<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:53:01.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Girl's Weight Loss Maintenance Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>I was fat.  If I wanted to live to see 60, I needed to lose some weight.  If I didn't want to die of a stroke or diabetes, I needed to lose some weight.  I blogged my journey and my ups and downs on my way to becoming healthy AND a former fattie, and now I plan to blog my maintenance!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1816156511822750095</id><published>2009-05-25T05:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:45:35.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>As of this morning I've met and exceeded my weight loss goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My original goal was to get down to 150 lbs from a starting weight of 256.6 lbs, for a total of 106.6 lbs lost.  I've now lost 107.4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal going forward is to keep my weight between 148 lbs and 155 lbs, and to never let it exceed 155 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never again.&lt;/span&gt;  Never, NEVER again will I let myself look the way I used to look, feel the way I used to feel.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;  I want to savor this feeling, keep it, and remember how good it felt to finally be at goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1816156511822750095?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1816156511822750095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1816156511822750095' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1816156511822750095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1816156511822750095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/05/goal.html' title='GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7422005939784745640</id><published>2009-05-24T09:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:31:26.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So close, so close...</title><content type='html'>Only 4 tenths of a pound away from goal.  Can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also kind of started a relationship with a new guy...I don't know where it will go but so far, so good.  He can pick me up as if I weigh nothing and referred to me as a "tiny little thing".  :-)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7422005939784745640?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7422005939784745640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7422005939784745640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7422005939784745640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7422005939784745640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-close-so-close.html' title='So close, so close...'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4247592446297573128</id><published>2009-05-19T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:31:36.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another milestone reached!</title><content type='html'>Just passed the 40% mark today; since July 2008 I have lost 40% of my weight!  I'm 3.6 pounds from goal and feeling good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4247592446297573128?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4247592446297573128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4247592446297573128' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4247592446297573128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4247592446297573128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-milestone-reached.html' title='Another milestone reached!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6591568855222319519</id><published>2009-05-18T06:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:32:54.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think this plateau is busted!</title><content type='html'>After recovering from pneumonia my weight loss skidded to a halt and I bounced around between 157 and 159 lbs for almost a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I weighed in at 154.4, a total loss of 102.2 pounds from my high in July of 256.6 pounds.  AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6591568855222319519?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6591568855222319519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6591568855222319519' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6591568855222319519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6591568855222319519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-this-plateau-is-busted.html' title='I think this plateau is busted!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7917704133912548816</id><published>2009-05-15T06:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T06:32:24.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Made it to the century mark!</title><content type='html'>My weight loss has slowed to a trickle since I recovered from pneumonia and I've also been extremely busy with work, but I am taking special time out to post this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost 100 pounds.  WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 freaking pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 stinking pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7917704133912548816?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7917704133912548816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7917704133912548816' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7917704133912548816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7917704133912548816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/05/made-it-to-century-mark.html' title='Made it to the century mark!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4900616581692494737</id><published>2009-05-03T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:32:44.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still stuck at 159</title><content type='html'>I've been good and I'm still stuck weighing in between 159 and 160.  I've seen it as low as 158.6 and as high as 160.8 this week.  It's PISSING ME OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the quitting smoking is not going well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4900616581692494737?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4900616581692494737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4900616581692494737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4900616581692494737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4900616581692494737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-stuck-at-159.html' title='Still stuck at 159'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6652991045481853420</id><published>2009-04-26T16:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:01:41.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No changes except...</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to get back into a good routine and it has not been easy; I am very sore from my lift class but I have kept forcing myself to keep going to the gym even though it's so HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't lost any weight this week either.  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus this weekend I have been VERY naughty with the smoking.  I'm back to my old habits, and I have a date tomorrow with a guy who HATES cigarette smoke.  Why do I bother?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6652991045481853420?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6652991045481853420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6652991045481853420' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6652991045481853420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6652991045481853420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-changes-except.html' title='No changes except...'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2547154340198629956</id><published>2009-04-19T10:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:32:06.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting there...</title><content type='html'>It has been almost 2 weeks since I was diagnosed with pneumonia and I am on my second course of antibiotics.  Thank god I'm off the Levaquin and can start working out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I weighed in at 160.2, but I attribute a lot of my recent weight loss to my illness.  I have not worked out regularly in almost two weeks and I miss it.  I did get on my stationary bike today for 20 minutes and it was pretty difficult to stick it out that long.  Before I got sick, I was on it for 30 minutes at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for quitting smoking...I have not completely kicked the habit yet but I have cut down dramatically.  I'm smoking maybe 1/3 the number of cigarettes that I was previously.  The idea is to keep cutting that down until I'm not smoking at all anymore.  I can't just quit cold turkey, I've tried and it is a recipe for disaster.  I really want to quit smoking...two serious respiratory illnesses in six months is telling me something: smoking is bad for you!  I knew that, but I also have asthma and asthmatics ESPECIALLY shouldn't smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be as kind to my lungs as I am trying to be to the rest of my body.  The rest of my body has rewarded my efforts with improved energy, stamina, and vigor, plus a reliably healthy blood pressure for the first time in my adult life and the confidence and energy I need to get out there and really enjoy my life.  I think my lungs are JEALOUS.  That's why they went and got pneumonia.  They're trying to tell me something.  Finally, I am ready to listen.  I am ready to love my lungs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2547154340198629956?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2547154340198629956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2547154340198629956' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2547154340198629956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2547154340198629956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-there.html' title='Getting there...'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2020659723031653810</id><published>2009-04-15T17:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:44:16.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pneumonia and quitting smoking update, plus weight loss.</title><content type='html'>My weight has plunged this week, probably due to my lack of appetite caused by Levaquin (a strong antibiotic). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a follow-up at the doctor today and had another chest x-ray.  The pneumonia is mostly gone.  Mostly.  My peak flow was terrible and my pulse-ox was not great so I had a nebulizer treatment which improved both, and my doc told me to USE MY ADVAIR (I have an advair inhaler already) and to QUIT SMOKING (duh). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I have had 5-6 cigarettes today, but normally by now I'd have smoked a pack so I think I am doing pretty well.  Progress for me often comes in baby steps.  No more than 10 in any one day this week.  Next week I want to shoot for 7-8 a day.  Then 5-6 a day.  And so on.  I can't just STOP SMOKING.  It's too hard.  Cutting down dramatically, then gradually week on week, is probably more realistic for me.  I just have to be disciplined about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2020659723031653810?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2020659723031653810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2020659723031653810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2020659723031653810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2020659723031653810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/04/pneumonia-and-quitting-smoking-update.html' title='Pneumonia and quitting smoking update, plus weight loss.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2059327245432892815</id><published>2009-04-14T18:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:06:07.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quitting smoking, Day 0</title><content type='html'>On the way home from work I stopped off at Walgreen's and bought a box of nicotine patches.  I have been a moderate to heavy smoker for 15 years and I am SICK SICK SICK of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the smoking caused the pneumonia.  What else could it be?  What other 33 year-old gets PNEUMONIA????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of having a smelly house, smelly car, smelly clothes, and smelly breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of always having to clean up after my habit; ashtrays smell bad to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being sick and I don't like that it takes me a month to fully recover from a simple cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm wearing a SUPER DUPER STRENGTH nicotine patch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time since my last cigarette: 0 days, 1 hour, 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how long I last.  Normally by now I would have smoked at least 2 on the way home and probably another since coming home.  I am going to try to apply the same determination and willpower to THIS that I have to weight loss.  I figure I've lost 93.6 pounds, I know a little something about WILLPOWER.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.  I need it.  I've had 2 serious respiratory illnesses in the last 6 months (bronchitis in late 2008 and pneumonia last week) and I am sick of it.  Sick of coughing, sick of wheezing, sick of STINKING.  Sick of throwing away good money to do it.  I spend at least $50 a week on cigarettes.  That's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2059327245432892815?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2059327245432892815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2059327245432892815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2059327245432892815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2059327245432892815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/04/quitting-smoking-day-0.html' title='Quitting smoking, Day 0'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2172722186042990627</id><published>2009-04-12T07:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T08:00:04.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting over pneumonia....slowly</title><content type='html'>I'm getting over the pneumonia very slowly.  The muscle aches have gone but I'm left with a horrible cough.  I'm taking Mucinex to try to cough up all the gunk and get rid of it.  I have obeyed my doctor's orders to stay away from the gym; I get short of breath pretty easily just doing normal day-to-day things, and my medication is making me a bit nauseated.  Not a good combo for the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2172722186042990627?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2172722186042990627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2172722186042990627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2172722186042990627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2172722186042990627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-over-pneumoniaslowly.html' title='Getting over pneumonia....slowly'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8416047077316168277</id><published>2009-04-08T08:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:19:09.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A hollow victory</title><content type='html'>I've dropped over a pound since my last posting but it is due to the pneumonia I was diagnosed with yesterday.  Banned from the gym for at least a week, possibly two.  Sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8416047077316168277?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8416047077316168277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8416047077316168277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8416047077316168277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8416047077316168277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/04/hollow-victory.html' title='A hollow victory'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3148588363743010448</id><published>2009-04-03T06:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T06:30:18.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another mini-goal met, another milestone achieved!</title><content type='html'>This morning I met my mini-goal #8 of losing 35% of my starting weight.  I have 1 more mini-goal between myself and my goal weight.  I never thought I'd see this!  I'm so close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I achieved another milestone...another "decade" of weight lost.  I've now lost 90.2 pounds.  That is just amazing.  I need to get 90.2 pounds of fat and stand next to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3148588363743010448?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3148588363743010448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3148588363743010448' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3148588363743010448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3148588363743010448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-mini-goal-met-another-milestone.html' title='Another mini-goal met, another milestone achieved!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8540878530010464482</id><published>2009-03-30T20:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:00:04.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't deny it anymore</title><content type='html'>It's been coming on for about a month but there is no point in denying it any longer...I am once again in the grip of a severe depression.  It's been about 2-3 years since I felt like this but I spent almost all of my 20s feeling like this so I know what it feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno when I'll snap out of it.  Not planning on seeking help anytime soon; help never helped.  It goes away when it's ready to go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8540878530010464482?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8540878530010464482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8540878530010464482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8540878530010464482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8540878530010464482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-deny-it-anymore.html' title='Can&apos;t deny it anymore'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6194440517113189562</id><published>2009-03-28T07:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:06:30.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting close to goal...</title><content type='html'>Looking at my ticker, I am 17.6 lbs away from my goal weight of 150 lbs and about 12-13 lbs outside of the healthy BMI range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I don't think losing 17.6 lbs is going to get rid of the flab around my middle, hips, or thighs.  When I get to 150 lbs, I'm sure I will still not be happy with my body.  I keep wondering what comes after goal.  What next?  Was my goal realistic?  Is 150 lbs still too much for someone who is 5'6" with a medium frame?  Why is it that some people who are my height and weigh about 140 claim to be a size 4-6 while I will probably be an 8?  How does that work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?  I don't know.  I guess I should reach goal, have a physical (as I planned), and reassess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6194440517113189562?