What ya think about me now?

Ok, I must admit that I am still not losing a lot of weight. I am at the same point as last September. I can feel my body changing, I cannot deny that, but weight loss, well, not so much.

This is what is so good about blogging on my weight loss, because I cannot lie to myself for very long. I keep posting pics and reporting on nothing every week. It makes me look long and hard into what I am doing wrong, or why I am not losing weight.

So, I am faced with looking at my plan from a different angle and I realized that the amount of calories I consume after dinner while watching TV is humongous! I am eating at least a thousand calories after dinner! That bite here and there really adds up fast. All the chocolate, yogurt, or nuts, and not just one serving but several servings. Damn girl!!

I think it's time to re-evaluate my eating plan. This is why it's important to write down what I eat, and stop at a certain point. I cannot lie to myself anymore. Trying to lose weight is not just choosing the right foods, but having one measured serving size. And knowing when to stop, after that one serving.

Ok now, let's see some weight loss!

It works if you work it...!

I have been Trikking all week. I love Trikking, I could go every day, if strength allowed. And yet today I find myself after 6 days straight, resting. Today is day three of resting. I am going through one of my fibro fog days, or maybe it's bipolar days. All I want to do is camp in front of the TV. The only reason I'm blogging today is I missed my Friday check-in. And there is good news...

I have lost a few inches! I cannot only feel it, but it has registered on the tape as well. My hips are at least one inch smaller and my chest area is smaller as well. Yeah! And yes, I am a woman celebrating a smaller chest!

My Butt is changing also. It used to be flat. Now it is getting rounder and it is rising. Years ago it fell and now it is rising! Just like yeast and flour. Even the fat between my knees is getting smaller. It is happening for me. I am not melting off pounds and inches, weekly. I am going at a slow rate and so this little bit here and there is expected. So this is BIG news! The scale is moving and so is the tape! What more can I expect?

Now, I just have to hang on for a year or two. Which should be easy since it's a life change not a diet, and I'm in for the long haul, baby!

Mysogynists

Men in the bar
buy our drinks
look at our legs
talk talk talk
about the bitches they've married

All my books

are in boxes
I packed
all the silverware and plates.
My new vibrator
is hidden deeply
away.
You still ask me "why?"

The neighbor's dog barks
when I come in drunk.
You're rocking in bed
makes me nauseous.
The kitchen sink drips
30 times a minute.
Your kiss no longer wakes me
with a smile --
all I notice is bad breath.

Account Executive

The old meat guys sweating in their suits
those big belt-buckle sausage necked guys
bark jokes back and forth about their ex-wives peccadillo's.
The cheese sales team, smooth as Velveeta
wear suits dark as bleu, and
sponsor weekends to Vegas for shelf space or end-caps.
I picked up the how-are-you-kiss-kiss-smiley-chatty
at cocktail hour during monthly meetings,
then excused myself for a word with the head tortilla.

My job -- selling advertising space to Barnie's Bagel Dogs,
Budget Gourmet, and Cacique Cheese by phone, for
"Deli" and "Frozen Food" magazines.

My Messages, as effective as blind pigeons,
were left day after day,
mondaytuesdaywednesdaythursdayfriday.

I worked too many deals
to feel like I'd have tenure.
Then finally,
making money off advertising
to Farmer John
made me think
too much
about life...
and death...
and me,
a card carrying
member of
PETA.

Introducing JTs full of her poetry

Another aspect I'd like to introduce to the blog is my past poems. These are the poems that I wrote in college that I especially like and would like to have them "appear" again, somewhere, in some form.

That is the power I wield with my own blog. No one gets to comment on content, except for me. No one gets to decide what goes into or onto my little niche of the world wide web. And the price I pay? I have 1 follower, (Thanks StanLe).

So let's raise a glass to another aspect of my blog. MY BLOG...


Photo by Randy Boyd

I'd like to introduce... Trikke Jeri

I am introducing a new label to my blog entitled, Trikke Jeri. It contains photos of me on my Trikke, or the photo gallery.
I will have pics of my weight loss here, the changes as they happen, if you will.
And it will contain another favorite of mine, me around my beloved Long Beach, CA.
So, strap on your helmet, it's going to be a bumpy ride... with Trikke Jeri!

Checking in weekly seems too short

Another week has gone by and this time I have GAINED 5 lbs. Maybe it was because I went to a taping of The Price Is Right on Monday. I spent most of the day standing or sitting in line. It was a messed up day that lasted 15 hours. I had very little to eat except candy here and there to jolt my energy level. Then the next day I was too beat up to cook so another day of poor habits, then another day and the week was over. THAT'S MY REASON, er, my excuse, er, reason.

As much as I'd like to think I can eat my daily calories in junk food and still stay on course, it just isn't true. Once you get on that hamster wheel you can't get off. Hell, it was easier for me to quit smoking.

My Trikke buddy, StanLe, suggested it might be muscle weight since I have been Trikking a lot lately -- that's why I love him! And he could be partially right. I'm gonna chalk up 2 lbs fat and 3 lbs muscle to my 5 lb weight gain. I can live with that!

270 lbs this week

The Scale Moved!

I weighed myself on my antique scale and it moved -- down. It moved 10 pounds down! I am so excited. And proud. After all, it takes a large amount of work to move a scale. I'm picturing Sisyphus or the slaves at the bottom of the great pyramid moving slabs of fat- I mean slabs of earth up the great walls.The scale says 265, which is what I say I am on my ID. I was right, I am shedding fat! My body feels different because it is different.

There is nothing better than losing weight! It's such an empowering feeling. I can tell because I want to stick exclamation points everywhere! See? So the momentum has started. It will keep going until I hit 150, my biggest best dream weight. And no excess skin, please.

weight 265, week four

What does P!nk have to do with Trikking?

"Have you ever looked fear in the face, and said I just don't care?"* Upon hearing those lyrics I immediately thought of my love affair with my Trikke.

I remember fondly my first attempt at trikking, when I went over the handlebars and landed on my nose. I still got back on my beloved Birdie. Then six weeks later falling on my knee causing a two-month absense from trikking. Every time I got back on my Trikke I faced fear and said I just don't care.

Trikking is like no other athletic thing I've ever done. I found a new sweet spot last week. Every level I attain has its own sweet spot. For Non-trikkers, that is when everything is in alignment, there's no fear, no wearyness, just a zen-like state that has me rocking back and forth, with the wind in my face.

I always have a stupid grin when I trikke. It is so fun. No matter that I am doing a full body workout that I'm barely aware of. You should see the muscles in my arms, both upper and lower definition! That has always been the weakest part of my body.

I am now starting to see changes in my body, but I especially feel like I have less padding in my shoulders, hips, and calves. It hasn't registered when I measure myself once a month. Not yet. But that is immaterial. I love trikking and when I don't trikke, I am thinking of it and planning my next "workout."

I kinda laugh when I call it a workout, since it's really me going out and acting like a kid again. What would Dr. Oz think of me? More importantly what do I think?

I think I like myself for looking fear in the face, because when it comes to trikking, I just don't care.

"Glitter in the Air," by P!nk