. How can one gain six and a half pounds in one week?! I’ve been good, overall, this week, and have actually exercised more. Perhaps I’ve been gaining some muscle, since going to Curves more regularly. Perhaps this new birth control pill the doc gave me is doing it. I’ve been on it about one week, and that’s when I’ve noticed the crazy influx of weight. My sister, the nurse, advised me the pills can increase weight over time, and that there’s no way it would effect it this bad. She did say my body might be retaining water due to the fact that it’s been eight million degrees outside the last few days, and I’ve been swigging it like it’s going out of style. Could be that I haven’t pooped yet.

Well. Some of that might be true, but all I know is, I don’t like it. I’m trying really hard not to get discouraged, but I gotta tell you - I nearly died when I stepped on that scale and saw that kind of a gain. I can take a couple pounds. But six and a half is a little much. Thankfully, the logic side of me knows that’s likely not any sort of a true gain. So I’ll keep trucking, counting my points, doing what I’m doing. And I’ll try not to be pissed off about it. I plan on getting plenty of exercise and sun today - spending the day at Cannon Beach!

Started: June 3rd, 2006
Beginning weight: 289.5
As of July 22, 2006: 284
Gained this week: + 6.5 lb
Total lost: 5.5 lbs

I’d love to know what kind of crack Forbes is smoking. Matt was kind enough to pass me the article this evening, and I can’t help but scoff at it. They’ve listed Portland, OR as being one of the least expensive places to live (under the Bohemian Bargains section, if you’re so inclined.) Not only do I find this humorous, but they’ve listed the median housing prices as $394,000. I find it’s pretty expensive here, but not that expensive. I thumbed through a few more - Kansas City, MO is one of them, boasting a median housing market price of $279,000. Or how about Indianapolis for $264K? Are you kidding me? That would buy you a palace in those areas! I know for a fact, you can get a pretty nice house in K.C. for $120,000. I wonder what Forbes’ sense of ‘normalcy’ is?

Apparently, photography makes you happy. Read more here. (via Matt)