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6194440517113189562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6194440517113189562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6194440517113189562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6194440517113189562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-close-to-goal.html' title='Getting close to goal...'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3003570003636447301</id><published>2009-03-27T06:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:45:51.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my lift class</title><content type='html'>I'm a little sore this morning from my lift class yesterday evening.  The soreness usually takes a couple of days to fully develop and another day or two to disappear, but it's been worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last month or so I've been getting the "oh wow, you look so SKINNY" comments and I attribute a lot of the recent inch loss to that lift class.  It's really great.  The instructor doesn't push us; rather, she encourages us to do one more, one more!  (She literally says "one more one more!")  But she does not encourage us to hurt ourselves and does also say that we should go at our own pace and she does not expect us to keep up with her in terms of reps, but she does expect us to try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that class the sweat pours off me.  Literally.  The instructor says the point of the class is to work towards "failure," i.e. muscle failure.  That means the last rep you do is the last rep you &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; do.  It's kicking my butt, but in a &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3003570003636447301?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3003570003636447301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3003570003636447301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3003570003636447301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3003570003636447301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-my-lift-class.html' title='I love my lift class'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4739590562042228078</id><published>2009-03-26T06:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:15:32.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How come I can't find any bras?</title><content type='html'>As I continue dropping weight, I continue to need new bras.  I'm currently wearing a 36C and it's too large, but the only 34 bras I can find are of the tarty, lacy, underwire type.  How come I can't find a plain bra with no underwire ANYWHERE?  I say "anywhere" but I've only looked at Wal-Mart and Target; I go through bras quickly so I don't want to spend a lot of money on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why why why?  I know adult bras go down to 32 and further.  What happened to 34?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4739590562042228078?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4739590562042228078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4739590562042228078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4739590562042228078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4739590562042228078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-come-i-cant-find-any-bras.html' title='How come I can&apos;t find any bras?'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3487031794659181702</id><published>2009-03-23T05:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:45:36.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have seen the 160s!</title><content type='html'>This morning I got to see the 160s for the first time since college!  Weighed in at 169.6!  I don't consider myself an official member of "Club 160s" yet...I want to weigh in several days in a row in the 160s before I consider myself REALLY there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sort of sad about my loose skin but I keep hoping it will eventually tighten up with good nutrition and plenty of exercise.  Time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3487031794659181702?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3487031794659181702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3487031794659181702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3487031794659181702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3487031794659181702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-seen-160s.html' title='I have seen the 160s!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-639111742410569388</id><published>2009-03-21T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:20:32.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been dreading this.</title><content type='html'>I had a look at myself in the mirror from all angles (including from the rear) and have seen what I've been dreading: LOOSE SKIN.  I'm 20 pounds away from goal and I'm seeing some sagging and a tiny bit of puckering in one spot.  It will only get worse as I lose more weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bummed.  REALLY bummed.  I was hoping this would not happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-639111742410569388?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/639111742410569388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=639111742410569388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/639111742410569388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/639111742410569388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-been-dreading-this.html' title='I have been dreading this.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2637043926494359019</id><published>2009-03-15T10:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:06:48.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Body measurements, then and now</title><content type='html'>Months ago I was strongly urged to take periodic body measurements and I'm so glad I listened to that advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first measurement was on 08/20/2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 41&lt;br /&gt;Waist: 42&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My measurements this morning (03/15/2009) were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 32.5&lt;br /&gt;Waist: 29.5&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 37.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 8.5 inches lost off the chest, 11.5 inches lost off the waist, and 11.5 off the hips.  Pretty cool huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2637043926494359019?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2637043926494359019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2637043926494359019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2637043926494359019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2637043926494359019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/body-measurements-then-and-now.html' title='Body measurements, then and now'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3554260867102572536</id><published>2009-03-14T08:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:02:02.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym divas!</title><content type='html'>I was reading an &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28983294/"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;today on MSNBC.com about gym etiquette and while the examples in the article are very extreme, I have some of my own pet peeves about gym users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a member of 24 Hour Fitness and I find that their clubs are by and large well-run, well-maintained, and that the staffers are polite.  However, there are always exceptions.  I live in one of the U.S.'s largest cities and regularly attend 3 different 24 Hour Fitness locations, depending on my schedule and the day of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those locations is right down the street from my office.  When I arrive in the locker room to change, it is usually full of little old ladies who have just completed their water aerobics class.  They also track pool and shower water into every corner of the locker room.  There's often not a square inch of dry floor in the joint.  This means I have to keep my feet off the floor until I've put my athletic shoes on, which is hard to do.  I'm like...if you KNOW you're going to be dripping water everywhere, why not get an extra towel to dry the floor after you're done changing and showering?  It may be hours before the staff comes in to clean the locker room, and it's not fair to the rest of us to change clothes while levitating just to avoid the Hurricane Katrina-esque flood that you left on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...ladies...when you come to the gym and shower and need to dry your hair afterwards, why not bring your own travel-sized hair dryer?  Most gyms have electrical outlets in the bathrooms.  Some even provide wall-mounted hair dryers, like in a hotel.  Many of the women at my gym use the hand dryer instead, presumably because they can style their hair with both hands.  But...what if someone wants to dry their hands?  You have to wait until these princesses are done, or you can just wipe your hands on your pants.  It's really irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus...the area where I work is heavily Chinese and most of the women in the locker room are Mandarin speakers.  Great!  However...when you are looking at me and laughing and speaking in Mandarin, I assume that you're talking about me.  That's kind of rude.  I speak other languages too, but I generally avoid doing so in public.  I especially don't score on people right in front of them in any language, because that person could always turn around and PWN you in that foreign language.  I've done it to people before who assumed the white girl couldn't understand Spanish!  So...speaking Mandarin is fine!  Great!  But be mindful that those of us who can't speak it may interpret your body language and facial expressions to mean that you're scoring on us &lt;em&gt;in front of us.&lt;/em&gt;  I never say anything to them but sometimes I have left that locker room absolutely certain that willowy, svelte, beautiful Chinese girls were making fun of me.  Maybe I'm just being paranoid.  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more locker-room peeve...if me and my stuff are blocking your locker, say "excuse me" instead of just pushing my stuff out of the way or shoving past me and expecting me to lean to the side while you extract your items from your locker.  Also...if I've staked out a spot on the locker room bench and I'm blocking your locker, I'll gladly move aside long enough for you to get your stuff out of your locker and stake out a spot for yourself, but some women will get their things one item at a time, requiring me to constantly move.  Anywhere anyone sits in the locker room, they will be blocking &lt;em&gt;someone's&lt;/em&gt; locker.  If someone's blocking my locker, I grab all of my stuff out the locker and stake out another spot so I don't have to disturb that person repeatedly.  It's just good manners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every gym has a Mr or Mrs SWEATY PANTS, who wears those ridiculous outfits that are designed to maximize sweat and, presumably, weight loss (all they do is make you sweat off water).  What's NASTY is that the elastic bands on the wrists are not water tight, so sweat pours out and collects in puddles on the floor.  That is DISGUSTING.  Those outfits don't make you more fit and they don't make you lose weight.  They're just obnoxious.  Even if you clean up the sweat puddles after you are done (and most people don't), we still have to look at them and smell them while you're working out, and someone could slip on them.  Also...if you sweat a LOT when working out, please towel off instead of shaking your sweaty head and splattering the rest of us with your nasty sweat.  We used to have this one guy at my regular gym that I nicknamed "Puddles" because there would be two MASSIVE puddles of sweat on either side of the elliptical whenever he worked out.  Everyone else gave that guy a wide berth.  Wonder why??  I haven't seen him in a while and I definitely don't miss his nasty sweaty self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.  I know a lot of women never venture over to the weights section (they should), but I do.  I like free weights but I don't lift ridiculously heavy weights.  Every gym has very muscular beefcake types who lift RIDICULOUS weights.  Awesome!  They look incredible.  However...if you can't control that weight on the way down, maybe you ought to be lifting something lighter?  When someone drops two 100-pound dumbbells on the floor not only is the sound ear-splitting, but it shakes the floor.  I've seen the vibrations from this crack mirrors on the wall.  And in gyms where the weight room is upstairs, doing this repeatedly could weaken the floor.  Plus, it's &lt;em&gt;annoying&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;obnoxious&lt;/em&gt;.  So...STOP IT.  Nobody thinks you're a stud, we just think you're an idiot because you're ignoring the signs on the wall that tell you in large print and all caps to NOT drop your weights on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardio machines.  None of them have your name on them.  I admit that I have my favorite machines just like anyone else.  But if I get there and someone's on my favorite elliptical machine, I just use a different one.  I don't pitch a shit fit because you're on "my" machine.  Also, wipe down the machine when you're done using it.  I understand that the sanitizer bottles are often empty or they're out of paper towels, but at least wipe your sweat off.  And you should be washing your hands before and after working out anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight machines.  They're popular!  And the gym gets busy at lunchtime.  That means that you can't spend a friggin hour on each one.  Some people will do a few reps, then rest for 3-5 minutes while sitting on the machine when at least a couple of people could have worked in during that time.  And if you can see that someone is waiting for that same machine you don't have to rush through your reps (after all, you were there first) but don't take forever either.  If you're the type whose fitness goals require long rests between short bursts of heavy lifting, maybe you should go to the gym when it's not so busy...y'know...out of consideration for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men.  We see you looking at us.  We go to the gym to &lt;em&gt;work out&lt;/em&gt;, not to be &lt;em&gt;checked out&lt;/em&gt;.  Well, maybe some women go to be checked out, but they're the ones wearing skintight revealing spandex.  Stare at them, not at people like me.  Y'know...flattering and all...but also annoying.  And rude.  I don't stare at &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, even when I'd like to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soloists!  In my lift class there are one or two extremely buff women per week.  They have incredible amazing bodies with definition I'd kill for.  They look fantastic.  They've worked hard to achieve that look.  I realize that and applaud them for it; I'd like to look like them someday.  However...if the lift class you're in is really sooo easy that you have to do each exercise standing on one foot, or squatting, or using insanely heavy weights, or doing twice as many reps as the instructor...or just doing your own studmuffiny beefcakey thing...maybe you should be in a different, more advanced class?  I mean, we see you soloing over there.  And we're very impressed by your buffness and jealous of it.  But must you rub it in our faces for an entire hour?  If you're not paying attention to the instructor....why are you there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!  That was cathartic.  I should add that the vast majority of people who use my gyms are well-behaved, courteous, and considerate of other gym users.  These people are the rare, minor irritations that you'll find at almost any gym.  And unfortunately, you just have to learn to live with them.  They're good for some funny stories sometimes though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3554260867102572536?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3554260867102572536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3554260867102572536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3554260867102572536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3554260867102572536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/gym-divas.html' title='Gym divas!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2802084858401992650</id><published>2009-03-11T06:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T06:53:34.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What works for me</title><content type='html'>At work, I'm asked at least once a week how I did it.  "How did you do it?"  "What are you doing?"  People seem disappointed by the answer: "Diet and exercise."  It's a little more complicated than that, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet is a HUGE factor in successful weight loss, I think.  I don't think WHAT you eat is important, but HOW MUCH you eat is.  I eat what I want, to a point.  If I want to have chicken and vegetables for dinner, I have it.  If I want to have pizza for dinner, I have it.  However, I measure my portions and count calories religiously.  If I want to have a little bit of chocolate, I have it.  However, what I eat has changed dramatically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to eat out nearly every day.  When I did cook at home, I cooked fatty meals.  I ate a lot of Mexican food, barbecue, burgers and fries, pizza, etc.  Some people can eat that way every day and never get fat.  I am not one of them!  I still eat those things, but very infrequently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise is also very important.  One of the main reasons I started this journey was to improve my cardiovascular health which was poor.  I was 32 years old and had extremely high blood pressure and was showing mild, early symptoms of congestive heart failure.  I decided I was too young to die, too young to let obesity kill me.  So I started exercising.  I used to retain fluid in my feet and ankles and I was tired all the time.  Not anymore.  My heart is much healthier than it used to be!  And since you need a heart to live, I decided I needed to take better care of it and one excellent way to do that was to start exercising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diets like South Beach, Atkins, etc. are silly.  People who ask me how I did it assume I am eating a low-carb diet.  Nope.  I try to get a healthy balance of carbohydrates, protein, and fat, but if I don't hit a specific percentage every day it doesn't bother me.  I think the more strict a diet is, the more likely it is to fail.  I tried to approach this as a permanent lifestyle change and started eating healthy foods, but foods that I like to eat.  I can't see anyone following the Atkins diet for life.  I also refused to submit myself to Jenny Craig or Nutrisystem's food deliveries, and I refused to join Weight Watchers and spaz out about points for the rest of my life.  No, no, no.  I need to be able to cook my own meals and use my own knowledge and intuition to know what is good for me and what is not.  I cannot rely on a plan to tell me forever what I can or cannot, or should or should not eat.  I know these plans have worked for other people, but I personally think they are stupid and a waste of money.  What do you do once you've lost the weight and stop eating their packaged meals?  When do you learn to cook healthy meals for yourself?  I did not want to use any crutches.  Plus, I had a LOT of weight to lose...over 100 pounds.  In their ads, they show so-and-so losing 30 or 40 pounds and in tiny print at the bottom of the screen, it says "results not typical."  That's like them &lt;strong&gt;admitting&lt;/strong&gt; that their program doesn't really work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I chalk up my success so far to discipline, willpower, motivation, education, and being more in tune with my own body.  It has taken discipline to keep going to the gym even when I don't really feel like going.  It has taken willpower to avoid foods that are bad for me and eat healthy food instead.  It has taken motivation to keep going for my goal.  It has taken education for me to learn what I should be eating, or what to do when the weight loss plateaus, or how to avoid injuring myself when exercising.  And being more in tune with my body has helped immensely.  I used to eat out of boredom.  Now, I don't.  I've learned to tell the difference between boredom and hunger.  I eat when I'm hungry.  I stop eating when I'm no longer hungry.  If I'm not hungry, I don't eat.  Simple.  And if something hurts at the gym...stop doing it.  Muscles can burn when you're lifting weights, but if you feel sharp pain...STOP before you hurt yourself!  One of my biggest fears has been a catastrophic injury like a torn tendon or muscle, a screwed-up knee, a messed-up shoulder, etc.  I know that a catastrophic injury like that would send me off the rails plan-wise, so I have tried to educate myself on proper form so I don't injure myself.  So far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes..."diet and exercise".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2802084858401992650?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2802084858401992650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2802084858401992650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2802084858401992650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2802084858401992650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-works-for-me.html' title='What works for me'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7431624527055381797</id><published>2009-03-10T22:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:13:16.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr stupid scale rrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>I was good on the weekend; I didn't really pig out, and I've been good since...and my scale is STUCK!  Warm weather does make me retain water, but this is ridiculous.  My hands feel all fat and puffy.  I hate it when I get like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7431624527055381797?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7431624527055381797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7431624527055381797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7431624527055381797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7431624527055381797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/grrr-stupid-scale-rrrrrrr.html' title='Grrr stupid scale rrrrrrr'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2801225500148118876</id><published>2009-03-04T20:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:56:46.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-scale victories</title><content type='html'>People who have been reading my blog since the beginning may be aware that I was sent to the emergency room in June 2008 for my sky-high blood pressure (at the time, 172/127).  The doc who told me to go DIRECTLY to the hospital was my OB/GYN.  I was due for another annual in October 2008 but I was too busy with work, so I finally got around to having my annual done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc who sent me to the emergency room popped her head out when I showed up for my appointment and was hanging around the waiting room; she said "Someone will be with you in just a minute."  I don't think she recognized me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only get an appointment with the nurse practitioner, but that's OK!  No problem with that.  After she finished the exam I asked her if she could get my OB/GYN to stop by and say hello, mostly because I wanted her to see the change.  See, I've lost 80 lbs since she last saw me.  So there I was at the desk finishing up, and I hear a shout behind me: "Well HELLO, Skinny Minnie!"  She said I looked fantastic and said "Wow, I must have REALLY scared you, huh!"  She was amazed that one of her patients actually listened to her when she told them to lose weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a non-scale victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, before when I would go to the doctor they would weigh me and/or take my blood pressure and then I'd be sat down for the standard "you're too fat/you're killing yourself/this is what can happen to you" lecture.  This time, none of that happened.  They took my blood pressure (reading was normal) and without comment, noted it in my chart.  I was in and out in maybe 20 minutes.   That's another non-scale victory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2801225500148118876?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2801225500148118876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2801225500148118876' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2801225500148118876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2801225500148118876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/non-scale-victories.html' title='Non-scale victories'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4542990123109588131</id><published>2009-03-02T06:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:11:46.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another "decade" of weight lost</title><content type='html'>I weighed in at 176.4 lbs this morning, making it officially over 80 POUNDS that I've lost!  80!  That is HUGE!  I'm excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4542990123109588131?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4542990123109588131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4542990123109588131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4542990123109588131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4542990123109588131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-decade-of-weight-lost.html' title='Another &quot;decade&quot; of weight lost'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2978652331690687146</id><published>2009-03-01T12:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T13:06:00.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Went shopping</title><content type='html'>I had lunch with my mother and grandmother yesterday, then we went shopping together at JC Penney (we all love it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and I took my grandma to Chili's, which is her favorite restaurant.  My grandma and I both ordered the Guiltless Chicken Platter, which used to come with a half ear of corn but no longer does, so I ordered an extra whole cob (at $1.49, EGADS) and split it with my grandma.  My mom ordered the bacon cheeseburger and boy was it hard to eat steamed broccoli while she ate french fries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went to the mall and hit JC Penney.  I saw this great skirt but they only had 3 sizes: 16, 12, and 6.  I wear a 12-14 in most things now, so I tried on the 12 and it was loose.  So loose that I could easily have gone down to a 10 if they had had one.  I figure I'll pin the loose fabric.  I didn't buy a new top to go with it because I already have a great black sweater from J. Crew that will go perfectly with it.  I also bought a couple of short-sleeved shirts that were on sale 2 for $14, and a new pair of pants for work.  I have pants in that cut already, but they are a size 14 and are a pretty slim cut.  They're getting baggy, so I bought the same style of pants in a 12.  I tried on a totally different cut of pants in a 10, but that was pushing it; they were too tight for me to zip up all the way.  The 12s in that cut were too big, so I figured I might be able to get into the 10.  The difference between the two pairs was so big that I double-checked the labels, but they said 10 and 12.  Oh well.  I'll be wearing a 10 probably by May, so I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!  Clothes shopping is getting sort of fun now. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2978652331690687146?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2978652331690687146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2978652331690687146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2978652331690687146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2978652331690687146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-shopping.html' title='Went shopping'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8089404091449170650</id><published>2009-03-01T11:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:45:52.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly cycles</title><content type='html'>I've found that as my weight drops, the effects of PMS (headaches, cramps, bloating) have worsened.  I had my period this week so I shot up by 3 lbs, then it came off plus some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as I get closer to my goal, I am weaning myself off microwave ready meals like Lean Cuisine and Healthy Choice and am beginning to develop an arsenal of healthy, easy-to-prepare recipes.  My work has kept me extremely busy and when I get home, I'm tired and in no mood to slave over the stove for an hour.  So I buy mostly frozen vegetables and pre-cooked frozen meat.  I do buy fresh fruit; the frozen stuff is gross.  I eat enough fruit to go through pounds of it a week without it spoiling, but vegetables would mostly spoil before I could finish them.  So I cut corners by getting the frozen stuff.  Nothing wrong with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One dish I've taken to recently is couscous with chicken and vegetables.  I prepare about 3 cups of dry couscous at a time, season it with Mrs Dash, a little kosher salt, some harissa, and a couple of bay leaves and put it in the fridge.  That way it's there and ready when I want it.  I take a cup of cooked couscous, a cup of frozen spinach, 2/3 cups of frozen peas &amp;amp; carrots, and nuke them all together for 90 seconds, stir, nuke for another 90 seconds, squirt some lemon juice on it, and it's ready to go.  I then nuke a cooked chicken breast for 3 minutes, cut it up, and put it on top of all of that.  It's a low-calorie but HUGE and FILLING meal.  I calculated this meal at 430 calories, 51 g carbs, 36 g protein, 6.5 g fat, and 6 g of fiber.  Even when I'm very hungry, I can rarely finish the entire meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of carbs in that meal; I don't know if people who follow this blog are aware of the details of what I eat, but I am not following a low-carb diet.  In fact, I'm not following any diet at all.  I try to eat healthy foods like fruit, vegetables, whole grains, etc. but I do not take much notice of percentages, carbs, calories from fat, calories from protein, etc.  I eat what I like and what is appealing, and control the portions strictly.  If I want beef I have it.  If I want rice I have it.  If I want chili I have it.  But I don't have LOTS of it!  I had pizza this week from Pizza Hut.  One slice of medium hand-tossed pepperoni pizza from there is 230 calories.  There is room for a slice or two of that in pretty much any diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8089404091449170650?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8089404091449170650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8089404091449170650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8089404091449170650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8089404091449170650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/03/monthly-cycles.html' title='Monthly cycles'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6180497363093962869</id><published>2009-02-22T14:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:56:40.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you have Sprouts near you...check it out</title><content type='html'>In several states, there is a health food supermarket chain called Sprouts; it's not Whole Foods, it's not Central Market, it's not Trader Joe's; it's not really like any of them, though it sells mostly healthy (but usually not organic) foods.  It's not like a "normal" supermarket in that it does not sell a lot of processed foods, and the ones they do sell are usually brands that are not familiar to most people in the U.S.  (though they would be to Whole Foods shoppers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 main reasons I go to Sprouts, even though the one closest to me is a 15 minute drive and I pass by three supermarkets to get to it.  One is produce; it's not always the cheapest for everything, but they publish their ads online so you can see what's on sale.  They have some incredible deals on fresh fruits and vegetables.  I bought a lot of apples, pears, oranges, onions, avocados, tomatos, etc. for under $10.  The other main reason is the bulk aisles; they sell couscous, quinoa, nuts, all sorts of grains, etc. in bulk.  The selection is not as good as what you would see at Whole Foods, but again they have most of what MOST people would be looking for.  They had bulk couscous for $1.99 a pound.  You sometimes see it lower than that around here, but it's difficult to find it cheaper.  Couscous isn't really what I would consider a very healthy food; eat a lot of it and the calories really add up, but it's quick and easy to prepare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically if you're finding it tougher to make healthy choices due to this crappy economy and you have a Sprouts near you, check it out; you might be able to stretch that food dollar and keep making those healthy choices.  (And no, I don't work for them!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6180497363093962869?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6180497363093962869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6180497363093962869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6180497363093962869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6180497363093962869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-have-sprouts-near-youcheck-it.html' title='If you have Sprouts near you...check it out'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1224226304013728105</id><published>2009-02-22T14:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:45:02.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So far this weekend I am doing well with my eating and exercising. On Friday, my boss and I raided the pizza buffet at Cici's, and I think I ate an entire medium pizza on my own...and dipped the crusts into RANCH DRESSING. Yup. I ate that. I used to do that once a week, minimum. This was my first trip to the Cici's pizza buffet in a couple of months. And I enjoyed it. It was DIVINE.  No post-pig out reckoning either; when I stepped on the scale Saturday morning, I weighed the same as what I did Friday morning.  (And weighed the same this morning too, DAMMIT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I behaved VERY well, drank lots of water, ate lots of fiber, exercised. Today so far I have been very good....bought nothing but healthy food when I went to the grocery store (I've lost my taste for sweet things, mostly, but I could still eat a whole bag of Lays on my own). Then one of my friends invited me over for dinner tonight; his wife is making Indian food...so I ate a very light lunch in anticipation of the waistline-expanding meal his wife will be making. She's a fantastic cook, but every time I have dinner there I gain a pound or two!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1224226304013728105?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1224226304013728105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1224226304013728105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1224226304013728105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1224226304013728105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8795411447901166269</id><published>2009-02-19T06:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:32:24.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30% loss achieved!</title><content type='html'>As of this morning I have lost 30% of my weight! My eventual goal is to lose 42% of my weight, so I'm getting there! I've also seen a new "decade" on the scale...weighed in at 179.6 this morning. Wow! Out of the 180s, at least for today. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8795411447901166269?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8795411447901166269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8795411447901166269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8795411447901166269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8795411447901166269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/30-loss-achieved.html' title='30% loss achieved!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3261913324491184398</id><published>2009-02-15T09:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:53:55.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The past week</title><content type='html'>I ate right and exercised all week and gained 2.5 lbs, then had pizza last night and it disappeared, plus some.  Weird!  Oh well, not complaining.  My clothes didn't fit any differently all week, I think it was just water or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had four...yes, FOUR...cavities drilled this week and my mouth is still a little bit sore!  Keeps me from eating crunchy delicious foods like pretzels and chips (and apples).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spent my entire tax refund (plus some) on a new computer plus a Blu-Ray player and a really SWEET universal remote.  I want to buy a house later this year so from now on, it's save save save and live lean until I move.  Won't be hard; I'll just go back to how I was living before, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of weight loss I've now lost 29% of my starting weight and I'm maybe 3 lbs away from hitting 30%.  My goal starting out was to lose 42% of my starting weight, or 106 lbs.  I've lost 74.6 lbs so I'm well on my way.  I feel great!  I have so much energy and I feel great about myself, my self-esteem and confidence has had such a boost from this.  It's been so worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3261913324491184398?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3261913324491184398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3261913324491184398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3261913324491184398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3261913324491184398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/past-week.html' title='The past week'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7793339303306152788</id><published>2009-02-08T23:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:39:51.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-scale victories</title><content type='html'>This weekend I went to an outlet mall and bought clothes at three stores I have not been into in years: Banana Republic, The Gap, and J. Crew.  The max size of most items in these shops is 14, and it's a pretty unforgiving 14.  An XL at J. Crew would be an L in most other brands, I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to find clothes that fit at all three stores...and the khakis I bought at Banana Republic weren't even 14s.  They were 12s.  I think they look fantastic.  It's been so long since I have been able to wear fashionable, flattering clothes.  I'm almost looking forward to going to work to show off my new duds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other non-scale victory I had this weekend was when I took my blood pressure on Saturday.  It was 128/68, pulse 75.  That is a normal healthy reading!  If you recall, I was sent to the emergency room last year by a doctor when I clocked a reading of 172/127, approximately (can't recall the exact numbers but they were over 170/120) and a pulse of 120 bpm.  That is an astonishingly high reading for anyone.  A diastolic of over 120 is a medical emergency.  Organ damage can ensue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere months later my blood pressure is NORMAL, NORMAL, NORMAL!  YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7793339303306152788?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7793339303306152788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7793339303306152788' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7793339303306152788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7793339303306152788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/non-scale-victories.html' title='Non-scale victories'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3519353542581974577</id><published>2009-02-06T20:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:03:55.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The rich tapestry of my life</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I plan on doing some of the errands that have been neglected due to my busy work schedule.  Tomorrow morning I plan to wake up early and take my car in for an oil change and a few other routine tinkers.  I have to get to the place at 7am on the dot if I want to be out of there before noon, so wish me luck on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I am going to meet with a real estate agent to begin the process of HOUSE HUNTING.  People say it's really stressful but honestly given the stress I've had in my life over the last two years, it should be a walk in the park and even a lot of fun.  Ask me again in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I am going to the OUTLET MALL, yippee yay yay yay!  At this outlet mall they have stores like J. Crew, The Gap, Aeropostale, Calvin Klein, Banana Republic, etc.  These are all brands that were off-limits to me at my beginning size.  Now that I'm a lot thinner (not thin, but THINNER) I finally have the nerve to walk into these places and try clothes on.  They also have Bass, Cole Haan, and Nine West shoes plus a Coach outlet store.  I think I may be in shopping heaven tomorrow.  I'm looking forward to having some cute new duds for spring.  All of my clothes are too big for me, and since it's February and I'm in the South, warmer weather is just around the corner.  I also need to buy new workout clothes because mine are all too large.  I even need new underwear and new shoes.  Everything is too big for me.  I didn't anticipate my FEET getting smaller, but they did!  Yikes.  Shoes are expensive.  That outlet mall has a Lane Bryant, too, but I won't be going in there.  I've EARNED not going in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3519353542581974577?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3519353542581974577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3519353542581974577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3519353542581974577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3519353542581974577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/rich-tapestry-of-my-life.html' title='The rich tapestry of my life'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4355214654907288899</id><published>2009-02-02T06:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:05:46.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Americans really the fattest people on earth?</title><content type='html'>Short answer: No.  There are several nations where the percentage of overweight/obese adults is higher than it is here, but most of them are small island nations in the Pacific that most Americans have never heard of.  Are we the fattest developed nation on earth?  Yes, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived in the UK for many years and the overweight/obesity statistics there varied wildly, giving a range of 50/60 (male/female) prevalence for overweight/obesity all the way up to 60/70%.  Most statistics put the UK just behind the US in terms of overweight/obesity prevalence, but I saw the occasional statistic that put the UK ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can safely say that about 30% of Americans are clinically obese and about 24-25% of British people are clinically obese.  I fully believe that American obesity rates will plateau in the coming years and the British will catch up to us along with the Mexicans, the French, the Canadians, and the Australians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Americans go to the UK, they almost always go to London and stay in London, never leaving the city except perhaps to visit Stonehenge or Windsor Castle.  London is the UK's slimmest city so if you never travel to Liverpool, Birmingham, Manchester, Leeds, etc. you get a skewed picture of how big British people really are.  They're huge.  They're gigantic.  They are just as big as we are.  When I came back here to one of America's fattest cities in one of America's fattest states, I had anticipated people here being much bigger than people in my small city in northern Britain.  I was shocked by how NOT fat people here were compared to their British counterparts.  Don't get me wrong, we are a VERY fat nation...but so are the British!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the British have found a silver lining in their skyrocketing obesity rates, and that is that they are not as fat as we are.  YET.  They have children under 10 developing type II diabetes at astounding rates, they have controversies with gastric bypass surgery on the NHS, they have controversies with the NHS having to buy new equipment (beds, hoists, etc) for super-obese patients...there were even stories about how crematoriums could not accomodate the new extra-wide coffins manufactured for the more "zaftig deceased" British. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound familiar?  It should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my fellow Americans, take heart in knowing that while we are fat, so are Europeans, Canadians, Australians, and Central Americans.  When Europeans lecture you and expound on their theories as to why we are so fat...ignore them.  What do they know?  Their obesity rates are rising much faster than ours are (because they are catching up to us).  If they knew how to fight obesity, they wouldn't be so obese themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your DOCTORS, and don't feel bad when other countries point the finger.  Eat healthy food.  Ditch fast food.  Exercise.  Count calories.  Live a healthy lifestyle for yourself and your children.  And don't be ashamed.  Just take action.  A lot of us are in the same boat.  There is no magic pill, no silver bullet.  It's environment and lifestyle, pure and simple.  Our bodies are not adapted to the abundance of food and sedentary lifestyles that we lead.  Listen to your body, not cackling foreigners calling you fat.  Take it slow and steady.  We can take off the extra pounds.  We MUST take off the extra pounds.  We are at the point now where the fat is more than an aesthetic issue.  We are at the point where it threatens to shorten the average life expectancy of our country.  We are at the point where it will add billions in extra healthcare-related expenses to our yearly budgets.  We all pay for it.  We are all responsible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4355214654907288899?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4355214654907288899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4355214654907288899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4355214654907288899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4355214654907288899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-americans-really-fattest-people-on.html' title='Are Americans really the fattest people on earth?'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8648137671520910184</id><published>2009-02-01T08:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:38:23.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjusting Your Thinking</title><content type='html'>I have been morbidly obese for so many years...almost 1/3 of my life...that it is difficult for me to begin thinking as someone who is merely overweight.  When I look in the mirror I expect to see a morbidly obese person staring back at me.  When I look at photos of myself I expect to see an extremely fat person smiling out from the photograph.  I don't recognize myself anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have to worry about wearing out the crotches in my pants before the pants themselves wear out.  That's something a lot of obese people deal with...the crotches and inner thighs of our pants wear out quickly because of the constant friction from our thighs rubbing together when we walk.  My thighs no longer rub together when I walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a "non-obese summer" in a long time, but summer in the South can be very unpleasant when you endure it wearing long sleeves and long pants the whole time.  Plus, you have to dust powder on your body to keep from chafing...anywhere where you rub together (thighs, upper arms, fat rolls around the middle, etc.) you have to powder yourself or you'll pay for it later.  I remember taking a vacation to a warm destination several years ago and after 2 days there I was laying on the bed in my underwear with my inner thighs rubbed raw from friction and chafing from simply WALKING and SWEATING with my thunder thighs rubbing together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to plan my life, my wardrobe, everything around these problems.  Chafing.  Occasional incontinence.  (Yes, I said incontinence.)  Bringing little containers of powder with me so I could re-powder at work in the middle of the day.  It's just unbelievable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8648137671520910184?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8648137671520910184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8648137671520910184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8648137671520910184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8648137671520910184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/02/adjusting-your-thinking.html' title='Adjusting Your Thinking'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3800889488771565380</id><published>2009-01-31T08:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:31:59.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer obese!</title><content type='html'>With my BMI sitting at 29.8, I am technically now OVERWEIGHT...not OBESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been "only overweight" since college.  A friend dug up some photos of me from 10-11 years ago and I was so FAT in those pictures.  I thought I was skinnier back then...nope, I wasn't.  I'm the slimmest I've been in many years.  I'm still fat, but not VERY fat.  YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3800889488771565380?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3800889488771565380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3800889488771565380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3800889488771565380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3800889488771565380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-longer-obese.html' title='No longer obese!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6519570545720346443</id><published>2009-01-27T06:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T06:46:56.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A downward trend...again?</title><content type='html'>They say when you bust a plateau you drop a lot of weight in a short period of time.  I dropped 2 lbs overnight; I've been eating more but I have also changed my workout to incorporate more strength training and a bit less cardio.  I have some weak areas (mostly upper body) that I've really been focusing on recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping this isn't just a fluke...time will tell...I'm very nearly no longer officially obese and I'm excited about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6519570545720346443?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6519570545720346443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6519570545720346443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6519570545720346443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6519570545720346443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/downward-trendagain.html' title='A downward trend...again?'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6049439154250874207</id><published>2009-01-25T07:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T07:55:29.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The water seems to be gone....</title><content type='html'>I've dropped some weight, I'm sure most of it was water....so the water appears to be gone though my fingers are still a little puffy and stiff so I'm still retaining some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's due to a medication prescribed by my doctor for the acne caused by the weight loss.  The medication is called spironolactone and since it also acts as a diuretic I'm guessing it dehydrated me and caused me to retain water.  Another unpleasant side effect of it is it causes constipation.  I waited a week after running out to refill my prescription and if you do that, you get to experience those unpleasant side effects all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that didn't help the plateau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also changed my workout routine; I had been using the elliptical nearly every day for many months, and when I became too busy at work to go to the gym at lunchtime I would do the 30 Day Shred video.  Now when I go to the gym I change it up, using the stair stepper, treadmill for HIIT, stationary bicycle, etc.  I've also increased the weights on my strength training, as I noticed I could no longer "work myself sore" with the weights I was lifting.  Now I AM sore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also increased the calories I'm eating; I noticed that I was averaging between 1200-1300 calories a day, a side effect of being "too busy" to eat.  I am gradually ramping up my caloric intake back to a reasonable level.  1200-1300 is not enough for a woman my size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6049439154250874207?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6049439154250874207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6049439154250874207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6049439154250874207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6049439154250874207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/water-seems-to-be-gone.html' title='The water seems to be gone....'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8319636313853829886</id><published>2009-01-22T06:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:25:42.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Retaining water!  Ugh!</title><content type='html'>I ran out of one of my medications (for the acne caused by losing weight) and one of its side effects was dehydration.  Since I ran out a few days ago, I've gained 2 lbs of water weight; I know it's water weight because my fingers are stiff and a ring I wear on my right hand is tight when it is normally pretty loose.  I've been drinking lots of water to try to flush it out but so far, nothing.  I am refilling that prescription today and hopefully that extra water should GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so good with workouts, going to the gym, my diet, etc.  It's FRUSTRATING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8319636313853829886?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8319636313853829886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8319636313853829886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8319636313853829886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8319636313853829886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/retaining-water-ugh.html' title='Retaining water!  Ugh!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4061038075061049851</id><published>2009-01-15T06:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T06:53:44.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing I've noticed....</title><content type='html'>At my peak weight, I popped Zantacs like they were M&amp;amp;Ms.  I used to wake up in the middle of the night with horrifying heartburn.  The pain was excruciating.  I'd go through a bottle of that stuff every 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't taken one in I don't know how long.  I don't get heartburn anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4061038075061049851?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4061038075061049851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4061038075061049851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4061038075061049851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4061038075061049851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-thing-ive-noticed.html' title='One thing I&apos;ve noticed....'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-864918241726133998</id><published>2009-01-14T22:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:34:36.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A photo, finally...</title><content type='html'>...but since it's me in my pajama bottoms and bra, I won't post it directly here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a side-by-side comparison of me at 245 lbs and again at 189.6 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can click &lt;a href="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f191/txsqlchick/sbs245189.jpg"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for it; be warned, I'm scantily clad. However, I figured if I was going to take photos, I needed to be 100% honest. These photos are mostly for my own comparisons but they're some of the only ones I have of my journey, so I've pasted smiley faces over my own face to maintain my privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-864918241726133998?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/864918241726133998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=864918241726133998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/864918241726133998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/864918241726133998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/photo-finally.html' title='A photo, finally...'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8754535353679911275</id><published>2009-01-13T05:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:57:36.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I see...180s!</title><content type='html'>Weighed in at 189.6 this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen the 180s since I was in college, and I graduated from college almost 12 years ago.  I am the THINNEST I've been in 12 years.  How cool is THAT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8754535353679911275?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8754535353679911275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8754535353679911275' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8754535353679911275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8754535353679911275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-see180s.html' title='I see...180s!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3917208030298668735</id><published>2009-01-12T05:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:59:42.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Body measurements, then and now</title><content type='html'>I didn't measure myself at the very beginning and I am kicking myself for that, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 08/20/2008, my stats were 41/42/49.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, they are 34/32.5/40.5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3917208030298668735?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3917208030298668735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3917208030298668735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3917208030298668735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3917208030298668735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/body-measurements-then-and-now.html' title='Body measurements, then and now'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7371650261452853768</id><published>2009-01-12T05:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:58:02.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow but steady downward progress....</title><content type='html'>Slowly but surely the scale is moving down again, and the measurements I took this morning indicate that I am still losing inches...I think this plateau may be busted.  I hope so.  I've been varying my workouts and trying to not pay so much attention to what I eat.  I had a couple of "cheat days" where I took no notice of what I ate and just ate what I wanted.  Maybe it "shocked" my metabolism.  Who knows.  191.2 lbs this morning! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a total loss of 65.4 lbs so far.  WOO HOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7371650261452853768?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7371650261452853768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7371650261452853768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7371650261452853768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7371650261452853768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/slow-but-steady-downward-progress.html' title='Slow but steady downward progress....'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-5294553892397729969</id><published>2009-01-05T06:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T06:24:39.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...or maybe not?</title><content type='html'>I was very diligent with my food and exercise over the weekend and weighed in at 192 lbs this morning.  I've never seen the scale that low.  We'll see if I can keep this up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-5294553892397729969?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/5294553892397729969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=5294553892397729969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5294553892397729969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5294553892397729969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/or-maybe-not.html' title='...or maybe not?'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7986428193854115345</id><published>2009-01-03T19:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:19:35.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to accept it...this is a plateau.</title><content type='html'>I have been stuck in the mid-190s for a while now.  It's so immensely frustrating.  If anyone has any plateau-busting tips I'd appreciate it!  I've already changed up my workout.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7986428193854115345?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7986428193854115345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7986428193854115345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7986428193854115345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7986428193854115345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-to-accept-itthis-is-plateau.html' title='I have to accept it...this is a plateau.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-641605850612471318</id><published>2008-12-30T18:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:42:37.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Shred...oh god, oh god</title><content type='html'>I did level 2 of Jillian Michaels' 30 Day Shred today. It didn't seem so hard when I was doing it until the third circuit when the ab stuff was done in the plank (push-up) position. My legs feel like rubber now and it's only been 15 minutes since I finished; I'm sure I will be cursing her name tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I am trying to shock my body after losing only a little weight over the holiday period; I want to jump-start the loss again and reach my goal weight (150 lbs) by July 4th...my Independence (from fatness) Day! Right now I have about 44 lbs to go until I get to my goal. I am giving myself 7 months because I am expecting more plateaus and for my weight loss to slow down. I think getting to 150 lbs by July 4th, 2009 is totally doable. I want to wear a SWIMSUIT on my birthday for the first time since I was a teenager!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-641605850612471318?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/641605850612471318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=641605850612471318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/641605850612471318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/641605850612471318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/12/30-day-shredoh-god-oh-god.html' title='30 Day Shred...oh god, oh god'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7358470257712008148</id><published>2008-12-26T07:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T07:52:06.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, Christmas is over!</title><content type='html'>Christmas is over, I'm still in Onederland (weighed in at 194.4 this morning, haven't updated my tickers yet) and the season of parties and excess snacking is nearly over.  I've still managed to lose weight up to this point and I am VERY pleased about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a good Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7358470257712008148?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7358470257712008148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7358470257712008148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7358470257712008148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7358470257712008148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-christmas-is-over.html' title='Yay, Christmas is over!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1477995638317357858</id><published>2008-12-22T06:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:04:50.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No gain after a weekend of parties</title><content type='html'>On Friday at work we had a dessert party...then I had a few drinks after work...then on Saturday my friend and I pigged out on Mexican food and I had a few more drinks at that party...and then on Sunday I sat around the house doing nothing when I &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; have gone to the gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the bright side, I didn't gain any weight over the weekend.  Excellent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1477995638317357858?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1477995638317357858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1477995638317357858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1477995638317357858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1477995638317357858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-gain-after-weekend-of-parties.html' title='No gain after a weekend of parties'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1276856927842903885</id><published>2008-12-19T06:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:29:38.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inch loss</title><content type='html'>The first time I measured myself was August 20th, 2008, after losing quite a bit of weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My measurements were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 41&lt;br /&gt;Waist: 42&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my measurements are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 34.5&lt;br /&gt;Waist: 33&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 41.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a loss of 6.5 inches off the chest, 9 inches off the waist, and 7.5 inches off the hips for a total of 23 inches lost!  Woo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1276856927842903885?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1276856927842903885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1276856927842903885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1276856927842903885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1276856927842903885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/12/inch-loss.html' title='Inch loss'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7357967033857256250</id><published>2008-12-17T06:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T06:06:36.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on track!</title><content type='html'>Weighed in at 195.8 lbs this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a loss of 60.8 lbs so far!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've blown past my Christmas goal with a little over a week to go before Christmas.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling GREAT today, really positive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7357967033857256250?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7357967033857256250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7357967033857256250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7357967033857256250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7357967033857256250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-on-track.html' title='Back on track!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-377036034366833929</id><published>2008-12-13T06:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:28:52.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling great</title><content type='html'>Work has been so insane that I was unable to get to the gym regularly; one week I didn't get to go at all!  So, my weight loss slowed down a bit and it took longer to get to Onederland than I had hoped it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am THERE now!  Work is a little less crazy at the moment so I shouldn't have as many issues getting to the gym or finding time to work out.  The holidays are just around the corner, but as someone so wisely pointed out Christmas is a holiDAY, not a holiWEEK.  It's ok to splurge on one day!  I don't have much of a sweet tooth so cookies and candy are easy to resist, but I do love Christmas dinner.  It's sooooooooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, shopping in the regular size section and seeing my weight continue to drop is BETTER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-377036034366833929?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/377036034366833929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=377036034366833929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/377036034366833929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/377036034366833929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/12/feeling-great.html' title='Feeling great'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4318506962881325804</id><published>2008-12-09T06:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:30:51.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>199.4!</title><content type='html'>For the first time since college, the first number on the scale is a 1 instead of a 2.  I'm still kind of in shock!  But VERY HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4318506962881325804?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4318506962881325804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4318506962881325804' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4318506962881325804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4318506962881325804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/12/1994.html' title='199.4!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4593142468894636083</id><published>2008-11-30T03:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T03:53:51.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/STJhFgNfJiI/AAAAAAAAABM/26iMREU5Cc4/s1600-h/thennow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274384860778014242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/STJhFgNfJiI/AAAAAAAAABM/26iMREU5Cc4/s320/thennow1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "virtual me" on the left is a fairly accurate representation of what I looked like in early July. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "virtual me" on the right is that same model at my current weight. My body doesn't look exactly like either of them, but it's as close as I can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's more to show the dramatic difference! I have photos of myself before and after but I normally refuse to post photos of myself on any blog...particularly this one...as I'm deeply embarrassed by them and normally I refuse to pose for photos anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time I posted a &lt;a href="http://www.mvm.com/en/index.php"&gt;Virtual Model&lt;/a&gt; I did not see a whole lot of difference between the before/after, but I do now! Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4593142468894636083?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4593142468894636083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4593142468894636083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4593142468894636083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4593142468894636083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/then-and-now.html' title='Then and now'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/STJhFgNfJiI/AAAAAAAAABM/26iMREU5Cc4/s72-c/thennow1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1619567213666564431</id><published>2008-11-29T10:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:38:17.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A present from me to me?</title><content type='html'>I'm nearing my Christmas goal of Onederland and some of my friends have encouraged me to get myself a very nice treat for getting under 200 pounds. I'm contemplating this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, buying a $100 bottle of perfume or an expensive piece of jewelry would make me feel good, but wouldn't it be temporary? Wouldn't the image in the mirror be reward enough? I don't know. Maybe I should get myself a really nice piece of jewelry, because then I'll always associate that piece with the hard work I put in to achieve my Christmas goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1619567213666564431?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1619567213666564431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1619567213666564431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1619567213666564431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1619567213666564431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/present-from-me-to-me.html' title='A present from me to me?'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8800669110040914106</id><published>2008-11-28T10:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:40:58.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippee!</title><content type='html'>The day after Thanksgiving, I weigh less than I did the day before!  The wonders never cease!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps that I was at my parents' house, and that is where all the leftovers are.  I made the mashed potatoes with butter and cream and sour cream because Thanksgiving comes only once a year, and they were very tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm alternating between work (yes, WORK) and a deep clean to get my house smelling clean and fresh.  Now that I am more than halfway through my weight loss journey, it is time for me to start thinking about quitting smoking.  I smoke inside my house, and it does smell.  I can't stand the smell (ironic) but I've decided to turn over a new leaf and stop smoking inside the house.  Once I've slaved away for a whole day getting it sparkling clean, I hopefully will remember all the hard work I put in cleaning up the stench and not do it anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8800669110040914106?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8800669110040914106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8800669110040914106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8800669110040914106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8800669110040914106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/yippee.html' title='Yippee!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7936559089091216127</id><published>2008-11-22T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T09:10:02.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work = insane</title><content type='html'>Work has been insane this week.  I've been good about going to the gym, but less good about food and this weight is stubborn.  I haven't lost anything this week.  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the guy I have been seeing said that he could not see me anymore until his divorce is final.  "Lawyer's advice".  I am not &lt;em&gt;the other woman&lt;/em&gt;; I met him after the divorce was filed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sick and tired of mens' bullshit, and fed up because of work and stress.  This has been a very difficult week and it is only going to get worse in the run up to Christmas.  I will be at work probably 60-80 hours a week until January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7936559089091216127?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7936559089091216127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7936559089091216127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7936559089091216127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7936559089091216127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-insane.html' title='Work = insane'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8770232037414046346</id><published>2008-11-16T11:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:28:14.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardiovascular health getting better</title><content type='html'>I focus a lot on my appearance and love life and food cravings in this blog, but one of my primary reasons for wanting to lose weight was to improve my health.  Earlier this year I was sent to the ER for a blood pressure reading of 172/127 and resting heart rate of over 120 bpm.  A diastolic of over 120 is a medical emergency, so my doctor promptly freaked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward six months later, 4.5 months into my weight loss journey, and 51.4 lbs down, my blood pressure today was 128/87, pulse 67.  My diastolic is still a little high but that is a MUCH better reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8770232037414046346?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8770232037414046346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8770232037414046346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8770232037414046346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8770232037414046346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/cardiovascular-health-getting-better.html' title='Cardiovascular health getting better'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1140429748600735440</id><published>2008-11-16T07:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T07:42:22.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini-goal #4 met!</title><content type='html'>I've met mini-goal #4 and lost 20% of my weight!  That's 1/5 of what I used to be.  That's pretty amazing when you think about it!  I'm almost halfway through my weight loss journey, as my goal is to lose 42% of my starting weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next goal is to weigh 199 lbs, i.e. that magical Onederland where I weigh under 200 lbs.  Right now I have 6.2 lbs to lose to get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1140429748600735440?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1140429748600735440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1140429748600735440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1140429748600735440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1140429748600735440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/mini-goal-4-met.html' title='Mini-goal #4 met!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6202344458961528330</id><published>2008-11-15T14:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:59:08.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I had an amazing date</title><content type='html'>The man I have been seeing redeemed himself on Friday with the date from heaven, which to me involves lots of snuggling and cuddling. We snuggled on the sofa and he couldn't keep his hands off me. That's a wonderful feeling...to have someone tell you that they love your body. My newfound confidence helps a lot, too. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this one works out; I really like this guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6202344458961528330?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6202344458961528330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6202344458961528330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6202344458961528330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6202344458961528330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-had-amazing-date.html' title='I had an amazing date'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7837606998922067957</id><published>2008-11-12T06:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:32:56.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Men suck, but I'm still getting slimmer.</title><content type='html'>I'm rapidly closing in on the 20% milestone, and shortly after that comes the "under 200" milestone.  I am 6.8 lbs north of the 200 lb mark, and my goal for Christmas was to weigh under 200 lbs.  I think now I will probably achieve that by early December, which is good.  After achieving "Onederland" I will then set another date for achieving my goal weight of 150 lbs.  I haven't decided what that date will be; I need to do the math first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, men suck.  I knew my date last night would wiggle his way out of having coffee with me, and he did....blaming "divorce drama" for having to cancel.  Oh well.  In other news, I bought new clothes last night and did not once set foot in the Fat Lady section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the nerve to go into the regular-sized clothing stores at the mall, but I did become more familiar with the wide selection in the regular-sized section at JC Penney.  Yay me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7837606998922067957?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7837606998922067957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7837606998922067957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7837606998922067957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7837606998922067957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/men-suck-but-im-still-getting-slimmer.html' title='Men suck, but I&apos;m still getting slimmer.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2887305147516954478</id><published>2008-11-10T06:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T06:35:56.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to do better this week.</title><content type='html'>I haven't gained, but I haven't really lost either.  Last week at work was tough, didn't go to the gym every day...plus Friday night I had a date...and on Saturday night the same guy came over and we had a Zesty Italian pizza from Papa John's.  I want to get under 200 lbs before Christmas and I have 9 lbs to go, so I need to put my ass into gear and get refocused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, the guy I had the date with is really cute and sweet, and I like him a LOT.  We're seeing each other tomorrow too. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2887305147516954478?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2887305147516954478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2887305147516954478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2887305147516954478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2887305147516954478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/going-to-do-better-this-week.html' title='Going to do better this week.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3835537409213391076</id><published>2008-11-08T07:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:49:35.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still about the same weight, thank goodness.</title><content type='html'>I had a date last night...a really good one...and we went out for Italian food.  I had some grilled chicken pasta dish with lots of vegetables that was fairly mediocre, but it wasn't gigantic and was not covered in a cream sauce or cheese.  But afterwards I had tiramisu.  Basically I've been really bad food-wise this week.  It was a perfect storm of elections, work breakfasts, and a date.  So far the consequences to my waistline have been practically nil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to do better next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3835537409213391076?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3835537409213391076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3835537409213391076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3835537409213391076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3835537409213391076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-about-same-weight-thank-goodness.html' title='Still about the same weight, thank goodness.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1153626380907570371</id><published>2008-11-05T05:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T05:49:41.862-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigged out!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my brother came over to watch the election returns with me.  We ordered pizza and I had six....SIX...slices of pizza! (Medium hand-tossed pepperoni from Pizza Hut.)  Ouf!  I only went up half a pound though, and I'm betting some of that is from water retention.  Pizza is so salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it though.  So worth it.  The pizza was so good and it had been about four months since I had a pizza delivered.  Mmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1153626380907570371?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1153626380907570371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1153626380907570371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1153626380907570371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1153626380907570371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/pigged-out.html' title='Pigged out!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6689818794882963621</id><published>2008-11-02T17:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:33:12.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week.</title><content type='html'>This past week at work was a nightmare.  We're implementing a new billing system and it has been hell on earth.  I disappeared for about a week.  I only had time for the gym 3 times last week.  I managed to at least not &lt;em&gt;gain&lt;/em&gt; any weight, which is a pretty good achievement considering I went to a Halloween party on Friday night, then to a friend's house to watch football yesterday...and snacked my head off both times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this week will be better.  As for my acne, that hasn't started clearing up yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6689818794882963621?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6689818794882963621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6689818794882963621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6689818794882963621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6689818794882963621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-week.html' title='What a week.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1401067807786121843</id><published>2008-10-27T17:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:58:56.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Acne and skin tags</title><content type='html'>Those of you who are obese like me know the shame of skin tags.  They're nasty, they're embarrassing, they can even be uncomfortable sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had mine removed at the dermatologists's office.  It was not a painless procedure.  They cleaned them, which stung because they were irritated from when I shaved my armpits yesterday (they were in my armpits).  They then numbed the tags with injections under the skin, which hurt.  After I was numbed up, they cut them off.  I'm a little tender where they were cut off and hopefully I won't be bruised tomorrow.  Bruised armpits probably hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc took one look at the severe cystic acne that has been plaguing me since I started my weight loss journey and said it was hormonal.  Most of the acne is on the jawline.  I've tried everything, and I mean everything, except Proactiv.  The doc injected some of the more tender and juicy zits with steroids, which hurt a LOT.  I was prescribed four things...can't recall exactly what they are but I got topical creams, antibiotics, and a blood pressure pill that the dermatologist said clears up acne for all his other patients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see.  $160 poorer and clutching a sheaf of prescriptions, I headed out to the car gingerly as to avoid injuring my tender armpits and drove home by way of Walgreens to drop off the scrips.  I shudder to think how much they'll cost even with insurance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1401067807786121843?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1401067807786121843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1401067807786121843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1401067807786121843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1401067807786121843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/acne-and-skin-tags.html' title='Acne and skin tags'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2462362043474817544</id><published>2008-10-25T08:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:58:18.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Medicine</title><content type='html'>I've become totally addicted to a show called Big Medicine that is shown on Discovery Health at 11pm Central time every Friday night.  I Tivo it; I'm usually not around on Friday nights to watch it *g*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the people on the show are simply extraordinary, but they have done it the "cheater" way, i.e. with gastric bypass surgery.  At my heaviest, I would probably have qualified for GB and I see people on the show who started off smaller than me who now have to have plastic surgery to remove excess skin.  Zoinks!  I hope that doesn't happen to me, but it very well might.  :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this week's show there was this one woman who weighed about 450 lbs.  She was crying about how she had always been at 350 lbs and how she had "let herself go".  Yikes.  If you weigh 350 lbs, you let yourself go a looooong time ago.  She's also married with 3 children.  It kind of depresses me that SHE has what I want, i.e. a husband and a family, and she weighs twice what I do.  How does that work?  I wonder sometimes what's wrong with me.  I hate being single. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.  It's an interesting show and I recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2462362043474817544?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2462362043474817544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2462362043474817544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2462362043474817544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2462362043474817544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-medicine.html' title='Big Medicine'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-956429931665876455</id><published>2008-10-24T06:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:36:01.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TOM</title><content type='html'>I just love my TOM now. I gained a couple of pounds in water weight and then took most of the week to get it back off. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's off now though, and I'm at 213.8. I haven't seen a number that low staring back at me in about a decade. Awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-956429931665876455?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/956429931665876455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=956429931665876455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/956429931665876455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/956429931665876455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/tom.html' title='TOM'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1375563745093418584</id><published>2008-10-19T09:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T09:26:16.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Down to 214.2!</title><content type='html'>I'm rapidly approaching mini-goal #4: 20% weight loss!  WOO HOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to enjoy clothes shopping, probably because I get to wear the smaller sizes (eeee!) and because I'm very close to not having to shop in the fat lady section anymore.  I can almost taste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to pass Lane Bryant by and head straight for J. Crew or Banana Republic or The Gap.  It's going to be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1375563745093418584?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1375563745093418584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1375563745093418584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1375563745093418584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1375563745093418584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-to-2142.html' title='Down to 214.2!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-9183457785531822850</id><published>2008-10-16T06:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:45:05.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bronchitis is the gift that keeps on giving.</title><content type='html'>I've lost a LOT of weight since October 1st...I started the month at 224lbs and weighed in today at 215.8.  Part of it is due to a loss of appetite, but I'm still surprised at how much weight I have dropped due to this illness.  It's a little worrying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-9183457785531822850?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/9183457785531822850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=9183457785531822850' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9183457785531822850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9183457785531822850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/bronchitis-is-gift-that-keeps-on-giving.html' title='Bronchitis is the gift that keeps on giving.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8534003389879487164</id><published>2008-10-11T09:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:49:32.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Went clothes shopping yesterday</title><content type='html'>I peeled myself off the sofa long enough to go clothes shopping yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wearing Red 3 bootcut jeans from Lane Bryant (fellow Lane Bryant shoppers know what I mean), but they're a bit large now so I bought a pair of Red 2 bootcuts.  I was also encouraged to try on a pair of Yellow 3 bootcuts because my body shape has changed.  I used to have a bigger butt in relation to the rest of my body but I have lost a lot of inches off my hips and butt, so they recommended the yellows.  They fit differently, but also looked good.  So I bought those too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with: Red 4 bootcut&lt;br /&gt;Wearing now: Red 2 bootcut/Yellow 3 bootcut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to JC Penney and looked for work pants.  I found a pair of those Lee plain front pants.  I started off wearing a 20W in those, and I'm now down to a 16W in that particular style of pants.  I could only find one pair in any color in that size, so I bought it.  I also bought a couple of casual long-sleeve tees in size 1x, which is the size I've been wearing all along.  Those shirts shrink a lot.  The 1x started off a little on the small side for me and is now a little too large. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with: Lee Plain Front trouser 20W&lt;br /&gt;Wearing now: Lee Plain Front trouser 16W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the other pair of 16W plain fronts that I have is a little baggy on me, I wandered over to the normal-sized section of the store and was shocked at how HUGE it is.  Oh god, the selection!  Amazing!  I hadn't been to that side of the store in years.  I found those same Lee plain front pants in size 14, so I got a pair plus a pair of Dockers Ideal Fit in a size 16.  I knew they wouldn't fit just by looking at them, but they're for later.  I also bought some of the same casual tees I had bought in the big lady section, but in size XL.  They fit perfectly, but they will shrink when washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on the smaller pants at home and I cannot pull either pair all the way up, but they'll be a good yardstick for me.  I weighed about 218 lbs yesterday and I'm thinking both pairs may fit by the time I achieve my Christmas goal of 199 lbs.  I will fit into them *someday*, so it's not a waste of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up spending about $175 on new clothes, but I am also giving away a large bundle of clothing that is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too big for me.  I am getting rid of those clothes because I never want to fit into them again.  If all I have are clothes that are my size or smaller, that'll be extra added incentive to not order that pizza or eat that 3 Musketeers bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8534003389879487164?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8534003389879487164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8534003389879487164' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8534003389879487164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8534003389879487164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-clothes-shopping-yesterday.html' title='Went clothes shopping yesterday'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1712359897685002266</id><published>2008-10-11T06:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:36:46.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>15% weight loss achieved!</title><content type='html'>I've been hovering above my mini-goal of 15% weight loss...I was over it by .3 lbs.  Wasn't going to cheat and said I'd met it until today, when my weight dropped to 217.6 lbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay!  I've lost 39 lbs so far on my journey.  I went shopping for clothes yesterday even though I was sick, because I'm giving some of my old "fat" clothes away to charity.  I'm keeping a couple of pairs of my largest pants so I can hopefully someday pose for a photo with both of my legs in one of the legs of the fat pairs.  I can only hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little lacking in enthusiasm because I've been sick as a dog all week.  I went to the gym on Wednesday and thought I was going to pass out.  I haven't been since.  I can't wait to get well so I can get back there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1712359897685002266?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1712359897685002266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1712359897685002266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1712359897685002266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1712359897685002266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-weight-loss-achieved.html' title='15% weight loss achieved!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-2752136599787329697</id><published>2008-10-11T06:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:17:56.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been sick</title><content type='html'>I haven't been updating the blog because I've been sick for a week.  I finally went to the doctor a couple of days ago and was diagnosed with bronchitis.  I've been banned from going to the gym until at least Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I've lost over 5 pounds this week alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I hate being sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-2752136599787329697?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/2752136599787329697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=2752136599787329697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2752136599787329697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/2752136599787329697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-been-sick.html' title='I&apos;ve been sick'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-9211519714854342796</id><published>2008-10-07T05:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:30:28.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inch loss</title><content type='html'>I first measured my chest, waist, and hips on 08/20/2008.  Those measurements were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 41"&lt;br /&gt;Waist: 42"&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 49"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's measurements are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest: 37"&lt;br /&gt;Waist: 35"&lt;br /&gt;Hips: 44.75"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a loss of 4 inches off the chest, 7 inches off the waist, and 4.25 inches off the hips.  Pretty cool huh????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-9211519714854342796?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/9211519714854342796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=9211519714854342796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9211519714854342796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9211519714854342796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/inch-loss.html' title='Inch loss'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-833975841534558947</id><published>2008-10-07T05:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:25:50.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being sick = good diet?</title><content type='html'>I came down with a cold on Sunday.  When I'm sick I generally lose my appetite.  I'm down to 219.4 lbs this morning.  I think I approached 1,000 calories consumed yesterday, and I had to kind of force those down because I know I am supposed to eat when I'm sick; I simply don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope as I get well, these pounds I've lost don't creep back on.  I don't think it's water because I have been drinking plenty of that; I get really thirsty when I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also passed the metric milestone and then some: 99.5kg this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-833975841534558947?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/833975841534558947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=833975841534558947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/833975841534558947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/833975841534558947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-sick-good-diet.html' title='Being sick = good diet?'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-4625446833119106458</id><published>2008-10-06T06:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T06:38:21.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearing a metric milestone!</title><content type='html'>It's not one of my goals, but my weight is very close to dropping below 100kg.  Yay for metric milestones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-4625446833119106458?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/4625446833119106458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=4625446833119106458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4625446833119106458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/4625446833119106458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/nearing-metric-milestone.html' title='Nearing a metric milestone!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7695330693957301967</id><published>2008-10-04T06:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:05:35.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still going down!</title><content type='html'>This week was slow in terms of weight loss, but I think that 223 reading earlier in the week may have been a fluke as my weight shot up by a pound immediately afterwards, but then I dropped weight again at my regular rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a setback...just an irritation.  This is the least I've weighed in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm going to a friend's barbecue and it's going to be tough temptation-wise.  I'm bringing fruit salad, so I'll try to stick closer to that!  And small portions of meat.  I hope there will be crudites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7695330693957301967?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7695330693957301967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7695330693957301967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7695330693957301967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7695330693957301967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-going-down.html' title='Still going down!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-9199198623003010065</id><published>2008-10-03T06:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:29:27.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet week</title><content type='html'>It has been a bad week weight-wise.  I hit a low of 223 lbs, then immediately bounced up by a full pound, then lost a bit of it.  I try not to get frustrated by fluctuations but it is disappointing to look at the scale some mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've been so tired and so wrapped up in work; I'm so glad it's Friday.  So so glad.  I'm so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-9199198623003010065?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/9199198623003010065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=9199198623003010065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9199198623003010065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9199198623003010065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiet-week.html' title='Quiet week'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3323055991215996025</id><published>2008-09-29T05:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T05:33:22.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly 10lbs for the month!</title><content type='html'>The journey continues with nearly 33lbs lost since July 5th.  I'm beginning to see the difference and people at work who don't know about my weight loss journey are noticing that I've lost weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may need a smaller size of work pants soon.  The 18s I've been wearing are a bit on the baggy side.  I may try a 16 soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a date yesterday.  A guy I met on Chemistry and I went bowling around lunchtime yesterday.  We seemed to hit it off; he seems to want to see me again.  He's really cute and really funny, and definitely would have been out of my league before I lost 30lbs.  I think he's still a bit out of my league now but I'm still losing, and I'm a lot more confident and outgoing now than I used to be.  Maybe that shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3323055991215996025?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3323055991215996025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3323055991215996025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3323055991215996025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3323055991215996025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/nearly-10lbs-for-month.html' title='Nearly 10lbs for the month!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7546698306591774540</id><published>2008-09-27T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:54:04.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Goal</title><content type='html'>Some of you may have noticed the new ticker at the bottom of the page.  It's for my Christmas goal of getting to Onederland (i.e. weighing in the 100s) .  When I first put up the ticker the starting weight was what my weight was that day (I think it was 227) but then I changed it to have the weight I started with at the beginning of my journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is a tad less than 3 months away, and I have about 26-27 pounds to lose between then and now.  It's what I'm shooting for.  It will be my Christmas present to &lt;em&gt;myself&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7546698306591774540?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7546698306591774540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7546698306591774540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7546698306591774540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7546698306591774540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-christmas-goal.html' title='My Christmas Goal'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-1057580518376691066</id><published>2008-09-27T08:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:27:30.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on track, I guess!</title><content type='html'>The scale this morning said 225.8!  A consequence-free pigout!  I shouldn't get used to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out to lunch today with my grandmother and I'm going to be very good.  I see a guilt-free chicken platter from Chili's in my future.  I think it's less than 500 calories, but it has an astonishing amount of sodium.  Later this afternoon I'll go to the gym and probably sweat most of that extra salt out anyway, so I'm not going to worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee, 225.8!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-1057580518376691066?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/1057580518376691066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=1057580518376691066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1057580518376691066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/1057580518376691066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-on-track-i-guess.html' title='Back on track, I guess!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6245433401312543586</id><published>2008-09-26T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:06:32.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalled at 226...</title><content type='html'>I've been stalled at this weight for a few days now, and I have a terrible feeling the scale is going to bounce tomorrow morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to happy hour with a couple of friends and had a big frozen strawberry margarita and an order of onion rings.  Yikes.  That kind of stuff always packs on a couple of pounds even though logically speaking it shouldn't, since it doesn't weigh a couple of pounds and it doesn't have enough calories to make me gain an entire 2lbs.  I don't know why the scale fluctuates like that, but it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  Will face the music in the morning and if it does bounce up a couple of pounds, big deal.  I lost them before, I'll lose them again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6245433401312543586?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6245433401312543586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6245433401312543586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6245433401312543586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6245433401312543586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/stalled-at-226.html' title='Stalled at 226...'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6464114045888840027</id><published>2008-09-23T06:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:23:16.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30lbs lost!</title><content type='html'>According to the scale, as of this morning I have lost 30.2lbs, or 11.8% of my body weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.2lbs is quite an accomplishment!  I feel very proud of myself today.  It motivates me to keep going, keep going, keep going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6464114045888840027?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6464114045888840027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6464114045888840027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6464114045888840027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6464114045888840027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/30lbs-lost.html' title='30lbs lost!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-703433411095958753</id><published>2008-09-20T08:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:33:04.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BP getting closer to normal</title><content type='html'>My blood pressure this morning was 138/84 and my heart rate was 72BPM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone who was sent to the emergency room in May with a BP of 172/120 something and a heart rate of 120BPM, that's pretty good.  My BP was normally not higher than 150/100 but even that is very high.  172/120 apparently constituted a medical emergency.  When they took my BP after an hour of sitting in the ER, it was in the 130s/80s range, but that's after sitting still and reading for a full hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have white coat hypertension to an extent, but my average BP readings at home have dropped by about 10 on both the systolic and the diastolic, and my pulse rate has fallen by over 20 beats per minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, my BP is nearly normal even though I'm still obese.  By the time I get to my goal weight, my BP readings will probably always be in the extremely healthy range!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-703433411095958753?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/703433411095958753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=703433411095958753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/703433411095958753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/703433411095958753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/bp-getting-closer-to-normal.html' title='BP getting closer to normal'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-6742794884194940961</id><published>2008-09-20T05:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T05:59:54.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Single again, and nearly 30lbs down.</title><content type='html'>Scale said 227.4lbs this morning. And I'm single again. My on-again, off-again, on-again boyfriend is now off-again, and this time it's for good. I'm not even upset, I don't love him anymore. I'm just irritated, and afraid I'll die childless and alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've lost nearly 30lbs since the start of my journey. That's almost 30lbs in a little over 2 months. I have 28lbs to lose before I get to "onederland", i.e. weighing under 200lbs, so I need to keep this up.  My medium-term goal is to reach "onederland" by Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus if I ever want to find another man I have to lose weight. Most men in this city seem to be of the "no fat chicks" variety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-6742794884194940961?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/6742794884194940961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=6742794884194940961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6742794884194940961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/6742794884194940961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/single-again-and-nearly-30lbs-down.html' title='Single again, and nearly 30lbs down.'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-5270946874506444264</id><published>2008-09-18T06:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T06:30:14.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My virtual model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SNI7u08UMCI/AAAAAAAAABE/SdBeP-Aqkq4/s1600-h/compare257228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247322191511695394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SNI7u08UMCI/AAAAAAAAABE/SdBeP-Aqkq4/s320/compare257228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SNI5T4_hW1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/bU9NPIMmMXY/s1600-h/compare257228.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's a site called &lt;a href="http://www.mvm.com/en/index.php"&gt;My Virtual Model&lt;/a&gt; where you can build a little computer model that you can customize to look like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't find one that looked just like me body-wise or hair-wise, but I tried to get as close as I could.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the left is my virtual model at 257lbs, near my starting weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the right is my virtual model at 228lbs, near my current weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess what's really depressing is they don't look all that different! When you flip back and forth between the two images you can see the smaller one shrink, but looking at them side by side they look almost the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure how this is supposed to motivate me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-5270946874506444264?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/5270946874506444264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=5270946874506444264' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5270946874506444264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5270946874506444264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-virtual-model.html' title='My virtual model'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SNI7u08UMCI/AAAAAAAAABE/SdBeP-Aqkq4/s72-c/compare257228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7541717875261618173</id><published>2008-09-18T06:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T06:04:28.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>28lbs exactly</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to lose around 10lbs a month, but I don't believe I'll do that this month.  On September 1st I weighed in at 233.6 lbs, and today I tipped the scales at 228.6 lbs, a loss of only 5 lbs with the month more than half over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...I'm still losing and that number on the scale continues to get smaller, not bigger.  That's all that counts.  That and the measurements of my chest, waist, and hips.  In the last month I have lost 2" off my chest, 3.25" off my waist, and 2.25" off my hips.  I think that's pretty decent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7541717875261618173?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7541717875261618173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7541717875261618173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7541717875261618173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7541717875261618173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/28lbs-exactly.html' title='28lbs exactly'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-5974984961184308929</id><published>2008-09-16T06:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:32:40.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Ike Disaster Relief</title><content type='html'>This is meant to be a weight loss blog, but I'm going to put that aside for a minute to encourage people to donate to the American Red Cross to help victims of Hurricane Ike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I live in Texas, a state that was hit extremely hard by this storm.  Beautiful, historic Galveston lies in ruins and parts of the Houston metro area were destroyed.  The storm cut a path of destruction through east Texas, also affecting Beaumont and the lovely city of Tyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can help the victims of the storm by donating to the American Red Cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://american.redcross.org/site/PageServer?pagename=ntld_main"&gt;http://american.redcross.org/site/PageServer?pagename=ntld_main&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take weeks and months to rebuild after this storm, but in the meantime its victims need food, shelter, and medical care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-5974984961184308929?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/5974984961184308929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=5974984961184308929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5974984961184308929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5974984961184308929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-ike-disaster-relief.html' title='Hurricane Ike Disaster Relief'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-5506357663017278648</id><published>2008-09-16T06:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:26:29.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the 230s!</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 3am and weighed myself just for funsies.  I didn't wake up in order to weigh myself; I woke up because I had to pee.  After peeing I stepped on the scale and it read 228.8 lbs.  I was thrilled.  I weighed myself again at 6am, expecting the same result...and it was 229.4 lbs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's the weight I recorded.  I try to be strict about that and only record my 6am weight.  I don't know where that .6 lbs came from, but it doesn't really matter.  I'll see 228.8 lbs again, and soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've lost 27.2 lbs.  I feel awesome.  It's such a sense of accomplishment and I feel more confident and in control.  I feel especially blessed to be out of the 230s because on Sunday I pigged out on chips, queso, and flautas with sour cream when I went out for Tex-Mex with a friend of mine...then again I had nothing but fried food from Sonic when my BF came over last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what the caloric content of the Tex-Mex was so I didn't record it.  About all I can say about it was it was "a lot".  Probably in the 1800-2000 calorie range for the meal.  Luckily, Sonic publishes nutritional information so I did record that.  Even with a snack-size popcorn chicken, regular fries, and mozzarella sticks I stayed under 1600 calories for the day.  Awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-5506357663017278648?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/5506357663017278648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=5506357663017278648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5506357663017278648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/5506357663017278648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/out-of-230s.html' title='Out of the 230s!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-302608719429638986</id><published>2008-09-14T10:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:38:43.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike Schmike</title><content type='html'>After days of warning of power outages and flooding, nothing happened here.  Nothing.  It rained all day, but it didn't flood.  It was windy, but not very windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are with the people who were affected by Ike, though.  I hear it's terrible down on the Texas and Louisiana coasts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-302608719429638986?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/302608719429638986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=302608719429638986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/302608719429638986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/302608719429638986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-schmike.html' title='Ike Schmike'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-3049037149141774986</id><published>2008-09-13T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:29:29.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike</title><content type='html'>I have not revealed where I live, but I am in an area that will be affected by Ike in the coming hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope the power doesn't go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-3049037149141774986?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/3049037149141774986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=3049037149141774986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3049037149141774986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/3049037149141774986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike.html' title='Ike'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-999213515760159346</id><published>2008-09-12T06:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:28:53.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10% ACHIEVED!</title><content type='html'>This morning I stepped on the scale and it said 230.8. That's a loss of 10.1% of my weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I think my on-again, off-again, on-again boyfriend is now off-again for good. I'm tired of his fickle moods and the way he keeps blowing me off, so I'm not going to bother with him anymore. He made a date with me for tonight, then abruptly cancelled it yesterday. I texted him back to ask why and he never responded. So, to hell with him. I'm going to go to a meetup.com thingy tonight after work and meet new people. Onwards and upwards I guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-999213515760159346?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/999213515760159346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=999213515760159346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/999213515760159346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/999213515760159346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/10-achieved.html' title='10% ACHIEVED!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-750006379978709876</id><published>2008-09-09T06:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:16:06.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck right above my mini-goal</title><content type='html'>I've been hovering between 232 and 231 for several days now.  It's getting a little frustrating, particularly since I have been somewhat constipated since I started trying to lose weight and it's annoying.  I do not want to take laxatives because the side effects are painful and laxatives can be habit-forming.  I'm trying to introduce more soluble fiber into my diet and I'm trying to remember to drink more water to get things moving, but so far nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really need to re-examine my diet but by the time I get home cooking is the last thing on my mind.  I need things that are super-easy.  I also live alone, which makes cooking more tedious.  It really is a pain in the ass to dirty up 2-3 pots and pans just for myself.  When I was married I cooked pretty much every day and it wasn't a big deal because I was cooking for 2 people, not 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate living alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-750006379978709876?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/750006379978709876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=750006379978709876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/750006379978709876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/750006379978709876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/stuck-right-above-my-mini-goal.html' title='Stuck right above my mini-goal'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7674125495533279444</id><published>2008-09-07T12:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:51:19.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men are pigs</title><content type='html'>My on-again, off-again boyfriend is flaking out on me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've decided to cut off communication with him. I'm sure he will not attempt to make a date or contact me; I always have to initiate everything, so if he really wants me he'll try to see me. He doesn't, so he won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate men right now. The thing is, I knew it would end up this way when we got back together. Why did I do it? Afraid of being alone, I guess. I'm sick of not being the most important person in anyone's life. I'm not even the most important person in my own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7674125495533279444?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7674125495533279444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7674125495533279444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7674125495533279444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7674125495533279444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/men-are-pigs.html' title='Men are pigs'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-635448331176074813</id><published>2008-09-06T08:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:41:35.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10% is just around the corner</title><content type='html'>I am a mere .6 lbs (six tenths of a pound) away from losing 10% of my starting weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that once I achieve this goal I will have merely another mini-goal to achieve (15%, 12.9 more pounds to lose) but it's still exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-635448331176074813?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/635448331176074813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=635448331176074813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/635448331176074813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/635448331176074813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/10-is-just-around-corner.html' title='10% is just around the corner'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-9039459811622595818</id><published>2008-09-05T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:38:59.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1.6lbs away from 10%!</title><content type='html'>One of the unpleasant side effects of reducing food intake and changing the nutritional content of one's diet is constipation.  It's very common and usually goes away with a few tweaks to the diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I had to eat a bowl of Raisin Bran to get things moving again.  Right now they're very sluggish, but I had not gone in a couple of days.  Everything I'd eaten since Tuesday was backed up in there.  Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went and am now at 232.6.  Yippee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-9039459811622595818?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/9039459811622595818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=9039459811622595818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9039459811622595818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9039459811622595818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/16lbs-away-from-10.html' title='1.6lbs away from 10%!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-8323006132814375708</id><published>2008-09-04T11:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:59:54.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalled....</title><content type='html'>I'm still at 233.2 lbs and to top it off, I have a cold so I can't work out as hard, if at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-8323006132814375708?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/8323006132814375708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=8323006132814375708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8323006132814375708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/8323006132814375708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/stalled.html' title='Stalled....'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7437952750453639538</id><published>2008-09-02T06:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:38:41.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting closer...</title><content type='html'>Weighed in at 233.2lbs this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only 2.2lbs from meeting my next mini-goal of losing 10% of my weight!  That's a total of 25.6lbs since early July.  Of course I have other mini-goals after that, but passing the 10% mark will be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next ones are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;15% loss (38.4 lbs lost)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;20% loss (51.32 lbs lost)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Under 200 lbs (57 lbs lost)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;25% loss (64 lbs lost)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;30% loss (77 lbs lost)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby steps people, baby steps!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each mini-goal that I achieve indicates significant progress, and doesn't make the overall amount of weight that I need to lose so intimidating.  Meet one mini-goal, work towards the next.  Meet that mini-goal, work towards the next, with one eye on the big prize: GOAL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7437952750453639538?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7437952750453639538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7437952750453639538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7437952750453639538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7437952750453639538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/getting-closer.html' title='Getting closer...'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-9140924071517145400</id><published>2008-09-01T07:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:19:39.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>23lbs lost, nearing 10% weight loss</title><content type='html'>I've lost 23lbs of ugly flab in a little under two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel awesome even though I've got almost 85lbs to go to reach my goal. I feel energized and positive about reaching my goal. I know I can do it. I can do pretty much anything I put my mind to doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a mere 2.6lbs away from my second "mini-goal" of 10% weight loss. What an achievement that is. I'm really proud of myself today. At the rate I'm losing, I should hit 10% next week, probably Thursday. Hehehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-9140924071517145400?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/9140924071517145400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=9140924071517145400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9140924071517145400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/9140924071517145400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/09/22lbs-lost-nearing-10-weight-loss.html' title='23lbs lost, nearing 10% weight loss'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4879259207552938374.post-7417092918004911233</id><published>2008-08-31T16:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:33:38.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My cardiovascular health is improving!</title><content type='html'>After I took a bath, I laid down on the bed for a few minutes to relax.  I need to do this before taking my BP because the hot, humid air in the bathroom aggravates my asthma.  That makes me breathe hard and raises my heart rate and BP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3-4 minutes, I sat up and took my blood pressure.  It was 131/80, pulse 66BPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that my resting heart rate had slowed quite a bit just by feeling my pulse in my neck, but 66 BPM is pretty good I think!  A year ago if I'd taken my pulse right after waking up from 8 hours of sleep, it'd still be in the 90s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss has been a major concern on this journey, but improving my cardiovascular health has been just as important.  Hypertension runs in the family, and it runs hard.  So does heart disease on both sides.  My doc was talking about putting me on medication for high blood pressure.  &lt;em&gt;I'm 33 years old.&lt;/em&gt;  I am way too young for that.  I said to her "No way.  I'm going to take this weight off and work out to get fit."  She shrugged as if to say "I've heard that one before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be eating her words when I see her in October.  It ought to be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4879259207552938374-7417092918004911233?l=futureformerfattie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/feeds/7417092918004911233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4879259207552938374&amp;postID=7417092918004911233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7417092918004911233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4879259207552938374/posts/default/7417092918004911233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://futureformerfattie.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-cardiovascular-health-is-improving.html' title='My cardiovascular health is improving!'/><author><name>FatGirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16160416096730517503</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T18GPyGV04w/SKhpFJoJiOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ikHtNRk2CXI/S220/scale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
